Mr Zen's Bed Partner

Chapter 92

Azwar drives his butut bike following the motor sport in front of him with an erratic mind, he worries about the state of his girl.

Until several times almost hit the road barrier, it was not spared from Brian's vision, he saw clearly that the man who followed him was not focused.

But Brian chose to keep pushing his bike, as long as the man behind him was okay.

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The three men arrived at the hospital, they went straight to the ER room and got a welcome Zen appearance that was still a mess, his shirt dirty with blood that had dried up. Her face was tangled with puffy eyes, either lack of sleep or too much crying.

"Excuse me Daddy's Ica.."

Zen looked up and looked at the three people alternately, then got up from his seat.

"Yes, why? Who're you?"

"I'm Risya's friend of Ica and this is Brian's friend Ica too, this is Azwar's sister Ica." Answer Risya.

"You're that guy, right? Who hugged my girl?"

"Yes, because I'm her brother."

"Successful half-sister." Zen's chirp sucks, making Azwar swerve.

"How's Ica doing?"

"Still handled by the doctor inside, has not come out even though it's been an hour." Clearly Zen with his sad face.

But before long, the door opened and a nurse came out.

"His family's a patient?"

"I'm Ica's lover."

"I'm Ica's sister." Answer the two men at the same time.

"Look, because the wound is quite deep. Miss Ica lost quite a lot of blood, does anyone here have an A-blood type? It just so happened that this blood stock was in the hospital

Zen shook his head, his blood type AB+, as well as the three people compactly shook his head.

Zen clucked then immediately pulled out his phone quickly.

"Search for A-blood right now!" Zen immediately turned off his phone connection unilaterally after giving a firm order.

"Sorry sir, you better hurry. It's possible that the object used to injure Miss Ica is corrupted, fearing that an infection might endanger Miss Ica's life."

"What-what? That bad, Sus?" Ask Azwar.

"Yes, rust is very dangerous if exposed to the skin especially if exposed to wounds." Obviously the nurse, made Azwar inflamed.

"Hey, how do you take care of my sister huh?" Azwar pulled the collar of the blood-filled Zen shirt.

"It's suffering, you know?"

"What's different about you leaving my girl, huh? Do you know what your mother and sister did to Ica? They sold my Ica to a married man, lucky he came to me, and then do you deserve to take my Ica's place?" Zen asked, making Azwar even more inflamed.

"You're not acting on my sister, she's hurt because of you, are you? Release Ica and she will be freed from your enemies."

"Then? As long as Ica suffers you go anywhere? Just because of the scholarship you forgot my girl? You're not good at guarding my Ica either!" zen screeched, he ignored the gazes of those passing by.

The situation is getting heated, no one wants to budge between one of them, Zen still wants to defend Ica, and Azwar insists on bringing Ica back to live with him.

"You can afford Ica's life? What if my girl doesn't eat huh? She used to eat a lot, you can afford? Even you're just an unemployed man!" Cibir Zen's.

"If I were just an unemployed person, but I would have attached everything to my own sister."

"In case of interest, please teach your mother and sister. Don't so so sooan want to take my girl, while the behavior of your parents and sister is nothing more than an animal!" Zen vented his emotions in front of Azwar.

"You think my girl's the only thing she can sell anyway?"

Azwar was just about to reply to Zen's words, but Risya immediately prevented him.

"Enough, can you be a little mature? It's not a good time to blame each other,"

"He was struggling to live in that room, can't you just be a little respectful to the doctors on duty? You should pray for Ica's health, not argue over the unimportant!"

The two of them were silent, Risya's words were very true. Should they pray for the safety of Ica, not to mention the blood that never came to hinder handling.

Zen was sitting limp in the waiting chair, his hands twitching his forehead which felt throbbing pain.

Before long, Bimo came up with a paper bag containing a change of clothes for his young master, his smell was even very fishy.

"Dress for the master, your men are on their way here carrying the blood you need."

"Okay, I'll change clothes first." Zen went to the bathroom with his change of clothes, while the fishy-smelling shirt he threw away along with his suit and pants as well.

"You who?" Bimo asked as he looked at the young man who looked foreign.

"Azwar, Ica's sister." Azwar replied, while Bimo only had 'oh' ria.

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Ica was still unconscious, it was 10 in the morning but the doctor did not come out as well. Blood donation has also been up since then, but I don't know what makes the doctor linger in the room.

"For a long time, what are they doing inside?"

"Patience sir, they must be working hard inside." Answer Bimo.

Zen got up and walked pacing back and forth like an iron, making Brian and Risya cast his gaze.

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