Sagaras

Part 49's

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"What's your hand?" ask Tata who panicked when she accidentally saw the wound on Sagara's hand.

"It's okay, it's just a hot aer," Sagara replied, he immediately pulled back his hand as Tata tried to touch. There was a sense of unease in the young man's heart when approached by another girl.

His heart was not good and there began to be discomfort. Sagara who is not aware of the feeling is still trying to behave normally even though he is still trying to avoid.

"Udah in-, treat it?" tata asked who was surprised by Sagara's rejection, usually he was always ordinary. Never mind being touched, hugged or hugged the young man was never a problem.

"Already, this is also better because it is treated," replied Sagara who immediately smiled because the shadow of the wife also flashed clearly in the corner of his eyes.

"Thank God, but let's not let the infection get to the hospital, let me drive home from school how?" tawar Tata, for those who know his feelings of course this is common because he is very attentive to Sagara for the past 3 years, even being the only girl close to the Pradipta heir.

"No need, just be diligent at home later love the burn medicine, don't worry, Ok." Sagara then scrambles slowly Tata's hair and then leaves, if Sagara knows if his girlfriend is now blooming her heart.

Love in silence wins painful especially he is always reminded by Marcel and also Bian if they do not want the fourth friendship to be uncomfortable because of the feeling of Tata that seems unrequited, and also the feeling of Tata, and it will cause awkwardness between the two if until Sagara knows Tata keeps the taste for him. However, is not every human being unable to resist to whom his love is anchored?

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Sagara who just entered the car can breathe a sigh of relief because it has escaped from his friends to not hang out this afternoon. He who has a new barrel in the room with his wife certainly will not miss it.

"Definitely stuck, nyesel really bring a car," he said while breathing rough, this is also one of the reasons Sagara prefers to bring a motorcycle because he knows how crowded the streets of the capital.

But, for the sake of going home to the angel of his world he certainly had to be patient even though in his heart continue to curse rudely.

Until the long journey ended in the garage of his home car, he immediately went down and rushed into the house that gave many good memories with the Mama.

"Good day, sir."

"Where is my wife? what did he eat today?" ask directly Sagara who has entrusted Aisyah to one of the service heads in his house.

"The young lady left with the big madam three hours ago," the bespectacled middle-aged woman explained to her young master.

Sagara who heard this immediately frowned, he rogoh his pants pocket to reach the phone in there.

Sagara quickly headed to his room to charge his phone which turned out to be inactive. Really he was curious whether Aisyah sent him a message or not because Sagara did not check the flat object at all.

One, two, three four and in the first five minutes he tried to activate his goal again and sure enough, there were some missed calls and messages from Aisyah.

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[Saga, I want to go with Mommy, will you let me not? ]

One by one the messages are read by Sagara which almost all contents are the same that is permission to go.

He took a breath and then slowly threw it away, he could guess what the woman was all about while waiting for news from her. He must be between two options: stay at home or go with his Mommy.

But, amidst his guilt Sagara immediately turned his head as he heard the sound of the room door opening.. Aisyah was shocked when she saw Sagara sitting on the edge of the bed and got up and approached her.

"What did you bring?" asked the young man who instead focused on the paper bag in the hands of his wife, Sagara knows and can read clearly if the writing is one of the famous brand DAlAaman.

"This? ah. no! it's nothing" said Aisyah who panicked. She did not know that her husband had come home and was in the room. The condition of the house and he who was in a hurry when entering made him not get any information.

"Here love me" asked Sagara who was getting curious.

"No! this is mine," replied Aisyah who still maintained what was in her hands. Not because he is stingy, it's just that he is embarrassed if Sagara knows what the Paperbag is about.

"I see doang, not want to take it," said Sagara who is anxious, if not his wife can be sure Sagara will seize it by force.

"Yes but I don't want to!"

"Why?" ask the boy who is still wearing the school uniform.

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I. I'm afraid you told me to use this.