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Episode 88's

It's Me (2)

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Aisakha's steps came to a halt, she was busy looking around, looking around the operating room. Just a couple of men and women. The man sat tightly hugging the woman who looked to close his eyes with a pale face, that was all that Aiskaha's eyes looked at.

　

Where's Nia? Where's Nia?

　

Aisakha looked the other way, not seeming the existence of Nia. And now, Aisakha's worry level had reached 10. Complete already, his right hand clenched, he was ready to tear down the walls of the Hospital to find the lamp of his heart.

　

Kristo quickly responded as soon as he saw the anger of the master. Immediately stood up, aligning his legs beside Aisakha. "Master, over there". Kristo's right ear pointed to the other side of the hallway, to the end of the operating room.

　

"Nia". Aisakha immediately ran over to Nia.

　

Pandu glared his eyes, puzzled to see a handsome man with a luxurious suit stelan running towards Nia. While Bowo, who realized there was someone else who was approaching Nia, smiled happily.

　

Thank goodness the president is here now.

　

"Nia". Aisakha was already in front of Nia who was sitting still, frozen in her grief.

　

"Thank God you've arrived". Aunty immediately stood in favor by Pakde, giving Aisakha room to approach Nia.

　

"Nia, baby". Aisakha called out to Nia, trying to release the two hands that tightly closed Nia's teliga.

　

Nia rebelled, shaking her head, trying to resist the hand that was trying to lower both of her hands.

　

"Nia, it's me. Open your eyes. I'm coming, baby". Persuade Aisakha while putting Nia's head on her chest.

　

Cessssssssss, instantly there was a gust of virginity in Nia's heart. Creeper must replace the pain, the pain little by little, which had inhabited the recesses of his heart. The warmth that Nia loved, very well known Nia. Her body began to relax, Nia's headrest began to settle in Aisakha's chest, Nia opened her eyes, lowering the soft hands that covered her ears.

　

"It's me, it's me, Aisakha. I'm here now. I'm a-coming". Their eyes clashed, Nia was digesting Aisakha's words to her just now.

　

Slowly, still hugging Nia's tiny body. Aisakha helped Nia to her feet, Nia was obedient, there was no rebellion, no attempt to resist Aisakha.

　

　

Instantly Nia regained her senses, with the rest of her strength she let go of Aisaka's embrace, pushing Aisakha's tall body away from her. For some reason, everyone who looked at the incident could only glare in confusion. Nia who had been looking calm in the arms of Aisakha, now within seconds turned rejecting the existence of Aisakha.

　

"More..Oh God". Aisakha felt helpless, her heart crying seeing the woman she loved so broken. It was obvious how pale Nia was, how tired she was, how fragile the figure of the woman who had become the owner of the body and soul of Aisakha was.

　

Aisakha stepped closer to Nia, held Nia's hand and placed both of Nia's hands on her chest. "Darling". Call Aisakha full of love to Nia.

　

Nia stared at Aisakha's sad face, staring deeply with all her heart that had been in mourning for hours from now. And instantly, out of nowhere the rest of her strength came from, Nia hit hard on Aisakha's chest. Once, twice, three times.

　

Nia was angry, I don't know what. Nia's very angry, isn't she? Is that the reality?

　

No, rather Nia was very scared, she was very scared at the moment, she was really scared

 Nia had felt alone, enduring all this fear. Nia was not ready to be left behind by Aunt Ros, until all of it was released by hitting Aisakha's chest.

　

Aisakha was silent, sculpting. Letting Nia continue to hit her chest, for a moment Aisakha could feel pain in her chest, but Aisakha ignored that feeling. Her heart ached even more at this moment, it was obvious to Aisakha how sad her lover was. The pain painting in Nia's eyes made Aisakha feel helpless.

　

"Gosh..non". Aunty shouted trying to finish Nia's punch on Aisakha's chest.

　

Aisakha raised her hand, signalling that the Aunt would not get close to them, letting Nia vent her pain.

　

"Cry, baby, I'm here". Speak Aisakha to Nia.

　

Nia's punch on Aisakha's chest began to slow down, beginning to weaken. The black fog in his eyes began to form warm clumps that were ready to be dropped. Just waiting for the order and the grains of pain will soon fall down to wet his cheeks.

　

Slowly, slowly, and slowly, Nia's punch on Aisakha's chest was just a pat, without energy. His eyes were fixed on Aisakha's blue eyes. Her body was shaken, Nia's fortification was shaking. His pretence is collapsing already. Nia's tears were dripping, rushing at the corner of her eyes. His pale face had been soaked in warm rubble that was already so strong in its durability.

　

Aisakha hugged Nia, tightly hugging Nia in her warm embrace. Trying to absorb as much as possible the suffering of the lover he loved so much.