My husband Pinky Boy

SPC. Chapter 19

Rosita regained her senses and immediately raised her hand. Turned his face away from coming face to face with Walter. In his heart he cursed because he had made the fatal mistake.

"My hand. Why can't it be conditioned. If it's like this, what am I supposed to do?" he cursed while closing his eyes.

"You want to help me change the bandage or not!" walter's ketus when Rosita no longer does anything.

"I'm sorry, sir. I was not intentional." Rosita took a bandage and prepared all the medical instruments that she would use. Breathe in to work to the maximum. No longer tempted with a field chest and a hotshot male maco tattoo in front of him.

"Have you ever taken care of anyone before?" ask Walter curiously. Obviously, he didn't want to take any chances either. Walter doesn't want Rosita to take the wrong action and make the wound worse.

"Remember, Sir." Rosita smiled as if she was imagining something. "My brother's a nurse in a hospital. You've seen a grandfather fall off a bicycle. We helped him and I helped my brother clean his wounds and bandage his wounds. That's just my experience. But, broadly speaking I know the tricks of changing bandages. You don't have to worry," Rosita replied with teary eyes. For some reason every time he said something related to his brother, Rosita could no longer stand up. I want to cry because I miss too much.

"Where is he now?"

Rosita who had opened all the buttons of Walter's shirt is now sculpting. The woman looked at Walter and smiled bitterly. "Sir, can you open this shirt? I'll help you."

Walter nodded. He opened the dirty shirt assisted by Rosita. After Walter's body was bare-chested. Now it only looks dirty bandages because of the blood that seeps. Rosita opened the bandage carefully.

"Why is he sad? Did I say it wrong?" walter's mind while watching Rosita's eyes look sad.

"Sir, can you move forward a bit? I had trouble turning the bandage, "pinta Rosita. Walter just moved his body forward without even answering. The man was again interested in paying attention to Rosita's eyes.

Rosita looks very painstakingly changing the bandage in Walter's stomach. After successfully making the old bandage, he immediately replaced the bandage with a new one. Rosita felt goosebumps when she saw the scar directly on Walter's stomach. However, he did not want Walter to know.

"Had the wound bled easily. That's the wound Mr. Walter has. If the wound was on my body, I don't think I would be able to bear the pain. Actually what he has done so that he can get such injuries," murmured Rosita who only dared in the heart.

Rosita twirled the bandage around Walter's stomach so that the bandage would not come off. It must be thick to keep the wound tightly closed. The shape of the wound was scratched to make Walter's skin torn to the side of the waist. My shadow Rosita was already horrified.

"It's over, sir." Rosita wanted to throw away the dirty bandages and put the P3K box back in place. However, when Rosita wants to move on, Walter suddenly holds her hand and forces her to sit back.

"What are you thinking?"

Rosita looks confused. He's not talking about anything right now. How could Walter ask such a question. "What do you mean, Sir? What am I thinking?"

Walter took Rosita's hand off. He turned his face away. "What do I care about him for? Right now the thing I have to do is investigate Rosita and make sure the woman is not involved with Alex Moritz" Walter muttered inwardly.

"Sir, can I go out for a while to throw this bandage away? I also want to take medicine and lunch for you."

"You better rest. I'll ask another waiter to bring me my lunch!"

Rosita was stunned for a moment. "Why did Mr Walter turn out so well like this? Is he grateful that I helped him change his bandages? Um, think what I am. Maybe Mr. Walter is tired of seeing my face. Isn't the waitress in this room pretty?" rosette murmured in the heart.

"You, Sir. I'm so glad I could be given a break permit." Rosita stood beside the bed and looked down respectfully. "Thank you, Mister. Excuse me first."

Walter just cleared his throat without looking. Even when Rosita left the room, Walter did not see the woman at all. Until finally the door closed tightly again, Walter looked towards Rosita was there.

Walter took his phone and dialed someone's number. He wants to give orders to investigate Rosita. Walter won't be able to sleep well if this investigation doesn't get an answer.

"I want you to bring me information about Rosita. Whatever it is, bring it before me!"

"Good, Boss."

Walter immediately disconnected the phone call. He put his phone back on the nightstand before continuing to work.

The sound of knocking on the door was heard again. Walter turned his face and looked at the door. "Lake in!"

The door opened and a man in a black jacket walked inside. Walter again postponed his job.

"What's wrong?"

"We asked Dr. Alfred to pick up Miss Rosita's bag left in the car, Boss."

Walter refocused on the bag that his men were carrying. "Put it there!" point Walter at his feet.

The man immediately put the bag in the designated place Walter. After that they bowed respectfully to say goodbye.

"What about the car? Is the damage severe?"

"So bad, Boss. It might take about a week to fix that."

Walter was silent for a moment before nodding. "Now you can go."

The bodyguard left immediately after getting the order. Not forgetting they closed the door.

Walter glanced at Rosita's bag that was now at her feet. Without asking for the owner's approval, Walter immediately retrieves Rosita's bag. Rosita's wallet is Walter's main concern. The man took Rosita's wallet and opened it.

His eyes widened when he saw a photo of a man he hated deeply embedded in the wallet.

"Alex Moritz's? Why is the picture here?"