Love and the Past
The Part 129
Azka continued to look at Salsa who was now stroking the back of her hand. He enjoyed every inch of the face of the girl he loved so much. It's true what Arion said in his dream. He can't leave until it's all over.
"Why?" Azka started the conversation because Salsa was silent.
"I want to be angry with you Ka, but I don't have the heart to see your condition now. I'm angry you broke your promise and went to the race without my knowledge. Look what happened, your hand is broken" Salsa said staring at the shady bead that Azka gave her.
Azka thin smile. For the first time he was so grateful for the accident on the race track. There were a lot of benefits that he got with the incident that night. Salsa did not get angry at him, nor did she get more attention.
"But that doesn't mean I won't be angry with you. I will remain angry because you broke your promise. After you recover and get out of the hospital, I want us to break for a week, no word or anything!" salsa.
"Alright," Azka's resignation made the girl raise her eyebrows confused. An Azka Afrizal whose hobbies are pushy and always act contrary to what he is ordered to obey.
"Ssssttttt," disis Azka held her broken right hand.
With a swift hair, the girl with shoulder-length hair then helped Azka wake up. "Which part of it hurts Ka, would you compress it, or should I call a doctor?" salsa asked with a serious look.
Without the girl realizing it, Azka smiled thinly as it managed to attract Salsa's attention. True that there was in the mind of the girl, Azka did not easily succumb to it. Azka relented because she had a much more insurable plan.
By feigning pain and injury on his hand does not heal, automatically Salsa will pamper himself as well as their relationship does not break for a week. And Azka will take advantage of the wound on her hand.
"My hands are painful in this part" complained Azka pointing at his arm. "Elus dikit let his pain decrease," pinta Azka digress.
Azka did not lie with her hand that felt pain, it was true that her hand hurt. However, Azka was not a weak man until a hand injury had to be hospitalized. He had been injured this badly, stab wounds in the abdomen only he was able to let alone just the hands.
Unsuspecting, Salsa complies with Azka's wishes. Climb up to a fairly large brangkar, then sit behind the man to make it easier to stroke Azka's arm.
"This?"
"Hm."
"Yes, why?"
"Would you eat the same as taking medicine?"
"Udah. You want to eat?" ask Salsa back.
Azka. "Who told you to sit there?"
"Let's easier Ka," replied Salsa.
Azka did not serve Salsa, shifted her seat half-lying, then told Salsa to lean against her chest. Salsa happily did that, hugging Azka's burly body.
Inhaling the scent of mint on the man's body. Losing Azka was never in his shadow, and seeing the man's heartbeat stop for a few minutes made Salsa unable to hold the chest tightness.
"You crying?" ask Azka.
"Thank you for coming back and accompanying me here Ka. I'm really afraid you left me just now" Salsa said in Azka's arms.
"I don't like you crying, if you forget Sal. Your tears are too precious to cry over something useless. I'm not going anywhere before I keep my word."
"Do you want to promise you won't leave me alone?" Salsa looked up at Azka.
"I can't promise Sal, now sleep, it's night!" Azka pecked at Salsa's head because she couldn't pet it. Azka's left hand became a pillow for the girl, while her right hand was on a bandage due to a broken.
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