Secretly Loving You's

Ch 30 - Embarrassing Occasion

"You ...."

"Y-yes Sir?" reply timidly.

"Can't you just don't worry people?"

"Sorry Mr ...." I can only bow my head. At first I was very happy to see him worried like that, but when he positioned himself as him, a feeling of guilt ambushed me.

"Your father and mother entrusted me to take care of you. You are my responsibility. When something happens, what should I tell them?" When in serious mode like this, he looks scary. His eyes are looking at me sharply. I couldn't return her eyes until I lowered my head.

"Yes sir, sorry ...."

Again hiding in the word "responsibility". If it is just a responsibility, you cannot fall asleep while holding my hand like that. Just tell me that you actually have more feelings for me. Is it, sir?

A few moments quiet. It seems that Mr. Armand intends to lecture me, but refrains. Until I finally heard him sigh.

"So much pain?" tanyakanya. This time his voice softened. I shook my head. "Next time, don't stay away from me. Understood?"

I nodded my head strongly. "Understand Sir. I won't go far anymore."

"Good." She stroked my hair. His eyes softened. It seems that Mr. Armand has forgiven me.

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry .... I've messed up the show ...."

"The way is to keep going even if you don't go."

"-I mean, I've messed up our branch. I-I'm sorry Sir .... Because my carelessness became like this .... Don't worry, I will be training again tomorrow. Despite losing a few points, but ...."

"You'll stay here for the next three days. Do you have any idea how many stitches you got for that wound?" I shook my head while glancing at the bandage that wrapped my right calf. Looking from the length of the bandage, it seemed like the seams were quite a lot.

"Do you think the patient who received the blood transfusion is fine?"

"I'm fine, sir. My body is very healthy. This infusion can be opened right now." Mr. Armand's face again looks dark. His expression became stiff. He approached while pulling the edge of the blanket.

"Sleep. It's still two in the morning" he said in an indisputable tone. I, who had opened my mouth, prepared to argue, closed my mouth tightly and answered only with a nod.

He helped me to arrange the sleeping position. After lying down comfortably, she pulled the blanket over me.

"To reduce the pain, once every three hours you will be given medicine. I'm gonna wake you up. Now go to sleep." I looked at him with a wondering look, it seemed like he could catch the contents of my head. "I slept there. If you need anything, call me." The man pointed at the sofa that was two meters from the bed.

Seeing and imagining Mr. Armand sleeping on the sofa made me feel bad.

"Brother doesn't have to accompany me. You can go back to the hotel. I'm already okay. If you need anything, I'll call the nurse ...."

"Arsha, I'm tired. Sleep on." Strict and indisputable tone.

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After the nurse left, I waited for Mr. Armand to go back to sleep. Asking for help to the restroom while the man is awake would be a shame. But instead of sleeping, the man was sitting next to the bed. Asking this-that.

"She slept again. I'm doing fine. I'll sleep too."

"Ear morning. I can't sleep anymore. Is there anything you need? Is there anything that makes you uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, sir. You can go back to my father's place." My words became more subtle. How not, my bladder screams for removal. It feels so unbearable. I had to scrape the bed sheet to hold it.

"You sure?"

"Very sure! Justjust please. Returning. Into place. You!" Arghh, I can't take it anymore! With a flash I pressed the nurse call button repeatedly.

"What's wrong? What do you need?" Mr. Armand who saw me push the button immediately came closer. I was biting my lips with my hands still squeezing the bed sheet. Refraining that fluid to stay inside my body.

"Arsha? You why? Is anyone sick again?" His tone sounded very worried. But I don't care anymore. All I need now is a nurse, not Mr. Armand!

"Arsha?!" Mr. Armand is holding my shoulder. I shook my hand, telling him to leave, but Mr. Armand remained firm. Instead of moving away, he was getting closer.

My tears are coming out. This can't be happening. Don't let me embarrass myself again. Help me sister!! When this happens, I will never have the face to meet Mr. Armand again! Forever!!

I clutched the edge of the bed, trying to catch my breath. Trying to think of other things. Distract my mind from the center of the bladder.

Two minutes later, two nurses arrived in a hurry. Unfortunately, two male nurses came. Really shit!!

"What's up, Mom? Is there anything we can help you with? Is anyone sick?" Like Mr. Armand, the two nurses approached. I want to scream so loud!

I shake my head strongly. Waving their hands, telling them to leave.

"Sha's? What exactly are you? Your face is pale. Mom, do something!" Mr. Armand said as he wiped the cold sweat on my forehead. He snapped at the two nurses who looked confused.

I couldn't see the drama of the showdown. I've reached the limit. I was unable to resist the impulse that was about to come out!

And finally the liquid came out. Emptying my bladder. Wetting blankets, bed sheets and mattresses. The first thing I felt was, of course, a great sense of relief.

The second thing is, I want to die right then and there!! Aaarrrrgggghhh!!

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