Possessive Companions

Chapter 49

Darren parked his car in the Yunanda Group parking lot. When he arrived at the company lobby, he found Asya walking with Hendra laughing in response to Hendra's words.

Body riveted. Same with Asya. When he saw Darren standing not far in front of them, he fell silent on the spot. His feet cannot step. Their eyes are crashing at each other. Jatung Asya was beating rapidly.

Darren glanced at Hendra. The man smiled obliquely, as if to say, if he succeeds.

Darren's approaching. He stood near Asya and pulled out his hand.

"Follow me!" Flat talk.

"Deliver!" Asya jerked her hand until it slipped from Darren's grasp. Darren was a little surprised by Asya's response. He looked at her with eyes that could not be deciphered.

"Come, Brother!" Asya ignored him and pulled Hendra's hand away from Darren.

Darren's not chasing. He just stood up with a gaze falling on Asya's hand clasping Hendra's. His heart was racing fast. She's upset. But there was a feeling more painful than his anger. The pain as Asya ignored him.

***

Darren's back in his office. Although his face was flat with no expression, Darrel and Jiyo who were waiting for him in his room felt different from the man. But they did not dare to ask.

Darren dropped his body on the sofa. He leaned back while raising his head and closing his eyes.

Darrel and Jiyo looked at each other. And in the end, Darrel asked.

"Darrenes. You why?"

"I'm tired."

Darrel and Jiyo both glared their eyes. This was the first time they heard the word tired coming out of Darren's mouth.

"What time is it, Jiyo?"

"Four 1, sir."

Is he that tired? Even to see the clock in his hand? Inner Jiyo.

"I'll take a break. Don't bother me even when the time comes to come home." Darren said, get up and head for his dugout.

Darren and Jiyo could only catch their breath. Don't know what to do with Darren's mood which they think is bad enough.

"Come, let's just get out!"

"Yes, you're right." Darrel and Jiyo rushed out of Darren's room.

***

The clock is spinning rapidly. As Darren said, Darrel and Jiyo went home without disturbing Darren who was resting in his room.

Darren awakens when the clock strikes 7 nights. The company is so quiet. Darren regressed his body for a moment, then grabbed his phone. I hope there is a message from Asya. However, he had to swallow the disappointment because not a single notification came from the girl.

"Did you spend your lunch with Hendra?" Darren murmured as he wrote that to send Asya. However, he removed it back.

"I'll see you now."

Darren rushed out. When he arrived at the parking lot, he immediately entered his car. When Darren drives his car down the highway, several motorcycles follow him, then head him off on a deserted road. Darren got out of his car and confronted them.

"I don't hesitate to bump if you guys don't pull over." Darren said, cold.

"Groan!" The command of a man, who is the leader of the four bikes.

They're surrounding Darren. Six people, against one man. Darren is so calm. His eyes looked at them one by one, then moved against as they attacked him.

Darren was pretty easy against them. However, as he focused on the five people, one came and injured his arm using a knife. Making the suit and shirt he was wearing torn, as well as his arm. Blood came out soaking his shirt sleeves and suit.

Darren's angry. He turned around, and snatched the knife from the man, resulting in his palm also being injured. Darren hit and kicked him. Fear enveloped the men, until they decided to leave. But, Darren had quite quickly reached out to one of them.

"Who told you to?" Ask Darren.

"You don't need to know!"

"I broke your neck!" Gertak Darren's. Tightened his hand which twisted the person's neck.

"Shhhhhh... Oh, yeah." Her speech. He saw his friends who had gone away. "We've been told by Mr. Dra."

Huh. Apparently Hendra.

Darren then pushed the man to the ground. "Go!" His orders, make the man wake up and stumble up on his bike and away.

Darren stared at his injured arm and palm. "You'll pay later." He muttered, then entered his car.

Darren glanced at his phone. There's a message from Alisha and her mother.

Moms

When you wake up, go home, son.

Alisha

Sis, don't sleep in that big deserted building alone. Scary.

Garas

Go home soon, if you have enough rest.

Darren gave a small smile reading those messages. However, he could not obey them. He'll make a fuss if he comes home injured like that. Darren sent a reply to the three.

^^^Darren^

^^^*I stayed in the apartment.^^^

^^^Do not worry*.^^^

After that, he wanted to save the phone but he stopped. He remembered Asya. Darren turns on his phone and takes a picture of his injured arm and hand, then sends it to Asya. Let him be shameless like this.

^^^Darren^

^^^ Help me treat it.^^^

After sending the photo and the message Darren leaned his body against the back of the car seat. The distance to her apartment is pretty close. About 5 to 8 minutes.

