The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
7. Wounded

"Aaaaww hurts!!!!"

Gita screamed as loud as she could until the scream was heard into the next room. Yes, it sounds like a wall.

Instead of being curious Jasson was indifferent, and focused on his work.

"aaaaa awuu huhuhu." Gita's scream was heard again but it was even louder.

"Crazy girl! He thinks this is a forest?" Brigitta could have shouted as loud as she didn't.

"aaaah please!! sick." No more thinking Jasson walked into the room leisurely. But do not ask her face has held back emotions.

"Hey stupid girl where are you?" Ask because the Gita is invisible because of the many bookshelves lined up.

"Awww huhuhu." The crying sounded again.

Jasson drew closer to the source of the voice and sure enough in the third row right in the middle of the Gita held onto her waist and legs while grimacing in pain.

"Good God what are you doing! Are you playing a show because your time is up?"

Gita did not answer she continued to wipe her waist and legs.

"It hurts so bad." Is he blind?

"Stand up!" Jasson approaching.

Gosh how I stand so sick and this is a lot of falling books what he doesn't see.

"Hey are you deaf? Stand up!"

A little beeusaha gita holds the shelf behind her using her left hand while trying to stand with the help of her left foot

Because the right leg and waist next to the right feels very painful.

Bruk he fell again.

"www." The pain is what he feels.

" Can't you stand up?"

Gita shook her head while bowing to hide the tears that were now rushing.

Master please. Please have a heart today.

"Basic careless, taking one book alone can't. Trouble!"

Now the Gita quickly seemed to fly in the air. Jasson lightly accrued the body.

It hurt a little when it arrived at the sling but Gita held back than she was dropped from the sling.

The two hands of the gita were on top of his body he did not dare to embrace Jasson's neck. As per the rules the second party is not allowed to touch the first party.

As long as carried Gita did not dare to look at the face, his gaze was always down.

Jasson laid the body on his bed. Just this time the Gita's breaking the body there.

"Sir why did you put me here?" Gita tries to get out of bed.

"Don't try to get down. Do you want to trouble me again? If you fall down who will help you? Are you looking for a chance to get carried away again?"

Gita quickly shook her head.

Jasson immediately picked up the phone on his desk.

"Lico get Doctor Arya now."

Tampa waited for a response, Jasson turned off the phone and moved closer to the bed.

"Why can it be like this."

"So I climbed up his shelf, sir."

"Are you crazy? Why are you climbing the stupid bookshelf!!"

"The book you want is on the top shelf."

"The blind base there is a chair why climb? That's why it works with brains!!"

Jasson went out of the room immediately.

Just now he was under Janes seems to have just come home from work.

"Why did you just come home?"

"It was an impromptu meeting so papa came home late."

Jasson just nodded his head.

And passed away.

Where'd he go? Is he going to sleep in the guest room because I'm here?

Why is he so long?

Gita is a little difficult to lean back on the head of the mattress.

Soon the door was open.

Gita's eyes immediately moved looking towards the right.

"Oles to your feet. I don't want you to linger sick and trouble me for long."

Jasson did not gently throw a bottle of massage oil right in Gita's lap.

Gita just sighed and grabbed the bottle. Not yet the bottle was open knocking the door thwarted the movement of the Gita two pairs of eyes were together staring at the source of the sound.

"Just open the door not in the lock." The heavy sound of Jasson. Now it appears a man wearing a doctor's clothes while carrying a bag and running near the jasson followed by Lico who walked casually behind him.

"Jasson who's sick?"

"Are your eyes blind?" Jasson looked at Gita lazily.

"Don't be loud, bro." Arya is Jasson's best friend. They were friends in High School. And now Arya is the Lakeswara Family's Personal Doctor.

"Oho Your beautiful wife is sick as it turns out."

"Don't beat around the bush and check on him!"

Arya sighed as she approached towards the Gita.

"Which one is sick?"

"The legs and this" Gita touched her back waist.

"Please lean on her so I can easily check on her."

With Gita's heart laid down her body.

Arya holds Gita's right leg. And a little pressing.

"Awuww"

Arya immediately let go of her grip.

"Miss please be a little sideways."

Gita obeys Aryan speech.

Now Arya slightly pulled up Gita's shirt and showed a blue back waist.

Arya held onto that waist and pressed her a little.

Gita slightly jerked in pain.

"Your waist is strong enough for your bones to be healthy and strong otherwise they may have cracked."

Arya pulled back the shirt to cover the blue waist.

The Gita immediately confirmed his position.

"Did she ever have a hard impact on her right leg before?"

Gita nodded slowly.

"Quiet talk. Miss's legs are very weak. This leg never could've moved." Arya said while holding Gita's leg.

"Where do you know?"

Arya looked at Gita. "My color is a doctor."

Gita is embarrassed to ask stupid questions.

"Basic fool!" The sound is heavy but slow.

Arya took the medicine out of her doctor's bag.

A bottle of medicine similar to the one Jasson gave. And some tablet medications.

"It's drunk 3x a day until tomorrow night. This medication is used to relieve the inner pain. And here's to dab on the outside!"

Gita felt the mattress to the left of the bottle was placed there sure enough that the bottle was a little inside his back shirt.

"Is this the same oil?"

"Yes, where did the lady get it?"

Gita looked at Jasson.

"That's the oil that mom used to wear if she wanted to be sorted. I also wear it if it sprains."

So she was from my mom's room.

"It doesn't need to be opened." Arya put the new oil and took the oil in the hands of the Gita.

After pouring a little in her hand Arya stuffed it at Gita's feet evenly.

