Take Me Off

Take Me Off
TAKE ME OFF | 44



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After a journey that took hours, Nayra finally reached where Evano was treated. Seen there, Evano sits in a wheelchair, accompanied by a female doctor.


"Nayra, come on." Mrs Jasmin called. Nayra inevitably returned to continue the path that had been delayed. He still couldn't get to meet Evano. Even to show her face, Nayra felt very embarrassed.


"Vano, let's eat first."


"You haven't eaten yet."


The doctor's soft voice made Nayra silently fixated. That voice is so soft. It was as if they had known each other for a long time.


"Son, look who did you bring?" exclaims Miss Jasmin cheerful. Miss Jasmin suddenly pulled her body until she reached Evano. For a moment Nayra and Evano fell silent. They look at each other.


Nayra was silently glued to look at the pale face of Evano who looked very thin. The man's body was thinner than the last time they met.


"Nayra." call Evano down. Both of his eyes were already glazed. The doctor who was crouching in front of Evano immediately shifted his body, giving space for the two to meet.


Mrs Jasmin smiled. After a long time Evano never let out his voice, but this time Ms. Jasmin was grateful to be able to hear her son's voice back. That girl-Nayra again brought good development to Evano.


"Vano." call Nayra barely audible.


Evano pulled Nayra, hugging her very tightly. The longing that he had recently felt was as if he had hioang for a moment after finding Nayra before him. The girl has returned. True Nayra couldn't have just left him.


"Darling, Nay, where are you going? You're doing all right? No one got hurt? Or-or do you have a problem? Come here story, I'll be horrified. Don't get rich gini. Don't leave suddenly again, Nay."


Evano further tightened his embrace, inhaling the voracious fragrance that was wringing from his girl's hair. His eyes were closed, it was all a dream. If this is a dream, please don't wake her.


Nayra returned Evano's embrace. His heart hesitated to tell him everything.


"Vano"


"Stttt." Evano touched Nayra's lips, stopping all speech that would come out of those thin lips. "I was waiting for you at the hospital, but you never showed up. I-I don't want to lose you, don't stay with me, Nay." Evano's fingers run down her cheeks gently. Nayra closed her eyes, letting out the tenderness Evano gave her.


"I'm sorry." That's all Nayra can say. He still couldn't explain anything to Evano. Something was holding him back, which frightened him.


"Mr!"


"Sir."


Calls from his son and wife did not dampen the flames of anger in him. Ruri hid Evano's wheelchair behind her back.


"WHY ARE YOU HERE AGAIN, HUH?! NOT ENOUGH TO MAKE MY CHILD MISERABLE?!!!" ruri continued with hunting breath. His body had even loomed, becoming a Sect between Evano and Nayra.


Nayra grimacing. Swiping his slightly chafed knee. Jasmin's mother, who saw him, immediately helped him up.


"Nay, aren't you papa?"


Nayra shook her head at the question from Evano. The pain in his knee was not comparable to the pain emanated by the middle-aged man before him. Nayra could see the worried look that Ruri had put on her.


"Sir, how are you?" just as Nayra was about to cross Ruri's hand, the middle-aged man grabbed her rough arm instead.


Nayra grimacing.


"Follow me." Ruri pulled Nayra's arm, dragging her away from Evano. Nayra stumbled, clearly heard behind her, Evano kept calling her name.


"Nay."


"Norra."


"Sir, where are you taking Nayra?!!" yelled Evano worried. Just now Evano was about to push his wheelchair, but the female Doctor who had been standing up had immediately restrained him.


Evano turned his head, looking at the beautiful doctor in annoyance. "Detach, Doc! I have to go after my girlfriend."


"No Vano, you can't go after them" said the Doctor.


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