My Only One's

Two Sejoli

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Amara turned her head when the door was pushed from the outside, and the figure of Galang who appeared after she left for a while and returned ready with her work stellan.

The man was carrying a wheelchair, along with the completion of two nurses who helped him clean up in the morning.

"It's been three weeks, and the doctor says you need to get out for a breath of fresh air. It just so happened that it was still morning, and the weather was still very good" said the man after a short distance to Amara.

"Don't you go to work?" Amara glanced at the wall clock that showed 7:30.

"A little while." Error answering.

The girl stared at the wheelchair and Galang alternately.

"You can sit down, right?" He came back closer after setting the wheelchair on the right side of the bed.

"Udah, but don't know if I can …."

"I'll help you." The man extended his hand to the back of Amara.

Galang scooped up Amara's body, then shifted it little by little and made sure he did not feel pain.

"You ready?" he said as the girl sat on the bed and prepared to get off.

Amara nodded her head, while Galang moved to her left side.

He re-embraced Amara's back and restrained her as the girl set her left foot on the floor.

"Not to rush. Just slow down." Galang reminded, and his embrace moved to the waist.

He guided her until Amara was able to get close to the wheelchair. Although hard-earned because it is still not used to the cast that protects his injured leg and hand, but Galang managed to sit there.

The man took her out of the hospital after nearly three weeks of her confinement there, this time farther from where she recovered the injury.

The air was very good that morning. The bright shining sun warms the environment, but the air still feels quite fresh.

The beautiful backyard of the hospital is often a place to feel the other atmosphere in that place, and often also a means to divert attention from saturation.

Some of the patients were seen doing the same thing there, as were they.

"Do you want anything?" Galang chose the most shady place in the corner of the backyard.

Amara shook her head.

"Maybe you want to eat?"

"No. I'm not hungry yet."

Galang sat on the available garden chairs, and he let the girl enjoy her time. While checking the schedule Clarra sent for him that day.

"Umm .. the day after tomorrow we're married." The man put the phone in his pocket.

Amara turned her eyes.

"I. .. can't believe it's going to happen this fast. But …."

"Aren't you going to put it off first?" Amara cut her words.

"What?"

"Maybe Brother wants to postpone it first. Not until I finish surgery and get well."

"No way." The staff immediately replied.

"I think you want to postpone it first, because …."

"The administration's done, and it's only two days left. When I want to cancel the plan? After all, mom and dad have everything set up."

Amara fell silent.

"You doubt?" Galang leaned his body forward where Amara was.

"Don't you believe me?"

"It's not that." Amara answered.

"Why do you say that?"

"I just. "Amara bit her lower lip hard. "Sister will have to take care of me who's sick. Not to mention that you have to work. How will it go?"

"How is it, why?" Galang chuckled with his two narrowed eyes to form a crescent moon.

"Later it turned around. I won't be able to take care of Brother."

"I don't need to be taken care of, I'm healthy."

"Mh …."

"It's an opportunity I can't refuse, you know? Everyone has agreed, so what is my reason for delaying? If it's about waiting for you to heal, we can do it after marriage. It's better, too, because I'll be free to take care of you. Not as it is now." He laughed softly.

It's been imagined how they will interact after the agreement later. At least, he will not always feel awkward when it comes to helping Amara with all her needs without the help of others.

"Let's the soybean sister know?"

"Yes, that's for sure." Galang nodded his head while laughing.

"Seneng really wants to marry the day after tomorrow." Amara mutters.

"Actually I'm nervous to know?" Galang reached out his hand to grab Amara's hand.

"Double but laugh only?" The girl scrunched her mouth.

"Yes, nervous but excited. So, how do I call it? It's like I'm jumping from a height to celebrate something. Thumping but feeling impatient. Ah, .. Anyway you won't understand even if I explain." Galang chuckled, while Amara raised his eyebrows up.

"Do you feel like I feel?"

"I told you I was just scared." Amara answered.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not gonna do anything."

"Mh …."

"Yes .. unless you want …."

"I'm afraid the operation knows? What if it is not the same as planned? What if my face changes? What if I'm …."

"Sttt!" He put his index finger on the girl's lips.

