THE GANGSTAR KING'S
The Part 18 Worry
**Hallo, I'm so sorry for the new author up. Remembering yesterday the author abis tepar had flu plus fever. Thanks to the readers who are waiting.
Enjoyable!
the Gangstar King - The
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"I'm just... Worries...."
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“Ugh fucking my head...”
Vania realized there was a bandage on her forehead when she was touching her head that felt painful throbbing. His beautiful manic circulated the view. A spacious room with clean white walls, a sofa in the corner of the room, a towering infusion beside the body, and the distinctive smell of drugs that impale the sense of smell.
Chequek.
“I datan—eh..?” pause moment. “Minna! Vania-chan is awake!”
It felt like Vania's ears were ringing at the toa's voice. Ugh, the pain in his head became more so when he heard the sound of the door being opened forcibly accompanied by the sound of footsteps of people.
“Vania! You're finally awake! It's been 2 days you're not aware.”
Warm clouds covered his body.
“Green?”
“Stupid basis! It should be if you're bullied like that report to us!”
Ah, suddenly Vania felt guilty. True what Green said, he should have contacted one of them or at least he would have reported it when the bullying was over. That way Green or 5 pr—ralat, the five youths could do something to them.
A soft pat landed on his black disentangled. “How do kondis—“
Brak!
“Vania!”
The rush of hurrying steps echoed, a man with a brown mane pigtailed was coming to Vania's bed. In his hand there is an object that looks like a gedget but is very thin—yang Vania guess is the result of robbing the midget genius.
“Which part hurts?!” he touched the girl's entire body. “What's your pretty thigh okay?!”
Reach the face of Vania red extinguished, see the perverted man touching—err more precisely stroking his thigh. Okay enough, this is sexual harassment.
“Graha, red or blue?”
The name owner shuddered in horror, quickly releasing his hand from a place that was not supposed to be. If Raihan had said that sacred word it was certain Graha would not have ended up alright. Graha actually likes the color red, but it's not a good option for her. The red color means he will be beaten by Raihan to drenched in blood. But choosing blue is also not a good option, because it means that his neck will be strangled until his face turns blue.
Ah, goddamn. Imagine Raihan doing both while smiling to make my feathers stand up.
“Vania, are you martial arts?”
Vania's eyebrows swooped, she looked at Rangga while remembering some things. Hmm, martial arts? As she remembers Vania, she once attended a karate club while in junior high school. But then he was kicked out of there because he broke his senior arm.
“What's the reason?”
A moment of silence before Rangga finally opened his mouth again. “No, forget,” he said.
Bizarrely.
Ah, it was even stranger that she could read Rangga's cold countenance.
“By the way when can I go home?”
“Besok.”
According to Green, it has been 2 days he was lying in the hospital with a fairly sad condition. If calculated from the last time the phone tit—Celaka! Vania just remembered if tomorrow ‘ibu’ her will go home!
“Can I go home now?” pause for a moment, the girl seems to think hard with sharp nosediving eyebrows. “if back tomorrow can-can whip that welcomes me,” muttered very slowly.
“No."
Very firm. Vania did not expect that she would accept the rejection from Rangga, it was clear that the cold young man was reluctant to let Vania take a step from the hospital bed. Cuts and bruises that turn blue make the girl look not okay.
“What the hell did you forbid me like that.”
Do not accept, Vania really does not accept the rejection that exists. It was seen through his onyx bead that sharpened when berborok with matching beads. Know what he is about Vania's position, he will be locked up and starved for days if he does not return before the old titan returns home from his dirty business trip.
“Stop acting.”
“Oi Rangga, don't be too hard on him.”
“Sit down and shut up. Don't make us bother more than this, you fucking girl.”
His heart felt squeezed by invisible hands. So painful and sad when hearing the sentence that was thrown from Rangga. Ah, the taste is creeping into the eyes, making the eyes hot and wanting to shed tears. Vania doesn't like this, what an unpleasant taste.
“Steps you kelew—“
“You... You think who brought me here,” pause for a moment, Vania breathed even though her neck was suffocating. “And you think you're who dares to say that to me, huh!”
Silence covered the VVIP room.no one dared to throw a line of sentences to calm the good break up. Meanwhile, Rangga's legume beads appear sharpened, the young man hardened his jaw and clenched his hands to hold back the explosive anger. In his mind he never thought that there would be someone as presumptuous as this, especially she was a girl.
“Then go as you like.”
Brak!
Rangga's tall body has been lost by the door. Another case with Vania who chose to cover her body from the tip of the foot to the head while submerging her face on a pillow. He had decided not to care about the cold young man even though his mind screamed to hit Rangga. Agh, suck.
A gentle swipe was felt behind the blanket that wrapped his head. Then followed by a soothing soft baritone sound.
“We go first, don't overextend yourself yes.”
Vania's cry broke once the white door closed, she had no idea why it felt so suffocating like this. Though Rangga is no one, not a person who should Vania listen to his words, but.
Meanwhile outside the room appeared 6 compact teenagers sighing simultaneously. They were annoyed at Rangga, but they understood very well the true meaning of Rangga's words. The cold young man was actually worried that Vania would get hurt again. This can be proven when Rangga immediately ran to Vania and carried her when he saw the girl standing up straight with cuts and bruises here and there.
And you know the last word he said the second Vania lost consciousness?
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“Do not die.”
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Tbc
