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Already a few days, Salsa made a baper by her own legitimate partner. What is the power of Salsa who is always fascinated by men who like it when the school era first. He had long harbored his own feelings for Dirga.

After the second dawn prayer with Dirga, Salsa made her way to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Salsa did not wake up if Dirga did not wake him for prayer. Her body is too tired. Sick when I woke up.

Salsa opened her refrigerator to see the contents. The fridge was still full of her needs because she had just had a monthly shopping yesterday.

The menu that Salsa chose this morning was chicken soup. In rainy weather this early is perfect breakfast with fruitful food. He was cutting small red onions for the complementary seasoning. However, by accident, his index finger was hit by that sharp blade.

"Astaghfirullah, aw!" salsa said slowly but was able to invite the attention of Dirga who happened to be walking behind him about to take a drink in the refrigerator.

"Why, Sal?" dirga asked a little panicked.

"No papa brother."

"No papa what, Sal? It's bleeding, really," Dirga said as she picked up a P3K box for Salsa.

Salsa was holding back the pain at her fingertips. For some reason, his hands shook violently. His breathing became increasingly congested as the blood gushed out. Indeed the wound was not wide, but it made Salsa short of breath. It was as if the air supply did not want to be friendly with him. That made Dirga even more panicked because he saw Salsa's face suddenly pale and had difficulty taking in air supply.

Dirga immediately ran after picking up his P3K box. Soon he took Salsa out to his car garage. Without locking the door first, he immediately left his yard to get to the hospital.

Of course Dirga is worried about Salsa's condition!

Salsa was immediately rushed to the ER. She waited outside with a panicked face. He chose not to tell Salsa's parents first because he did not know the exact condition of Salsa. Rather than panic both parents Dirga and minded assortment.

After a while, the doctor who examined Salsa came out to look for the patient's guardian. Dirga immediately rushed to greet the doctor.

"How's my wife doing, doc?"

"Your wife is okay, sir. It's just a sharp trauma" the doctor told Dirga.

Dirga scrunched his forehead while muttering softly, "sharp trauma,"

So, Salsa has trauma.

"Trauma sharp is an injury that occurs when an object penetrates the skin and enters the body tissue, causing an open wound. And that kind of thing sometimes traumatizes a person. People who have sharp trauma will be more sensitive to the body. Like shortness of breath from imagining the sharp object" the doctor explained to Dirga.

After chatting for a while, Dirga entered Salsa's room. Salsa was allowed to go home because of his condition. Dirga thrusts a kiss in front of Salsa. He remembered, if in a state of crying or not good, Salsa always needed candy.

Salsa took it and ate the candy.

"You can go home. You want to be treated here first, do you go home?" The Dirga Barn on Salsa.

Salsa shook her head, "come home, brother."

Dirga obeyed Salsa's orders. Previously Dirga offered her body to hold Salsa. And that kind of thing was clearly rejected by Salsa, let alone this hospital where she worked. He doesn't want to be in the spotlight. As a result, he chose to be pushed using a wheelchair to the hospital parking lot.

Dirga casually pushed the wheelchair while chatting lightly. Salsa is in an uncomfortable position at the moment. The shame and shame he felt. Not only that, the guilt was still lingering in his heart. She has troubled her husband.

"Yet you started moving to a military hospital, huh, Sal?" Dirga asked suddenly on the topic.

Salsa nodded her head.

"Well, you can meet every day dong," said Dirga relaxed.

Salsa's cheeks flushed hearing that phrase. What Salsa saw first, Dirga was a cold and gluttonous person. But, after marrying him, Dirga became fond of replacing him. In fact, when school became his first level brother, the character of the boy was cold.

"Not really, brother."

"I used to be that cold and cold. But as time goes by, such a thing is useless. I look more arrogant," Dirga said suddenly. While pushing a wheelchair down the aisle of the hospital that still looks relaxed.

Salsa just kept listening.

"I used to love drinking, Sal. I am the most depraved human being in the world. Again and again, I get a rebuke from Allah to go to His straight path. I regret. Even very sorry," said Dirga while looking ahead. In a moment, they will arrive at the hospital parking lot.

Salsa was silent.

"My medicine is not as good as it is today either" he said.

It is true, someone who used to look very bad worship and behavior, if you intend to be a good person will certainly be realized even though in the process there are always obstacles that are always present. Because in this world it is not instant. Instant fried noodles only need to be boiled to eat. Same with life.

The key to life is one, intent. Intention to do something positive of course.

Sometimes God changes the course of human life to become a better person. Whether it is God swt. reprimanding us in an anti-mainstream way or just the opposite. It's all a silver lining for ourselves.

Dirga carried Salsa to get into his car and Dirga followed in.

"Sal," Call Dirga who makes Salsa turn.

Dirga brought his body closer to Salsa, which made his wife shake. Dirga just wants to put a seat belt on Salsa.

Don't ask how Salsa's heart is!

Of course it is like a person who is running a 100 kilo marathon.

"The safety belt hasn't been put in place yet."

However, Salsa ignored Dirga's sentence. Salsa instead enjoys the masculine scent of Dirga's body.

Salsa is not a sin, is it?

"Sal, why dumbass?" dirga said that made Salsa a mixed reaction. Salsa just shook her head.

"Sal, any more than that? You're angry the same, me?"

"No brother. No."

"Sal," call Dirga again which makes Salsa more gerogi in this situation.

Why didn't Dirga run the car immediately, then?

"I want you to support me to be the best priest for you,"

What did Salsa do after hearing that sweet phrase?

To be continued...

Hi how? Is anyone curious? Salsa is not it?

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