Revenge Wedding

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Meira immediately ran to Arga, her cry was immediately broken seeing the amount of blood coming out of the palm of her husband's hand.

"Ga! lo Ga's hand! let's get some medicine!" Meira grabbed Arga's hand covered in red liquid.

Arga got up and stared at Reihand for a moment before he left.

"Turn him, don't let him loose!"

Reihand nodded, before long Manji and Farel came to help to secure Bima.

The bawuran was finished and won by the Mandala children.

"We're going to the hospital now, right?" Meira said as they were in a taxi. Because of the wound in his hand Arga chose to leave his motorcycle gedenya on the campus parking.

"Well, let's go home. It's just a small wound."

"But the blood keeps coming out, sir we're going to the hospital now!" Meira doesn't care about Arga, she talks to the driver.

"No, sir, go straight to the scout road!" Arga insisted, Meira finally relented and followed the desire of Arga to go home soon.

Meira grabbed Arga's bleeding wrist and tried to close the incision in Arga's palm with the tip of his shirt. At least she hopes the bleeding stops.

Arga could feel Meira's body shaking violently, the cry on the girl's cheeks was still flowing profusely.

"Can't you take the car more quickly?! hunt, sir, speed it up, it's okay!" Meira glanced at the driver and with a panicked face.

The driver just nodded and could feel the car raising its speed.

Like a bewitch, Arga unconsciously raised her other hand and wiped away the tears on Meira's cheek.

Meira fell silent and their eyes collided for a moment. However, Arga immediately disconnected the eye contact by turning his face forward.

"Don't cry, I'm okay." Said cold.

Ten minutes later, a taxi carrying the two of them arrived in front of Alexander's house.

Meira helps Arga get out of the car. Susi who was sitting in the tv room was shocked to see the amount of blood that scattered from Arga's hand.

"Why else would Arga?" He asked Lusi, he immediately turned off the television, then walked over to his stepson.

"habit." Reply Arga indifferently.

He immediately went upstairs followed by a cold look from Susi.

"I want to take Arga's hand, excuse me." Meira buru buru following up.

After that, Lusi immediately took his phone in the room and called Andrew's number.

He wondered what had just happened to Arga whether it was Andrew.

"Hello, mah? what's up?" Ask Andrew across the phone.

"Ndrew, you know that Arga just came back from campus he was battered! the hands of the child like it was finished in the sharp object, mamah saw a lot of blood, this is you?" To the point Lusi immediately asked to the point.

"Why me? I even just found out from mamah, he was battered because of abis tawuran kali mah!" Answer Andrew.

"Ouh, I'm afraid you're Ndrew. Mom just wanted to know."

"Well you call me just want it to doang? yaudah, I hung up on you."

"Yes, Ndrew, sorry ya mamah bullied, you haven't left the office?"

"Not yet, at least seven o'clock I'll be back."

"Okey, I'll see you at home."

"Yes, um." Andrew hung up his phone call. He leaned on the back of his study chair as he looked up at the sky of his office space.

Because the news that his mother had told him about Arga just made Andrew think. Could this be Bima? these days, the man is hard to contact.

An outgoing call appears on his phone screen, but soon the call is disconnected.

"Damn it, the number's still off, where exactly is that son of a bitch? nothing is done right! argh shit!!!!" Andrew swept away all the objects on his desk blindly, the files immediately splattered onto the floor, the anger in his chest peaking as he recalled Bima's failure to carry out his mission to finish off Arga.

Just try Bima managed to make Arga gone, the position as the main heir to the Alexander family must have fallen into his grasp.

Meanwhile, in Arga's room

Meira picks up the medical box she kept in the closet, then rushes out of the room to fetch warm water from the kitchen.

On returning to the room, Arga had already opened his shirt which had changed color in line with the color of blood, Red.

Arga sat on the edge of the mattress, although it looked calm but Meira knew Arga was quite in pain due to Bima's attack earlier.

"Ga, here's your hand!" Meira sat next to Arga. He began to open the medical box and took out gauze and other equipment to clean the wound on the man's hand.

Arga stretched out his hand, while his eyes focused on Meira who was busy throwing the revanol over his incision wound.

"Aw!" The screech. Makes Meira look worried at once.

"Yes right?" Meira blew the niup of the palm hoping that the air passing from the cleft of her lips could slightly reduce the pain of scratches in Arga's hand.

But he did not realize that his actions actually made Arga smile, long enough he looked at the girl next to him, amazed more precisely.

Unknowingly his arm was already at the top of Meira's head, stroking the long hair slowly.

Meira looked up miserably, as soon as their eyes collided with each other.

"Something was in your head earlier." Tukas Arga is lying.

He also felt strange, why he arrived so misbehaved like this, but yesterday he still hated this girl so much.

What because of the fragments of his memories that had appeared in his head that made him slowly start to wonder at the figure of Meira, actually how important this girl in his life?

"Udah finished Ga, you want to eat no? I brought you here, huh?" Meira put the medical device back into the white box, she's done dressing Arga's wounds.

Arga shook his head, he stood up and walked towards the closet to get a towel.

"You want to take a shower? yaudah I took the plastic first let's not get wet the bandage." Meira was about to run out of the room but Arga quickly blocked her steps.

She had already reached the door before Meira managed to grab the doorknob, her tall body now blocking the exit.

"Eits, where are you going?"

Meira frowned.

"You go to the kitchen to take plastic for your hands, free dong diobatin if immediately wet hit by water again! how the hell?"

Arga wiggled his index finger.

"No no no! I don't need plastic. Huh!" Arga throws a towel at Meira's face.

Sret

Meira gawked, still not understanding Arga's intentions.

"Help me take a shower!" Said Arga while bringing her face closer.

Meira flinched and took a few steps back.

"That I don't want!"

"It's not an option, it's an order. And you know that I don't like to be denied the most!"

With a smile smrik Arga approached and immediately carried Meira's body into his arms.

He walked into the bathroom, not caring about Meira who was still struggling to be taken down.