Poor Girl Owns a CEO

Poor Girl Owns a CEO
The dark life



Nayra had hoped that when she was healed maybe one day she would declare her love. Well, even though it seems a bit strange, but Nayra wants to fight for the love that she always reserved.


But the storyline he made was not according to fate. Dashed is his hope. There was no spirit of life for him.


What if this paralytic becomes permanent, and cannot be cured? Is his life story this dark? I'd rather die than live like this. Thought Nayra.


Nayra lamented her fate, enduring the pain that could not be expressed in words. It is undeniable that he is saddened by what he is going through.


Erlan rubbed Nayla's head gently. The beautiful woman looked up at the perfectly sculpted face. Nayra's eyes glazed over, Erlan who saw her felt sad as well. He cupped Nayra's two cheeks and said, "Don't be sad if I'm here, you're not alone. You can definitely go through all these obstacles."


"Why should I bear all this burden?" Nayra cried "does the world hate me?" her crying was non-stop.


Erlan could only hug him while calming him down because she could not see the lover like this.


The Nayra family had already arrived they were also saddened to hear this bad news. Nayra's mother entered the patient room where Nayra was, she saw Nayra sitting on a cage while bowing her head.


"Dear." Call his mother, just contact Nayra turned towards the source of the voice.


Nayra's eyes were reddened and swollen from crying and dissolved in sadness.


"Mothers... " His mother hugged her daughter who was crying again.


Nayra's mother could only endure the crying of seeing her child who was falling. Despite holding back the crying, her eyes and nose were still red. He took a breath and slowly breathed it out.


"Mother's son why cry? Don't cry anymore, the condition will get worse."


"But Ma--But


" Don't cry. Mother's child should be excited" her support is a little pushy.


Finally Nayra could be persuaded to stop crying but at the end of this she was more quiet, no more words smile, there was only a face of sadness. He always refused to eat.


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On a sunny morning, Nayra came out of the patient's room assisted by the nurse. While Erlan, he had to go to the office to replace the position of Diki who is now sick due to fatigue. Since yesterday Erlan did not come to Nayra because of office affairs so he himself had to work overtime.


Nayra came out of the ward with the nurse in a wheelchair. They just went to the hospital yard, to breathe fresh air.


"Stop here." Nayra said coldly to Nurse.


Nayra closed her eyes, enjoying the gust of wind that hit her face and hair. Nayra did not care about the nurse beside her. The nurse asked him to speak, but Nayra did not press him at all. He was tired of the people in this hospital, because every day he saw their faces that did not attract him at all.


The silence broke when we heard someone's call, we together turned to the source of the sound.


"Siti, you were called a doctor. Hurry to her room because there's something important to talk about" said the nurse who called the woman next to Nayra.


"But I'm accompanying my patient? "


"You leave it alone, let him take care of her." urged the friend to nurse Nayra.


"I don't want to go back yet" Nayra said coldly to the person in front of her.


"Sorry Madam you have to come back first because we have more important business." urged the woman to upset Nayra.


"If I say no yes no! Is this how you treat your patients?" Nayra said that because she was already upset with a woman who was much older than her.


Nayra's nurse, Siti, approached Nayra and said, "Well if Madam wants to be here. But please don't go anywhere before I come."


The two nurses had left, Nayra just stared at their departure with a knotty smile.


Hew


Nayra was breathing out violently.


"When am I like this? It can only trouble others." Nayra muttered to herself, recalling Erlan's overly kind service to her.


Nayra was afraid that she could not return the favor Erlan had given her. All Nayra needs have reached 500 million rupiah. Be it money therapy, drugs, surgery, and so forth.


Nayra flashed a smile, remembering the kindness and sweet smile Erlan had given her. But the look on his face suddenly changed considering his condition like this.


Because his mood suddenly changed Nayra went from that place by moving her wheelchair by herself using her right hand.


He did not care what the nurse said. He knew that Erlan was the one who told the Nurse to look after Nayra while she was not around. While both of their Nayra parents also like to visit their children only if there is free time, because both Nayra's parents are working.


"Nayra is that you?" Nayra stopped when she heard the words of the one who called her name. He looked back to find out who the voice belonged to.


It turns out that Arsyan was a short friend a long time ago. Nayra replied to him with a wry smile.


"You're still sick, huh? Aren't you operated on? but why are you in a wheelchair?" this is how Arsyan always asks in succession to Nayra.


"I'm paralyzed." Nayra replied to him briefly, to discuss that he was unwilling.


"Why can it? you're not kidding, are you?" it is seen that Arsyan was surprised by what Nayra said.


"As you can see. I don't want to talk about this."


Arsyan understands why Nayra said that, he knows Nayra is now in a slump to see his condition like that.


"Hmm, okay. Bye I'm leaving."


"You don't want to help me?" ask Nayra before Arsyan goes away from her. The handsome man turned towards Nayra, and approached her.


"I thought you could." Arsyan pushed Nayra's wheelchair at the woman's request.


"My left hand is paralyzed, so I can't. Who are the flowers and chocolates for?"


"This is for Laura, my Skretaris. His illness recurred again so he had to be taken to the doctor." They talk while walking.


"What disease is he suffering from?"


"He's got a stomach ulcer." Nayra replied with ber oh ria.


As soon as they became silent, no one else spoke, they were busy with their own thoughts.


"Do you love Laura?" I have no idea where Nayra could ask Arsyan.


"Why are you asking like that?" Arsyan asked back. Honestly, he doesn't know what to answer because on the one hand he likes Nayra and on the other hand he loves Laura.


"No! I just asked if it couldn't be?"


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