Love and the Past
The Part 119
"Azka, how come home?" salsa protests when she realizes the speed of Azka's motorbike towards her home.
"Well, where are you going? You just got out of the hospital, don't have much behavior!" namel Azka.
"She said she wanted to go to the hospital" said Salsa.
"Gue can be alone. I told you because I thought I was still in the hospital."
Herning had no answer from the girl, only a hug that grew tighter at Azka's waist. I don't know, since the kidnapping Salsa increasingly showed his love for Azka. Obviously do not want to be separated from the man, no more jaim-jaim-jaiman.
After traveling for 14 minutes finally Azka arrived in front of the fence of Salsa house.
"Down!"
Salsa nodded, further tightening her embrace. "Gue said he wanted to go to the hospital, you were stubborn. I don't want to go down" replied Salsa.
Azka let out a rough sigh, got off her bike then looked at Salsa who was still a henchman sitting on the motorcycle with a pouting face after Azka managed to take off the girl's helmet.
"Come on, I have business!" wheedle Azka.
"I just want to admit you to the hospital, that's all. After that you go wherever I don't care."
Azka rubbed her face rough, she noticed the yard of Salsa's house and found a white car parked in the garage. "Where's your car key?"
"Well, why at home?"
"Jaudah we set out to ride in the car so that your waist does not hurt and can lean comfortably." Azka snatched Salsa down from the motor, then pulled the stone-headed girl towards the car.
Salsa's smile puffed up at Azka's flat face, making sure the man was upset, but she didn't care. She just wanted to make sure Azka was really in the hospital and not lying to her mom like she was then. It's not that the hospital even races wildly with the others.
Selfish? Let Salsa on the selfish stamp for this one. With Azka mentally ill like that, it is likely that Azka hurt herself when distress controls her emotions and Salsa does not want that to happen. He loved Azka.
"Not to smile. Rush in!" reprimand Azkan opened the car door after the housekeeper who was ordered by Salsa took the wash to come.
"Nobody like it?"
"Like," Salsa replied.
Azka drove the car away from the grounds of Salsa's house to a fairly distant hospital. Azka's psychiatrist schedule has been arranged by her Maminnya and she only has to obey in order to get well soon. Azka did this not for herself, but for those closest to her.
Taking lessons from the events when he got out of control and ended up hurting Salsa, was enough to deter him, to trivialize the illness he suffered.
"I don't think we're graduating anymore." Salsa looked back at Azka's flat face focused on driving, but the man's hand was like a magnet attached to his hand. "What are your ideals, Ka?"
"So your husband" Azka replied straightforwardly.
"If so my ambition is to be the mother of your children" Salsa replied with a smile.
"That's not an ideal but a necessity!"
"If you had a Ka expression, I would love to see you laugh, frown, smile."
"Gue got, but it's hard. And I will do that when I am with you," Azka replied.
"Azka lo what ideals? This time answer seriously. If my ideals want to be a Doctor like Mama so I can treat everyone."
"Gue wants to be a patient so he can be treated equally lo."
"Azka, how are you getting a really nice birthday anyway? Similar to Rayhan, the name A is answered B. I'm angry and don't ask me to talk, "sorry Salsa turned her attention to the streets.
What Azka did not know was that his heart was now pounding very quickly due to the male's flirting. And that made Salsa even more upset because Azka was fighting expressionlessly.
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