You Are My Life (You are My Life)

Departure to the City

"You're fine here, no matter what Ms Sri said" Hasna told her sister, Hisham just nodded.

Hasna looked at Bu Sri who was standing on the porch of her house "Bu, Na tipped Hisham huh. Sorry to repot Mom again"

Ms. Sri smiled kindly "Do not hesitate Na, like anyone. Mother even seneng if Hisham lives here"

Hasna smiled "Thank you Mom"

Hisham climbed on top of Bu Sru's terrace with a backpack on his back. Hasna followed Hisham, the girl greeted Madam Sri.

"No, ma'am, greetings to Ryan. Sham Ka Na go first huh, you're fine here"

Hisham nodded "Yes Brother, be careful"

"Assynogaic"

"Girishal"

Hasna walked towards her house because Bima was still waiting for her there.

"Master" called Hasna when he saw Bima focusing on her phone.

Bima looked up and stared intently at the girl in front of him "For so long you, how dare to keep me waiting!"

Hasna looked down in fear, this man was always creepy in Hasna's eyes.

"Sorry sir, let's go now" said Hasna

Bima did not answer, he immediately took a Hasna bag that already contained some clothes and other items that would be needed by the girl in the Capital later.

Hasna was aghast when suddenly the burly hand held her hand and walked out of the courtyard of her rented house.

Hasna could only follow Bima's steps in a stupor. His eyes were staring at those hands that were holding each other. No. gabe... It was precisely Bimalah who grasped his tiny hand.

Degs..Degs..

Whatisthis? What's with my heart?

Hasna's left hand held her thumping chest. What is this feeling? Hasna had not felt this kind of feeling in her entire life.

"Good night, sir"

"Hm"

The voice managed to make Hasna come to her senses from her mind. The girl looked at the middle-aged lung man who had delivered her here.

"Good night Mr. Firman" Hasna said with a friendly smile

Mr. Firman just nodded, the middle-aged man who still looked burly and youthful immediately opened the rear car door for Bima and Hasna.

Bima handed Hasna's bag to Mr. Firman before he got into the car.

"Emmm. Mr Na just sat in front of you to accompany you, huh?" hasna said hesitantly

I'm afraid I'll have to sit side by side with that creepy cold guy.

Bima immediately reacted, her eyes staring so sharp and cold. Hasna wavered, it felt Bima's gaze so pierced into his heart.

Why look at me like that? What's wrong? I just want to sit in front. What harm?

"Come in and sit here!" tell Bima with a piercing cold voice

Hasna trembled at Bima's voice, the girl just nodded and obeyed what Bima had just said.

Mr. Firman closed the car door after Hasna came in. The middle-aged man walked to the back of the fan car opening the trunk of the car to store Hasna's bag.

Mr. Firman got into the car and started driving. Break the silence at night.

Bima leaned her head on the back of the chair. His eyes were closed, his face was tired.

Hasna silently stared and admired Bima's handsome face. If you are in a position like this, then Bima looks so calm. Once with if he wakes up.

Can't be Hasna... You must not get involved with Mr. Bima.

Hasna turned her face towards the window. Not want to keep staring at Bima's face. It's not good with his heartbeat.

Get everything done and you can live your life as usual, Hasna. Remember that.

...🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧...

Echem...

"Sir, we're here"

Mr. Word's voice immediately awakened Hasna from his sleep. The girl blinked and opened her eyes slowly. The first thing he saw was a white chin and a smooth neck.

Deg

Hasna realized what was going on. His hands were coiled in the stomach of the cold man beside him. The man's burly hand was also coiled around his shoulder.

Whatisthis? Since when did they fall asleep in this position? They hugged..

Hasna immediately distanced her body from Bima's embrace making the man wake up from his sleep. While Mr. Word felt clumsy himself with what he saw. In the history of him following Bima, nothing like this has ever happened.

Bima rubbed the end of her eyes, she looked out the car window and then turned to look at the girl next to her who looked wrong.

"You why?" Bima asked confusedly, looking at Hasna's face that was flushed in embarrassment

Hasna shook her head quickly, her face looking clumsy "Ti.no papa Tuan"

Fortunately, he did not know what had just happened.

Hasna was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when Bima was completely unaware of what had just happened. They hugged comfortably.

"Quick down, why is it still quiet" said Bima

Hasna nodded and immediately opened the car door and got off. Mr. Firman handed his bag to Hasna.

"Thank you Sir"

"Hmmm"

Hasna followed Bima's steps into the apartment lobby. Entering the elevator, the two remained silent. Hasna was still thinking about what happened in the car.

I slept until I didn't realize I was hugging her. No. gabe.. We hugged each other.

Ting..

The elevator door opens, Bima exits in follow by Hasna. Hasna looked around her, an apartment that left many memories for her.

For the second time I returned to this place after the painful incident.

Bima attached the access card and the door immediately opened "Sign in!"

Hasna entered the apartment she had visited some time ago. The atmosphere in this place was still the same, desolate..

"You could have stayed in that room back then. You remember that, don't you? I don't need to drive you anymore" Bima said cold and flat

"Be reasonable, I'll take care of some work first. You rest, don't try to escape!"

Huh..

Hasna breathed a slow sigh, this man always thought that he would run away from her before everything was clearly revealed.

"Yes, sir, it's not like I've signed the agreement you've prepared"

The strange letter of agreement.

Bima nodded and muttered softly. After that, Bima immediately passed to his room which was on the lower floor of this apartment.

You cold guy..

Hasna passed upstairs to the room that would be in her place while she was here.

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