My Sweet Roommate's

Men have no heart

Joana opened her eyes, hearing the loud knocking sound of the door repeatedly. His body was trembling, his body temperature was high heat. Trained, with a vague look, he walked towards the door of the room. With so much force he tried to walk, his body seemed to float. Joana's sick. As a result of the rains last night, fever and flu are now doubling him.

“That must be grandma,” murmured slowly.

Joana opens the door, “Grandma where to? Joana kangen, Nek..” witty before seeing who is in front of her.

“Build! it's noon, stop dreaming!” jolt someone before him in a high tone.

Joana was surprised, ah yes.he forgot that grandma was not home, the form of a good grandmother, loving and gentle, she forgot, he had changed and changed into a handsome, rugged man who accompanied him in this house. No, open accompany, maybe more precisely antagonize and trouble him.

“What's up Sir?” Joana held onto her nape which suddenly felt goosebumps as the wind hit her skin, she was cold.

“What did you say? see what time it is? and you still want to be lazy?!” Alva pointed right at the expensive timepiece that was coiled in his right hand. “Almost eight hours, Joana.”

“Iya Sir, I know, but I-“

“Please move your butut motor, my car can not get out!” tell Alva, then step out of Joana. “I wait now!” he shouted again from a distance of several meters.

Joana forgets that if she parked her bike in the back of the man's car, she doesn't want to feel guilty. One of whom Alva put his car in the middle without giving access to Joana's motorbike passed into the garage.

Her steps are gontai, Joana clinging to whatever is nearby, walls, cabinets and chairs. “Oh yes key.” he forgot the key, and went back inside his room. The dizziness in his head continued to hit, it felt like swirling around. However, Joana still tried to open her bag to find the key to the motorbike, finally met and now in her grasp. But the power is not that strong even though Joana tries strong. His gaze suddenly blurred, his body as if floating and crashing just above the bed, with both legs stretched down.

“Gosh, why so long, he intentionally? or maybe, he took a shower, and he just came out of the room?!” the arrogant man grumbled. Can't wait for Joana, she's back inside. What he saw now really managed to make his emotions peak.

“Badness!” in her eyes, Joana seemed to be sleeping on purpose. “You want me to treat rough, yes?” Alva pulls Joana's hand which feels quite heavy. Because the woman was not powerful at all.

“Joana?” the man again let go of Joana's hand, his face covered in hair. Alva was reluctant to touch her hair that looked like it was rarely shampooed.

“Joana, don't act just because you're afraid I'm angry?” Alva spoke again, folding both arms in the chest, without him knowing his interlocutor was now unconscious.

“Joana?!” jerk again.

Alva clucking. Inevitably, she flicked some of Joana's hair until the woman's face appeared with her eyes closed, nose flushed, lips dry and pale.

“Joana?!” Alva rubbed the woman's cheek gently. Wiggling his shoulders, but no results. His body feels hot to the touch.

“Arrgh. Nyusahin.” Alva took the key of the motor that was in Joana's palm.

The man ran to the yard moving the bike himself, after which he carried Joana's body up to the car, and placed it in the back seat. Not forgetting to lock all the doors, Alva left the house and drove her car to the nearest clinic.

Every now and then Alfa sees Joana through the rearview mirror, the helpless woman is still using her doraemon motive negligence that looks ridiculous in the eyes of Alva.

Again, for the second time Alva carried him, to the IGD in a clinic not so far from home. Alva was confused, his phone kept ringing since, he ignored the important thing he was trying to save Joana. Whatever happens later, it's business later, he thought.

Alva is greeted by several nurses who have brought a patient bed to Joana. “The body is hot high, Sister,” is obviously the man.

“Good Sir. We handle.”

Alva's phone is ringing for the next time. He reached into his pocket, on the screen there was a video call from Zea.

“Pak, Father is not awake?” the woman immediately greeted him as Alva received the call.

“I have a little-“ affair

“But this potential investor is very important, sir. I desperately try to be able to arrange a schedule to meet with them.” Og Zea. While brushing her hair and her face made-up. “Bapak again where is it?”

“I'm again in the clinic,” replied Alva soberly.

“Who is sick, Sir?”

“Udah, you wait there, I'm going there now. “

Without a second thought, the man just left Joana. Without any message to the medics who were there. Not because she was affected by Zea's charm, but because given the woman's words that this morning was a very important meeting with potential investors. Let's say he's like a man with no heart right now, his mind is raging between Joana and Zea.

at the very least, I tried to take her to the clinic. Besides, I'll also come back here after the business is over.

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Joana's fate without a grandmother