Pursuing My Love of Hands

Pursuing My Love of Hands
Injured but bleeding



"Yes Mba, the guy's cool, handsome and ..."


"Whatever the form, from now on do not just accept the gift of people carelessly!" Mara goes straight into her room leaving Renata pecking with her guilt.


Mara sat on the chair with her head up. His eyes rolled to and fro staring at the ceiling of his study. His mind kept spinning, trying to remember where his pendant was.


Not yet found a bright spot, his mind has been added to the mysterious person who recently disturbed him. His eyes stared at the white rose bucket that was still on his desk.


"Why didn't that person meet me in person? Why leave the gift through Renata?"


There are many questions inside Mara about the mysterious man. Now he seems to be starting to be careful. He was afraid that behind this incident, something bad would happen.


Today Mara continues to struggle with so many cake orders. I don't know who ordered this much cake. What is clear, before he had never received such a large number of orders as now.


His body felt tired, it seemed like he had to go home soon because the day had begun to evening. If he came home too late, his mother would definitely lecture him again.


At seven, not as late as usual Mara went home. However, one unusual thing can be seen from the rearview mirror. Someone with a sports bike was behind his car. Since in front of the cake shop, the motorcycle was like following his vehicle.


Mara began to suspect, he decided to further increase the speed of his car. After he saw from the rearview mirror, it turned out that the motorcycle was no longer visible to his eyes.


"Am I thinking too negatively? That guy was one-way with me" Mara pulled her car over as her eyes saw the grilled corn merchant on the side of the road.


In the cold weather like now, he also wanted to enjoy the sweetness of the grilled corn.


"Sir, please burn two" Mara told the middle-aged man who was hoisting a bamboo fan on the corn she was burning.


"Please sit down, Non," The middle-aged man invited Mara to sit down waiting in line first.


Quite a lot of buyers of grilled corn tonight, not least young couples who disturb the view of Mara. Maybe because it's Sunday night, so a lot of young people are out enjoying this long night.


After thirty minutes of waiting, Mara got her order grilled corn. The tiredness of waiting was incomparable to him. But Mara had already ordered, she did not want to cancel just like that. However, he was also a trader and had felt the feeling if he got a unilateral cancellation from his commsumen.


"Thank you, sir," Mara gave the middle-aged man fifty thousand bills.


"The return, Non,"


"For you, please" said Mara kindly. Mara left the place to go to the location where her car had pulled over.


"If all the buyers were like that Miss," said the corn merchant with a feeling of pleasure.


When Mara tries to open the door of her car, she doesn't realize that someone took the bag out of her hand.


"Hey!!!" Shouted Mara with a feeling of surprise mixed with fear.


The pickpocket ran on his motorcycle. Mara tried to ask for help from the people around, but unfortunately the pickpocket had already taken a thousand steps quickly.


"Bugh!!!!!"


Byan kicked the motorcycle with the name 'King Jalanan' with his strong legs, making two people there fall down.


Seeing that, Byan immediately snatched Mara's bag. He also gave a bonus punch on the face of the perpetrator to make his nose bleed fresh.


"BABEH!"


But one of the perpetrators woke up and gave a blow to Byan's stomach to make him stagger. The fight between Byan and the perpetrator was dramatic.


One of the perpetrators who had received a blow from Byan also pulled out his weapon. A small but sharp dagger, he pointed the dagger at Byan. Thankful Byan was able to avoid it, but his right arm was scratched and bleeding.


But it did not stop there, Byan did not want to give up until his body floated giving a hard kick to the two perpetrators.


Seeing that, Mara immediately approached the man who had helped her. He wants to thank you for thwarting the crime that happened to him.


"This," Byan handed over Mara's bag with one hand holding her right arm that felt sore from the dagger incision.


"Impressively, this Mr ..." Mara tried to open her wallet and pulled out some pieces of red money, but she was late. The man in the leather jacket and wearing the helmet instead left just like that.


"Hey, sir wait!!" Shouted Mara calling the helmeted man she did not know his face. But his eyes could see, if the man continued to hold his arm.


"Is he hurt?" The Mara in the heart. If the man hadn't just left, Mara would have taken him to the hospital.


"So soon she's gone" Mara searched for her whereabouts. Until he could ask some people there maybe someone knows him.


But everyone there gave the same answer. No one recognized the figure of the helmeted man. Even those who are used to it here, have only seen it for the first time.


Mara felt sorry for not knowing the man who had helped her. If only he had not bought grilled corn, this would not have happened. But do not want to be in this place any longer, he immediately went home.


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Byan walked limped towards his house, he continued to hold his right arm which now had shed a lot of blood.


"Byan?" Asked Andryani who now saw her son moaning in pain.


"Umi, please medicine," pinta Byan with a whimpering voice.


Andryani immediately took the P3K box, he also immediately asked his assistant to immediately contact the family doctor to come to the house to check on Byan's condition.


Byan took off his jacket, he had seen an incision wound on his arm that was still bleeding.


"Byan, what exactly is going on, son?" Andryani asked curious and sad to see her son hurt.


"Just a little accident, Umi," Byan did not want to take the risk, he also did not want Uminya to feel worried.


"Byan, the wound is small but deep. It looks like it has to be sewed" Andryani said as she cleaned Byan's wounds and gave her first aid.


Byan moaned, his wound felt even more bitter when Andryani applied a red medicine on his skin. "Slow, please,"


"Yes, Son. Umi called Adryan's doctor to check on you,"


"No need, Umi. It's just an ordinary little wound, I just need to take anti-pain medication" said Byan so weakly, even so, her heart calmed down a little because it knew Mara was fine tonight even though she was injured but bleeding.


Drtta!!! Drtts!


Byan's phone shook, Sam's name was on the screen and Byan immediately answered the call from his secretary.


"How's it?" Asked Byan in a slightly whispering voice.


"I've been following him all the way home, sir," Sam replied from across the street.


"Ok," Byan hung up a phone call from Sam one-sidedly. It was not out of Andryani's attention. According to him, there was something that Byan was hiding from him. However, he did not want to know more for now.


Meanwhile, Sam who had managed to stalk Mara to arrive safely at his residence could only curse annoyed. Today her killer boss asked her to come home early, but when she was dating her boyfriend tonight, Byan called her for an important assignment. Like he had flown high, now he was dropped hard. His hopes of doing Date with his girlfriend also foundered.


"Gurgh!!" Sam hit the steering wheel of his car.


"What kind of important task is this? I look like a stalker!" Take Sam with his heart.