The Love of Azzalea

Chapters 2. Scanning Opponents

 

Krisna, walking back and forth in the emergency room speciality for VVIP patients. His expression was filled with anxiety. His mind was focused, to the emergency room door at the end of the hospital hallway.

Anxiety began to creep into his heart. His brain thought hard, analyzing all the possibilities, the cause of the accident that had just overflowed Azka.

Azka, not a speeding person, on the street.

Was this planned by someone?

"The drink, which you ordered, sir" One of the officers in blue uniform, put hot coffee on the table, close to his position

"Thank you" said Krisna, before enjoying the increasingly tempting aroma of coffee. A doctor with a pretty face, flashed in front of him. Throwing her sweet smile. The taste of coffee that goes into his throat becomes more delicious.

Who has been mentioned by Azka?

Just now, a name flashed through his mind. The door of the emergency room opened, a doctor wearing glasses with a circular stethoscope around the neck, approached him. The three nurses who were with him turned towards a different room.

The doctor in front of him smiled with relief, as if he had just been freed from the stuff squeezing in his chest.

"Alhamdulillah, Azka has passed the critical period. It only takes one week, hospitalization for recovery.

"Thankful, God helps us keep, Azka. So first aid could save his life."

"Thank you, Dr. Aditia."

"It's my duty, as his personal physician." The man in the white coat was low. Silence creates distance between the two.

"Krisna...." In a slow, almost inaudible voice, she wanted to convey something to Krishna. His words stopped when he heard a step rushing toward the two.

"Doctor, Aditia. A female patient, waiting in the room. The girl said she already had an appointment with the doctor. " The man in the white uniform explained at length.

Aditia flinched, almost forgetting her promise. A happy smile expands on his face.

"Daughter, doc?" Krisna teased him. Seeing the change in expression on the face, the young doctor.

"Special woman." The answer is, with a red tinge on the face.

"I'll see him soon." He gave the answer to the man on his right. While gesturing, for the nurse to leave him.

His gaze returned to the man before him. His expression turned serious, suppressing the sense of worry that was rising in his heart.

"Please, take care of Azka!" Her request.

"Is there anyone who has offended, because of Azka?" He continued to ask.

"That's possible, it could happen. Azka's attitude, which is always firm, does not like to compromise. The company is growing under his control, allowing, there will be opponents consider its existence, as a threat.

Aditia nodded her head, as if beginning to understand something.

"You're the only one who's always by his side. Help Azka, to get through it all. His heart still holds wounds.

"Krishnaaa." Aditia again pleaded with the man wearing the blue shirt, in front of her. His instincts say, this man is reliable. Krishna nodded his head.

"I'm saying yes first. Continue to work."

"Okay, doctor Aditia." With a look in her eyes, Krisna escorted the man away until he disappeared behind the door of a room.

"So seriously thought of him." The cactus flower on the table shook his head. The five ants on the wall nodded while walking quietly in tandem

"Friend, as well as his confidant. You have to understand his feelings." The glass on the table, becomes the mediator.

Krisna threw herself onto the sofa, with her face bent, she took out HP from her pants pocket. His fingers opened the screen, looking for a name. Then make a call. Someone across, answering his call.

"Rio.., look for information, the location of the incident when the President had an accident. Use experts and satellites to hack CCTV cameras. Starting from the President out of the office building, to the location of the incident."

"Ready, Sir." The man across answered with complete confidence.

"Find the perpetrator's data, check who he's been in contact with, and his family in the past week, as well as the flow of funds into his account.

"Good...."

"In three days, you hand over the data." Krishna gave a deadline.

"Every 86, sir."

Krishna hung up on me. Then with his fingers sent a message to someone.

[KA] Pull all the news, which contains the President's accident.

[AM] Except, the President is being treated?

[KA] Everything.

[AM] Ready.

Krisna closed the chat, then stepped into a room, where Azka was. Two bodyguards were standing guard in front of the room, letting him in.

He stood beside the bed looking at the man who was sound asleep, under the influence of antibiotics. With a bandage wrapped around his head, an inpus hose on his left hand. His face looks pale. Krishna's facial expression turned grim, like the whole world was in debt to him.

Not a single media dared to release, Azka's condition at that time. If anyone dares to do so, then prepare the next day the media, removed from circulation.

 

***

Traangs....

Braakk....

The sound of broken glass, heard coming from inside the president suite room, in one of the famous hotels. The man in the maroon shirt, just threw a glass on the table. Table surface, forming spider web.

"Sadist." The wall clock shook his head.

Meanwhile, shards of glasses spread on the floor, some piercing his palms. The man, enduring the pain of being injured

His face was red, with an irregular breath, appearing through the movements of his chest that was plane. Both eyes shone sharply.the whole body trembled.