Ting... The sound of the notification made Darren quickly look at it. A smile was etched on his lips as he read the reply message from Asya.

Assya

Where are you now?

^^^Darren^

Assya

On the floor and what unit?"

^^^Darren^

^^^*I will ask for someone^^^

^^^waiting for you*.^^^

Assya

Are you sure I came?

Darren only smiled as he read the message. Without retaliating, Darren put down his phone and drove his car to the apartment.

Asya rushed to change her nightgown with trousers and hoodie. He grabbed the key and rushed out. Edo and Irene were watching together in the living room.

"Pa, Mama. Asya's out for a second, huh?"

"Where are you going?" Ask Irene.

"To Darren's apartment." Answer Asya, honestly.

"Huh? What's the night-night Darren apartment for? Can't!" Edo. Irene glanced at her husband in annoyance. Not because he forbade Asya, but Edo's voice was quite deafening.

"Darling, small is your voice." Upset Irene.

"Sorry, sweetheart. But, this is a serious matter. What do people think of when you approach a man's apartment at night?"

Asya. What his father said has a point. But, he could not ignore his feelings that were so worried about Darren's condition.

"Darren's hurt, Pa. Here's the picture." Asya showed me the photo Darren sent. Edo and Irene were stunned and became worried about the boy.

"Darren is not usually like this. If he's in the apartment, then he's avoiding his house people to know what hit him." Edo and Irene nodded in agreement.

"Huufths... Alright. Dad allow. But, don't make it all right."

"No will. A promise."

"Mama, can you?"

"Yes, honey. Careful." Asya nodded then left her residence and went towards Darren's apartment.

Darren stays in his apartment unit with no intention of cleaning his wounds. He sat quietly while letting his injuries just like that.

After a long wait, the door of his apartment was knocked. He did not answer, but a few seconds later, the door opened and Asya entered with a worried face that he could not hide.

The girl sat down and her gaze fell on Darren's injured arm and palm.

"Yes, God. How did this happen? Who did this?"

"Moor." Darren replied without hiding it.

Asya looked up at him. His look was like anger. "Do not accuse without proof."

"You believe him so much?"

"Already, Darren. I'm here just to help, not argue." Asya said, making Darren speechless.

"Open your suit."

"Help me!"

Asya looked right at Darren's eyes. He took his breath. His hands stretched out to help Darren open his suit. Then, his hand stretched out to take off the tie that Darren was wearing. Darren's eyes can't be separated from Asya's. A small smile appeared on his face. He couldn't stop, his heart was beating fast. Perhaps, Asya could hear his heartbeat.

The same thing happened to Asha. His heart beat fast. He was nervous, but tried to calm down. As his hand was about to unbutton Darren's shirt, he stopped it. He hesitated to do it.

"Do you have scissors?" Asya asked, while getting the idea of treating Darren without taking off his shirt.

"No scissors." Reply Darren, flat.

Asya again took a breath. "Yes, let go of your shirt!"

"How do I do it?"

Yeah, how did Darren do it? His left arm is injured. His right hand was also injured. How he did it. Asya had to help him.

Asya lowered her head as her hands moved to take off one by one the buttons of Darren's shirt. His cheeks are red. Darren again smiled at him. It was very desirable that he kissed Asya's flushed cheeks. And out of nowhere, Darren drew his face closer to Asya's cheek.

As their distance was close enough and Darren's chance grew bigger, Asya suddenly lifted her face. Darren quickly pulled his face looking the wrong way in the other direction.

"Why is your cheek red? Is your arm really hurting?"

"No."

What does the arm have to do with the cheek? Inner Darren.

"You have a fever?" Asya touched the eel, but it did not feel hot at all. "You don't have a fever." Asya Guman.

"It's hot."

"really? But I don't feel hot. Never mind, I'll turn on the AC. Oh yeah, where's the p3k box?" Say Asya, then hurry to stand up.

"What about this?" Darrel pointed at the shirt whose buttons had all been removed, but were still attached to his body.

Asya grimaced softly. He forgot to take it off. How can he treat Darren's arm if he doesn't take off his shirt.

Asya immediately helped take off Darren's shirt. His face turned red when he saw Darren's muscular body. He immediately turned his face away, embarrassed.

"I-I'll take the p3k box." Asya immediately turned around. Darren couldn't hide his smile seeing Asya misbehaving.

"Do you know the place?" Darren's question made Asya stop and turn to look at him.

"Where?"

"Go to the kitchen. You'll find it there."

"All right." Asya immediately went to the kitchen as Darren said. While Darren, he smiled as he looked at his injured palm and arm.

Apparently, it's good that I got hurt too. Inner Darren.