Two Red Lines
CHAPTER 61
Sometimes what we want is not in line with our expectations. But what God gives us is what we need. ~JBlack~
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Elsewhere, more precisely in a car. There was a handsome man in neat clothes who was focusing on driving his car. The man who was none other than Ibrahim, assistant Khali Mateen was hit by a sense of hurry because of the call from his master.
The day he was supposed to be working inside the palace, should he stay because of getting an impromptu phone. Ibra was asked to come to the hospital where Aqila was examined to redeem her master's wife's medicine.
Without rejecting and refuting, Ibra immediately left his myriad of jobs and drove his car at high speed.
The day is still not too late, of course, making the vehicle passing by quite dense. Ibra rang her horn loudly when the situation in front of her made her a little irritated.
"Why is this morning so messy" Ibra said as she hit the steering wheel as the car she was driving stopped at a red light.
The man immediately turned the car light to the left because he was going to turn, until finally the traffic light changed to green and Ibra immediately pressed the car gas.
However, fate.
When he had turned, someone who was about to cross made him have to press the car brake until the sound of friction between the tire material with asphalt was heard.
"Astag." Ibra's back slammed into the back. His breathing went up and down when he realized that the car he was carrying did not hit someone he thought was crossing carelessly.
Take off the bucket he was wearing, then immediately open the door in anger at the crown. It felt like his lips were about to explode at the person who should be in charge.
"Don't you know? It's a highway and you cross it carelessly. If I hit you, how?" ibra jolts at a woman sitting on the asphalt with her head down.
Ibra. His anger grew even more when the woman he was talking to was silent.
"Hey! You heard no?" he shouted with clenched hands.
But wait!
The anger that had been burning suddenly dimmed when he saw a pair of eyes crying violently with some bruises on the woman's face. The woman he knew so well, the woman who was so annoying. But now it looks so sad.
"Here" he said until Ibra crouched down.
"Sorry," said Dini with her head lowered with a trembling body.
I don't know what happened to the woman, until shortly Dini grabbed her head by screaming pain. That certainly makes Ibra so panicked. Until he approached and held both shoulders Early.
"Over...Premature. Calm down," he said in a soft voice
"Let go! Don't touch me!" exclaim Dini angry.
"Aghhh, sick," he cried until soon the grip on the head was relaxed, his voice was soft and his body was about to fall but lucky Ibra was swiftly supporting him.
"Over...Dini.." Ibra patted both cheeks Early. The woman was so unconscious that an inexplicable feeling grew in Ibra's heart.
Feelings that he never experienced, somehow appeared at a time like this. He was always selfish and never thought about the feelings of anyone other than his master. Now she was suddenly worried.
He lifted his body Early and immediately he lay it on the back seat.
"Hold on, I'm sure you're strong" Ibra said slowly before closing the car door and moving forward.
Without babibu again, Ibra immediately continued his journey with the view of always looking back to ensure the situation Early. The first woman he worried about was more than his master and he did not understand the meaning of the feeling. However, the most important thing now, in Ibra's mind that Dini should be taken to the hospital immediately and get help.
~Connect~
Ceileh Abang Ibra, had already left, did not need to be taken to the hospital. Let's be your stone man, hehe.
