
"Sir, look out," cried Sifa.
Buucca ....
"Akkkhh ...."
Abash stared at the plate of the speeding car earlier, memorized the number and will report this to the authorities in his apartment building.
"Aren't you papa?" abash asked Sifa who was below him at this moment.
"I-yes, Sir. I'm not papa."
Abash got up from the body of Sifa, then the man helped Sifa to stand up.
"www...." Sifa grimaced as she felt a pain in her elbow.
"Why? Let me see." Without waiting for an answer from Sifa, Abash pulled the girl's arm slowly. His elbows looked bloody, probably due to the impact and also friction as they rolled on the floor.
Yes, when Sifa saw a speeding car, the girl immediately shouted and pushed Abash's body. However, the man pulled Sifa's arm so quickly that they fell down along with the position of hugging and rolling on the floor.
"Not too bad, sir. Just a scuff."
"Always, I have to treat it, come on." Abash clasped Sifa San's hand and took her in the elevator.
Whether Abash was conscious or not, Abash's treatment clearly made Sifa look at her hand held by Abash warmly. The girl kept staring at his hands until they got inside.
Abash was still not aware of this, the man still faithfully grasped tightly and warm the hand of the girl who was in the elevator with him at this time.
Abash stared at the number that read red inside the iron box, a number that continued to rise one level from the previous number without glancing towards Sifa. What Abash had in mind right now was, clearing Sifa's injured elbow from helping her.
Ting ...
The door opened, but not on the floor of the apartment they were on, but on another floor. There were some people who went into it, so that made Abash rewind his steps and cling to Sifa.
The elevator door closed again, currently inside the elevator was completely almost full. Too many people who make Abash and Sifa forced to close each other's bodies.
Ting ...
The elevator door opened on the floor of Sifa's apartment, they came out from the insistence of the people in the elevator.
Still with his hands clasped together, Abash carried the Sofa away from the urging of the men.
"Tumben is so full" Abash grumbled in annoyance.
Sifa was still silent with her faithful eyes staring at her fingers held by Abash. Until they arrived in front of Abash's apartment occupied by Sifa.
Abash raised his hand to enter the password code, but, when he saw his hand clasping Sifa tightly, the man slowly turned towards Sifa who was also looking at him.
Sifa actually tried to release her hand, but Abash grasped it tightly, causing the girl to struggle to release her hand.
"Since when?" ask Abash.
"Huh? What's?" ask Sifa back.
"This, since when?" abash asked as he raised his hand which was holding Sifa's hand.
"Oh, i-it's since at the baseman" said Sifa nervously.
Abash was silent, he digested Sifa's words well, thus making the man think of something that only he knew.
"Sorry" Abash said, releasing his hand.
"Yes, Sir. I know, if you don't accidentally."
No reply from Abash, the man sighed softly and entered his apartment password.
Sifa followed Abash when the man had managed to open the door and enter.
"Sit there first, I take the p3k," Abash said and passed to the kitchen.
Same with Abash in the kitchen. The man kept silent by holding his chest, which could be felt how strong the man's heartbeat was at the moment.
"What'sthis? Why is my heart like this? Is there a abnormality?" ogre.
The man shook his head as a thought that was impossible for him even stopped to whisper all of that.
"No way, this is just a coincidence" he murmured, rejecting all these thoughts.
Abash immediately took the p3k box in the closet, the man walked back to the living room, where Sifa was waiting for him there.
Sifa who noticed Abash's presence, immediately quickly lowered her hand from the chest.
"Here, I see the wound" Abash said and sat down next to Sifa.
"I can be alone, sir," Sifa said.
"Udah, don't take it." Abash's groused DNA grabbed Sifa's hand gently.
The man took a cotton swab and poured rivanol on it. Slowly, Abash gently rubbed Sifa's wound and cleaned it.
"Sssst, Aaw, slow down, sir." - shimmied Sifa with teary eyes.
Yes, this Sifa is the person who can at least have the slightest injury to his body, because of the trauma he had experienced as a child. Where when her leg was broken with crushed flesh, the little girl had to feel tremendous pain, plus the nurse who took care of her, changed the bandage without any tenderness, so Sifa had to feel tremendous pain when the bandage plaster was opened.
All right, back to this moment. Abash blew the girl's elbow softly, so that Sifa did not feel any pain. I don't know if it had an effect or not, which is as clear as Abash remembers, when he was injured, the mother did it.
One drop of Sifa's tears fell down Abash's arm, making the man turn towards Sifa with a shrunken forehead.
"It hurts?" tanyakanya.
Sifa shook her head, her tears falling back down her cheeks.
"Hey, relax. I'll do it slowly. Hold on a little yes," she gently said.
"Yes, but, hiks ..." Sifa could not continue her words.
Abash recalls Lucas saying that Sifa had been traumatized by the hospital. All of that may be the reason for the scar on Sifa's leg.
Even the clever Abash understood the statement a little. The trauma returned when the girl was injured. He would remember all those bitter memories and without her wanting, tears came out wetting his face to represent his current feelings.
Abash did not know what kind of pain Sifa had gone through.
Abash's hand lifted and gently rubbed Sifa's cheeks, wiping away the flowing tears and soaking the girl's sweet face.
"I'll do it slowly. You know, every wound will leave pain, but, from that wound we can learn to be stronger. Believe me," Abash said gently and looked deeply into Sifa's eyes.
The girl returned the boss's eyes, so they looked at each other. I don't know how long it's been going on, until Abash slowly gets his face.
Closer and closer, until Sifa slowly closed her eyes.
hi, I'm Sifa ... Greetings to all...
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Sorry yes, this month can not keep promises to up every day.. And, if there is a new q d NT novel published, it is not because I want to forget the obligation q with twins yes, but it is because of the term of the book.
yups, the magic of Kesya's love will be over soon, and I have to release a new book in order to get a bonus. Understandably, I'm just an ordinary human who also needs income..
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