Painful Love (Painful Love)

Little Attention from Tsamara

"Stop hitting him, Brother Bima!" shout Tsamara.

Bimantara's body froze in place. Hands clenched in the air, refrained from scattering and sent back the blow on Yudhishthira's face. The man's jaw trembled, feeling emotions mixed with pain. I don't know what makes the CEO hurt, he doesn't know. However, certainly when he saw another man looking at Tsamara with a look of adoration all over the body felt like burning fire.

Tsamara approached Yudhishthira who was sitting on the floor. Dropped the floor, then reached out to Yudhishthira's face. Face grimaced when he saw the corner of the lips torn with fresh blood pouring there.

"It must have hurt a lot. Bima is outrageous. He couldn't control himself not to beat up someone!" gerutu Tsamara watched Yudhistira's face closely. Every inch of the man's face did not escape from sight.

Located only about one inch, making Yudhistira in feeling a puff of breath hit the face. The scent of perfume that is typical of Tsamara is smelled by his sense of smell, perfectly matching the personality of the beautiful doctor.

"Come, wakeup! Let me treat it myself. If not treated immediately, then even infection." Tsamara got up first, then reached out to Yudhishthira.

Yudhishthira received the helping hand and rose slowly. However, the sturdy body lost its balance to make it almost fall.

Reflexes, Tsamara wrapped her hands around Yudhistira's slightly raised waist. The body is like being electrocuted by millions of volts of electricity when it touches the dense, loamy muscle on the doctor's waist, no fat is created there. Then, he thought it seems the man next to him was diligent in exercising and maintaining food intake.

"Bima brother, you are outrageous! You should have thanked Dr. Yudhis for helping Mama Hasna. Not even hurt the one who helped your parents!" rebuke Tsamara when he is in front of Bimantara. "It's a good thing the part you hit didn't hit Doctor Yudhis's eye nerves. What if Doctor Yudhis's vision is compromised? Then he could not carry out his duties and responsibilities as a doctor. Who's the loser, brother?"

"You're usually just angry without ever thinking about how to make Mama Hasna sober." Out is already the uneg-uneg that is in the heart of Tsamara. All this time he can survive the attitude of the husband who is often angry for no reason. However, when there are other people who are victims of Bimantara, he certainly does not accept because if something bad happens to Yudhistira, he will not accept it, the good names of both families will be smeared and do not rule out this news will be an easy target for news hunters.

"But I did it because there's a reason, Tsa." Bimantara said softly, do not accept if he was blamed.

Tsamara looked up at the husband's brown iris. The two look at each other staring fixed eyeballs each. However, pieces of events some time ago returned to cross the mind of the girl.

Tsamara quickly turned her face in the other direction because she could not remember the incident that made her heart hurt. "Whatever the reason, it is not good if you put forward emotions rather than your mind, Brother. After all, Doctor Yudhis was the one who had helped Mama Hasna through the critical period. At least if you can't say thank you, be nice to him, brother."

Tsamara glanced at Yudhistira. "We're going to the doctor's office now. I'll treat your wound there." Without waiting for an answer from Yudhishthira, he immediately drove the tall man to a special room on the east side of the hospital.

Bimantara stared at Tsamara's back with a pushy look. A new lifetime this time felt heartache when watching the wife give attention to another man in front of her own eyes.

"Fuck!" aspir Bimantara rough.

After opening the door to the room and helping Yudhistira sit on the sofa, Tsamara immediately pulled out her mobile phone and asked the caretaker to bring her a P3K box. He could not have left Yudhishthira alone for fear that Bimantara was still vengeful and followed them into the room.

"I'm sorry Brother Bima for beating you battered like this, Doctor. I don't know why he turned this emotional" said Tsamara Lirih. He sat across from Yudhishthira, looking at the man guiltily.

Instead of venting anger at God's created beings who are said to be weak because they are created from the ribs of Adam, Yudhistira instead smiled despite grimacing slightly withstanding the pain due to the corner of his lips that were torn due to the raw bogem of Bimantara.

"No need to apologize. I can tell you why your husband was emotional. Due to jealousy made Mr. Bima angry and gave me a few punches in the face," Yudhistira chuckled half. There was a pain in the heart like thousands of needles piercing to make him feel pain when saying the word 'your husband' in front of Tsamara.

Tsamara sighed softly when Yudhistira mentioned the cause of Bimantara being angry and hit his co-worker in front of everyone. "Where could he be jealous. All this time my position in the heart of Kak Bima just as his sister, will not be more."

"As a man, I can see the spotlight in the eyes of your husband, Doctor Tsamara. He was angry because he saw our closeness. Although he's been thinking of you as a little sister all along, it's clear that your husband is being burned by jealous flames."

Tsamara did not know what to answer. If the girl had heard that Bimantara was jealous, she would have jumped as high as she could while shouting with joy. However, after witnessing the affair itself that occurred in front of his own eyes, he was not interested in it all.

The conversation between the two great doctors came to a halt when there was a knock on the door. A female nurse carries a box of P3K and other medicines that Tsamara can use to treat Yudhistira's wounds.

"Let me treat Doctor Yudhis's wounds. You just continue your work. Thank you for bringing me my order," said Tsamara softly.

"Then, excuse me. Come, Doctor Tsamara. Doctor Yudhis." The female nurse walked towards the door leaf, leaving them alone.

"Here, let me treat your wounds first so as not to get infected." Tsamara took out a cotton swab, then dripped a few drops of antiseptic liquid onto it. Then treat the wound on the corner of Yudhishthira's lips very carefully.

Occasionally Yudhistira grimaced as Tsamara's fingers touched the injured part.

All that movement of Tsamara's hands did not escape the sight of Yudhishthira. In his heart he smiled happily because for a lifetime he had never received attention from the opposite sex. Since he was a teenager until graduating from college, he was too focused on learning to maintain the value so that the school and campus continued to provide scholarships to him. Until unknowingly only he is the only student in the medical faculty in class M who has not married.

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