
"loh mas kok canceled my order anyway" whinek Jira called the online motorcycle taxi he ordered earlier.
📱bla.. bla...
"but mas.. " said Jira cut off because the phone connection was cut."ah shit, keep me home the same what dong" muttered Jira stomping his leg. "aaaww. iiiisss... where are my legs really again" ringis Jira.
tin...
"let me drive you home" Zafa said from the car
Jira went straight into Zafa's car because he really needed a ride
"his feet why" asked Zafa coldly
"ah, this seems to be sprained" Jira replied holding onto her swollen legs
"we're in the hospital" Zafa asked flatly
Jira shook her head "no need sir I just want to go home" Jira explained
namum Zafa did not budge he just silently drove his car to the nearest hospital.
arrived at the hospital as heavy rain. Jira decides to get off on her own, but as her leg gets swollen and bruised, she falls while getting out of Zafa's car.
"bww.." ringis Jira.
zafa is forced to get out from behind the wheel to help Jira get into the hospital.
30 Minutes Jira's feet were wrapped in a special bandage for her sprained legs. The rain had begun to subside and Zafa again guided Jira into the car
"go in first sir" invited Jira when he arrived at his rented house. "i made tea very first so as not to catch a cold because the clothes of the father wet".
Zafa decided to enter because he felt cold using a wet shirt and pants
Jira also served ginger tea to Zafa so that his boss would not catch a cold. Jira went into the room to change her clothes which were also wet.
the girl looks more beautiful after cleaning herself.beautiful more natural
"sir, you can change the shirt first as internal" said Jira thrusting clothes and black boxer owned by Zafa who he used to wear.
Zafa looked doubtful
"father calm down, I have washed and I am clean I guarantee I do not have skin diseases or diseases that can be contagious" said Jira
eventually Zafa receives the shirt that Jira gave him, and he steps into Jira's room and changes clothes there.
ceklek...Zafa came out of Jira's room.
"ah... is it done? the wet shirt is left, sir, let me wash it, and thank you for driving me and helping me" said Jira smiling sincerely at Zafa
uh... Zafa was made to melt with that sweet smile.
"ahem..." Zafa nodded to himself.
"well then I go home first" replied Zafa flatly and went straight out to his car.
*at Zafa*'s house*
Zafa was already in his room, he entered the bath to clean himself, but when he opened his clothes and pants Zafa remembered that the interior and clothes he was wearing had been in Jira. that means the girl knows about how big Zafa's size is.
and unfortunately again Zafa's property began to stiffen when he remembered Jira when wearing a transparent shirt showing the tip of Mount Jira who did not wear a barrier while in the office.
"aarrrggghhh.." growled Zafa ruffled his hair in frustration.it forced him to soak and play solo while imagining Jira.
whahuh? imagining Jira Zafa shaking his head quickly.
is Zafa already starting to be interested in Jira...?
hhhmm.we see how strong Zafa's heart rejects Jira's charm.