"Don't think things through. The doctor who will handle you is not an arbitrary person. They were specially brought in through Nikolai Medical Center connections, so it's impossible to make a mistake."

"And Big Brother believes they'll do it that well?"

"Of course, they are experts. I've seen their reputation, and their track record is very good. So, what else am I gonna worry about?"

Amara was silent again.

"And the only thing I'm worried about right now is you." He grabbed the girl's left hand.

"Me?"

"Yes." Yeah." The man nodded.

"Why me?"

"Your mind can change at any time."

"Mh …."

"Even after I've done a lot of things, you can just ask to cancel everything even if the plan is ripe."

Amara clenched her mouth tightly.

"Aren't you going to continue?" Galang then asked as he pulled away, creating a greater distance between them. And he almost let go of his hand.

"Do you want to cancel the plan? If you don't want to, fine. Maybe I'll …."

Then Amara jerked her hand to get the man back near her.

"So, I like the origin of drawing my own conclusions" he said later.

"really?"

"Yes, the origin of horror or see other people say or do something, must make you make conclusions for no apparent reason."

He stared at the girl's face.

"Not without reason. Did you just say that? And you said the same thing a few times." Reversing the statement.

"I just want to convince myself."

"Convince me of what?"

"Convincing in case you won't regret marrying me."

"Repent you said?" Galang chuckled again.

"Yes, and I won't feel ashamed because it will be very troublesome for you."

The man shook his head.

"Everything I've done all this time isn't enough to convince you, is it? Is that why your mind is always like that? And you always repeat the same question?"

"Sister, I'm just …." Galang then grabbed his neck so that their faces were close together, then he stuck their eyebrows together.

"Don't talk like that anymore. You don't know how tortured I am." The man half whispered.

"And don't try to make me change my mind because that won't be possible!" He looked into his clear eyes.

"No longer threatened me." Amara chuckles.

"Whatever you say." Then he immediately released it.

"I'm taking you upstairs now." Checking his watch.

"Aren't you going to work now?"

"Yes, what else? Next month I'm living for someone other than myself. You think those money can go into my account by itself?" He then got up.

Amara chuckles.

"I have to prepare a decent dowry, right?" He pushed her into the hospital building.

"Marriage?" The girl looked up.

"Yes. When I married you just to carry this body? Where are we not celebrating the party anymore? What does the world say?" Galang took him to the elevator which then drove them to Amara's nursery.

Then he stopped his steps right in front of the door of the room when at the same time Piere walked out of the room.

"Piere?" Amara.

"Hi? I thought you were …."

"What are you doing here?" The team immediately reacted.

"I got a call from Mr. Arfan, so …."

"Umm .. I was assigned to accompany Ara today." Piere replied later.

"What?" Galang raised his voice.

"Sister?" 

"Why did Mr. Arfan assign you to accompany Ara? Where's he going?"

Piere opened his mouth to answer when Galang's phone rang.

"Your father Ra" he said, staring at the phone screen, then he swiped the green button to answer the call.

"Yes sir?" He then cleared his throat.

"Has Piere arrived?" ask Arfan from across the street.

"It's Sir." Galang glanced at the man who was the same age as his lover.

"I have to drop Arkhan off, he's got a game at school. And her mommy took her other sister. So we assigned her to dance with Ara today while you work."

"I …."

"It's impossible to leave him alone, but it's also more unlikely that for example you don't work today."

Galang thought.

"So his choice was to ask Piere to accompany him."

Why should he too? Galang glared at the young man with dislike.

"Good Sir."

"Well, if you agree. We had a deal, right?"

Who told?  inner grumbling.

"Yes sir, fine."

Then Arfan ended the conversation.

"What?" Amara.

"Your father ordered Piere to accompany you today." Galang explained in a dislike tone.

"Yes …." Amara with sparkling eyes, pleased.

"Heh, you look so happy about this?" But made the man grumble.

"Yes, am I going to be there?" Amara answered with a cry.

"If I accompany you, don't you say that?"

"If your brother will nemeninnya if night doang. Nemenin's sleeping."

"Hum?"

"If I sleep, brother take care of me."

"Just like that, right?"

Amara held back a smile. From the tone of her voice, she already knew that her future husband was very disliked it. Especially when he glanced at her, the man's face looked unsightly.