This time you survived, Azka. Next time, I'll take care of you with my own hands.

Team Azka's victory, in the final tender, sparked her fury to climax. He arranged an accident to clean up, Azka.

When Azka is gone. So easily he became a single player on the field. So all the big projects, are in his grasp.

The sound of knocking on the door, made his wild thoughts come to a halt instantly. The man with both eyes narrowed, walked open the door.

The figure of a beautiful woman, appeared after the door opened. The girl, immediately tangled spoiled in Dirga's body. Sexy body with clothes slightly open on the chest, attached directly to his body.

The man, trying to take off both hands that were coiled around his neck. But the girl further tightened her girth.

The softness of the skin and body aroma that the girl had, made her whole body covered with a sense of heat. Something, which was wrapped in her underwear stiffened, due to the friction done by the woman's hips.

He grabbed the beautiful woman's chin, raised his head, buried his lips on the seductive lips before him. Both breaths began to fall

 

Dirga, carrying the girl into the room. threw the tiny body on the mattress and overpowered her.

A moment later both bodies were plain, without a thread covering. The entire body was bathed in sweat, with breath chasing each other.

Both are swept away in the approaching lust. Playing as much as possible, until fatigue struck, making both of them finally fall asleep.

 

***

"Selisaai..."

Azzalea, stared with satisfaction at the result of her design. A two piece work fashion design, seen on the seketsanya. Showing a professional impression. He carefully stored his work on a laptop, also in a black flasdisk.

"Cool picture." Flasldisk praised his work. The laptop nodded, justifying while receiving a shutdown order from its owner's tiny fingers.

The gentle girl, stepped into the toilet, brushed her teeth, cleaned her face and took some ablution water.

Several stages of facial treatment for the night, she uses. This young lady, very carefully took care of her delicate facial skin.

After the Isya prayer, suddenly his memory returned to the man who had an accident, a few hours ago. The left hand held the chest, as a subtle pounding infiltrated his heart.

What is this feeling? Maybe I like it?. How could it be?, let alone the name, the address as well, not knowing where.

Azzalea calmed her heart. And then end the ritual with prayer.

Rabb, purify my heart. Clear my mind. Easy my steps.

After praying, he went to bed. His body momentarily squirmed, with a bolster pillow in his arms. The girl, finally entered her deep sleep.

The next day, Azzalea stood before several high-ranking officials, as well as three other company envoys.

The result of the good design, coupled with his shrewdness in presenting, made the several faces before him stunned.

"Smart girl." Praise the middle-aged man in glasses.

"Also very pretty." The young man beside her added.

"Soft and simple." The woman between the two, expressed her impression on Azzalea.

The three simultaneously nodded their heads, as they had the same judgment on the woman in front of them.

Eventually, the two companies reached a cooperation agreement. The contract has been signed by both.

"Good job, Azza." The man in the plaid shirt, praised him.

The beautiful girl smiled, receiving praise from her superior.

A blonde woman, sitting in one corner of the room. Staring sharply at the woman in front of him, he hated the girl so much.

His move felt hindered by the presence of Azzalea, getting into the company. He thought all luck was getting away from him, ever since the girl's presence.

One day, I will make you fall.

Evil thoughts, just like that flashed through his mind. It sucked gently into his heart.

The poison seeds, begin to bloom. The hate signal that was emanated, was captured by his brain. Some evil plans started popping up in his mind.

"Don't be spiteful, Neng." The chair next to him was admonished.

"It's starting to get toxic." Chiming table.

The expression on the girl's face turned sweet, as Azzalea approached her.

 

"Open two." The table gives an assessment.

"Later, it'll be discovered." The chair gave her predictions.

"After this, we're eating together, Len." Take Azalea to Selena.

"Sorry, Azza. I have an appointment with my friends. Next time, yeah." Answer, lying.

"Jude, next time I'll buy it."

"okkey. I'm going first." Selena put the equipment in the bag. He moved from his seat, leaving Azzalea alone, still standing in place. What's wrong with her?. Inwardly

It's ashar time, he thought while looking at the watch. He rushed to the mushola, performing the ashar prayer.

"Really, obedient girl." Sajadah praised, when he saw the beautiful face in front of him.

While Selena is walking beside the highway. Calling some of his friends, asking to meet at a club. The girl walked over with an annoyed face.

Azzaleaaa.

Some walkers, staring at him. He's getting pissed.

"What?" Asked in an annoyed tone at the thin-bodied woman walking nearby. The skinny girl walked away from him. Worrying becomes a target of anger. Some ornamental plants on the side of the road patting the chest.