"Miss please tilt your body!"

"no need. Leave him alone, he's got hands." Jasson said as Gita tilted her body.

"Why? Is he hurt?"

"That's it if I say no yes no!"

"alright. This lady, can you empty her yourself?"

Hem

Gita received the bottle.

"Now you can go."

"You're kicking me out?"

Jasson stared at Arya sharply.

"All right, Mr. Jasson. Like her you're not happy to see me touch your wife. All right I'll go."

Gita looked at Arya and Jasson while listening to the meaning of the word.

"Don't think weird! Go quickly I still have a lot of work!"

"Okay, Mr. Jasson, excuse me. Please take good care of your wife so as not to fall again. And I don't think you need to work in bed tonight, remember your wife is still hurt!"

"What are you talking about!"

"Master let me deliver." Lico said to Arya to get out, before Jasson shouted even louder.

Now the room is quiet.

"Why look at me? Did you think of what that crazy guy said?"

Gita quickly nodded.

"Rub the oil on your waist, don't spoil it. You're not the queen to serve."

Jasson immediately stepped into his study.

Who would be served.

Gita immediately raised the back of the shirt and lowered her pants a little and then applied the oil there.

"So long he's been working it's eleven o'clock at night. I'm already sleepy."

Gita stared at the clock that was coiled in her hand.

Jasson was asleep in his office. Because Jasson's tired of sleeping there.

Oh, my God, what time is he sleeping. Do I sleep. But what if I get punished?

Gita tried to hold her eyes closed but because it was so heavy she did not realize she had entered the dream realm

The chirping of birds has been heard Gita opened her eyes while welding her two eyes.

"Good god what time is it. Why am I sleeping here? 04.50 Brigitta was used at 04.00 but this time it was almost 05.00.

Ah, fortunately it's still subu.

Where is he up? Die me when he wakes up!"Still in a lying position while staring around the room.

Brigitta quickly took a sitting position.

"Oil of elixir, my waist is now light." Lowering your legs and walking.

"Law... " Why does this leg still hurt!

He could have sat down again on that soft mattress. This time, he tried slowly. Resist pain and start walking. Little limp.

"Where is He?" Walk closer to the room that doesn't have a door. The Jasson workspace.

Why sleep here? Uh, but if he sleeps his face is cool and peaceful. It was very different if he woke up like a monster.

Gita walked slowly to the bathroom. After taking a bath he prepared warm water for Jasson.

Exit the bathroom entered the room next to it precisely The clothing room on the right side of the door has shown a variety of colors, beside the shirt, under the work pants, down there is a tie.

Really well arranged. Not to mention the other part is full of glass cabinets only the bottom of the closet is covered without glass. It's like a big drawer and there's a key hanging there.

"Every time I enter this room, it's like I'm on a moll!" Fortunately yesterday one of the house maids has explained all parts of Jasson's large room. So that Gita is not confused anymore to look for Jasson's needs.

After picking up some work clothes for Jasson Gita out of the room. Put clothes on the bed.

"Is your leg still hurting?"

Gita was surprised to hear the voice arrive. Actually, Jasson had been watching Gita since leaving the clothing room.

"I don't care if your feet hurt that clearly you have to obey all the rules whatever the circumstances!!"

Is he blind. I did my job once!

"Do you hear!"

"Good sir."

Jasson passed into the bathroom. With Brigitta's limp feet left the room.

Why are there rules like this? I don't know when she took a shower. Gosh darn.

40 Minutes later, Brigitta knocked on the door.

"Lake in." Shouts from inside the room. Jasson stood at Rias's desk while wearing her tie.

The Gita quickly entered the Clothing Room to remove shoes from the shoe rack.

Brigitta waited for Jasson on the couch.

"One morning he left! It's still at 6. Was he always like this? If it is, I should be able to work dong!"

"Hey what are you thinking. Quickly put my shoes on!"

Brigitta quickly stood up from her sitting position. And kneeled before the feet of Jasson who had just sat on the sofa.

"Let's trim down all the books you ran last night. Use the chair if it doesn't come!"

"Good sir." Now Brigitta wanted to stand up but Jasson's hand first gripped the cheek.

"Never feel part of this family. You are nothing more than a servant!"

Jason slammed that cheek.

"Look over here don't duck! Don't pretend to be naive." Brigitta raised her head looking into those sharp eyes.

"Did you remember? You've slapped this cheek." Point jasson at the flat on his left. Obviously no one had slapped that cheek but Gita.

Brigitta was the one who boldly slapped the cheek lightly.

"Even I can do more than that to you. So don't ever yell in front of me again. You understand!!"

Brigitta

"Good sir."

Jasson immediately stood up from his seat.

"Get aside, I was lazy to look at that face for a long time. That's disgusting." Slightly push the gita arm until it changes its previous position.

Patience Gita. This is common for you.

I don't know why it hurts so much. Maybe because Jasson is her husband. Someone who has become a friend.

When Jasson picked up the Jas he remembered something.

"Dumb girl come here!"

Gita quickly ran.

"Find this thing in the back shed and deliver it to my office! I'll wait nine o'clock."

Jasson was about to pull the phone he showed Gita.

"Wait for me to see, sir." Now Gita reflexively holds Jasson's hand using both hands.

"Bare you!" As per the rules must not touch the first party.

"Ma sorry my master accidentally."

Gita pulls her hand.

"You dare touch me again. Eating hands that can't move." Emotions once even just touching the hand Jasson had reacted like that.

"Based on Mad women!!" Jasson went to the dining room......

To be continued

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