"Yes, there if you want to go to work" said Amara, which makes Galang a little flabbergasted.

"Piere, help me!" he said to his college friend.

And Piere almost did what the girl said before Galang stopped him.

"Let me!" The man immediately pushed the wheelchair into the wardrobe.

And Galang immediately scooped up Amara's body and then he sat her on the bed. Setting his position to be as comfortable as possible, and he made sure that his future wife got what she needed.

"I'm going first, right?" Sitting on the bed.

Amara nodded her head.

"If there's anything you can call. I'll definitely be here soon." The man spoke again.

"Where can? I don't have a hape?"

Galang was stunned for a moment.

"I forgot that your weather was destroyed during the accident" he said, then he chuckled softly.

"Hm …." Amara scrunched her mouth.

"It's okay, we'll buy it again."

Amara nodded again.

"That's okay, there's Piere. I'll borrow her wine."

He looked at the man standing by the door, waiting.

"If there was him I wouldn't be lonely. Sure." said Amara afterwards.

"Hmm .. definitely. You guys are so familiar."

"Yes, he's cool to talk to you?" Amara looked behind the man where her college friend was.

The roar looked loud.

"Udah, there if you want to work. It's noon." Amara glanced at the clock that was coiled around the man's wrist.

"You're upset with me, aren't you?" Struggling with a slow voice.

"Don't you have to work?"

"Ughh! If only today's schedule wasn't tight, I'd be skipping work." Struggling with annoyance.

"Eh, can't. My brother gets fired. How do we get married?"

The man clenched his mouth, holding back a smile. And his nose seemed to twitch comically, making the girl in front of him chuckle.

"Not funny that." Then his left hand touched Galang's face.

"You're making me feel impatient to wait two more days to find out?" And Galang blocked the girl's wrist when she pulled it.

"Can't wait to do what? People meet every day? See you in the morning, meet you. What afternoon again? Last night Brother here continues." Amara answered.

"You won't understand this even if I explain." He squeezed the girl's little hand with anxiety.

Then Amara laughed again.

"It's noon Brother." And the girl glanced back at Galang's watch.

"Udah wants a half-nine" he continued, and he actually pulled his hand from Galang's grasp.

"I know."

"Why not leave? Brother Dim will be angry."

"will not. At nine I had a meeting with the Bruneians at the Hilton alone, so let's just say that right now I'm on my way."

"Can you?"

"Can dong. I'm the second person in Nikolai Group. What can I not do?"

"Uuhh cocky!" Amara sneers.

He laughed as he approached.

"Go Brother." Amara held back her chest which almost wiped the distance between them.

"It's also leaving." Galang immediately pulled Amara's neck so that made their lips meet immediately.

And for a while he's pounding it so deeply like there won't be another time to do it. Even Piere's presence in the back was unable to stop him, making the young man turn his attention in the other direction.

"Mh …." Amara really pushed it up until the link of their lips came off.

"Sister's work!" he said with a slightly stingy breath.

Galang bit his lips hard, he was annoyed because he felt if his pleasure was disturbed.

While Amara blushed in shame, both of her cheeks alone until blushing so shamefully. What else is aware of Piere's whereabouts at that place.

"Alright .. I'm leaving." Galang got up, then he tidied up his suit.

"Don't forget the food and the medicine?"

Amara nodded her head.

"I'll be here by noon." The barge is walking backwards.

The girl nodded the song.

"Or if for example it doesn't come noon, then I'll come back here."

"okay."

"I'll come, just wait." The bar stopped at the doorway.

"Yes, I know."

The man looked at her for a few seconds, and remembered that he would want a future wife who in the next two days would be married. And it feels really heavy. There was another man assigned to accompany her today.

"Udah is half nine more, brother." Amara reminded.

"Umm .. Yeah, I know. I just .. until later." he said, and finally he actually left.

"What was that?" Piere looked out until Galang actually left before he finally closed the door.

"Don't discuss it." replied Amara with her face reddened.

"He wants to show you that you're his?" The young man walked closer.

"Mh …."

"It's weird, as if she feels threatened by my presence here, when you're getting married in two days." Piere shook his head.

"I told you not to talk about it."

Then Piere laughed, looking at Amara's face that was getting flushed even longer.

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