The Fate of the Cassanova
Puskesmas

"We can party tonight, the woman is very beautiful, Bro" said the man who had just got off the bike and stepped closer to Ambar.

"Stop! " zayn's shout made the man who stepped closer to Ambar turn his head.

"Or I'll shoot you all! " Zayn pointed a gun he had brought under his shirt at the man who was about to approach Ambar.

Instead of heeding Zayn's words, the two even attacked Zayn along with trying to attract Ambar to be used as a sandra.

"Dor's... Dor. "the shot shot shot simultaneously Zayn's body that was evading the opponent's blow.

"Mas Zayn's... " Abar ran towards Zayn, as the man who was about to approach him groaned in pain by holding his right shoulder.

The man whose face was holding back the anger felt a little calm when Ambar was behind him. Seeing the moody man moaning in pain it makes Zayn feel no loss if all this time he fills his free time by learning to shoot.

"You go now, or I'll break your head right now! " threaten Zayn by pointing a gun at the person right in front of him.

The three thugs went to the ridge, they felt the wrong target to choose the person they were going to be wrong.

Zayn again passed his gun, on the belt behind his shirt. His body just felt weak because of the blood that kept pouring profusely.

"Mas Zayn we seek help first" Ambar said in a panic. He saw that Zayn's white face was getting pale from blood loss.

"I can't drive." said Zayn, thinking of contacting his confidants.

"I'll drive." between Ambar makes Zayn stare doubtfully at the woman who can't hide her panic.

"I can." Ambar reassures Zayn that he can drive the car.

When his parents were still successful, Ambarlah who often use cars other than his papa.

The veiled woman helped Zayn get into the car. The clothes that were still wet made Zayn feel even more cold in his body.

"Patience, Mas. Ten minutes until we." said Ambar when he was sitting behind the wheel and turned on the car engine.

Ambar drove the car with a tense feeling. He had not driven for a long time, but the man next to him had to get help immediately.

Although, with doubt Ambar finally managed to park his car in front of the health center in the same district as his village.

"Let me help, Mom! " ambar said as he opened the car door for Zayn.

Zayn stared doubtfully, if Ambar helped him walk it meant that the girl would come into contact with him. Though his prospective fiancee was the most anti-contact with him so far.

"I can do it myself" Zayn said by trying to get out of the car and stand alone. But, the loss of a lot of blood made the man a little unsteady.

"Don't be stubborn, Mas Zayn" said Ambar swiftly holding the man's hard waist.

Why is it like this? Touched by the girl who could not reach by him it made a different sigh in the heart of the man who had memorized the curves of many women's bodies. Ambar's help this time made Zayn forget the pain in his arm.

Ambar faithfully accompanies a series of treatments carried out by the medical team puskesmas. Puskesmas they came to is quite advanced because this place is the only health service around the subdistrict xxxx.

"It is better, Mr. Zayn rest to recover soon. Don't force a lot of moves!" said a nurse when the infusion was installed.

"Sir, please help her husband change clothes to make it more comfortable" continued the nurse before leaving the two in a bed that was only bordered.

"Don't bring! Just temporarily until one bag of blood runs out." said Ambar then took their clothes in the car.

"Come, I'll help you in the bathroom" Ambar said, helping Zayn walk to the bathroom. The girl also brought a change of clothes for Zayn.

"I'll wait outside, Mas." said Ambar

"Ambar." call Zayn when you see Ambar turning.

"I'm having trouble unbuttoning my shirt!" zayn said with a serious look at Ambar.

"I'm sure Mas Zayn can do it himself." replied Ambar felt Zayn was just making it up.

"Seriously, Barb. My hands are painful and linu." continued Zayn. But Ambar just looked at her suspiciously. The girl was afraid of just being bullied by that annoying guy.

"Oh yes, don't change it! " continued Zayn tried to urge Ambar.

"Tok...Can hurry a little! " the sound outside made Ambar panic.

"Yes, for a moment." replied Ambar then closing in on Zayn.

The little hand began to unbutton the clingy button on the athletic body. The girl's heart felt like it was going to explode as her hands stretched out toward the buttons of Zayn's shirt. This is the first time Ambar has done what he considers taboo, unbuttoning his clothes.

Zayn looked at the already reddened face in front of him. He could see Ambar's slightly shaking hand unbuttoned.

From the way Ambar did it, he was convinced that the girl in front of him was doing this for the first time. Zayn saw Ambar so nervous and tormented as his field chest peeked out from behind his button-down shirt.

Zayn, who used to see many women who were so excited when he opened his belt buckle, just now did not have the heart to see the nervousness that was attacking Ambar when he unbuttoned his shirt.

"His gasper, Mbar." said Zayn, reminding Ambar after the girl helped him put on a shirt.

"No need to change, ma'am." asked Ambar.

"I'll be cold, Barb." replied Zayn.

Ambar felt like cursing because the man in front of him was shameless. But the blow on the door made Ambar immediately kill Zayn's gasper.

"Let's change my pants." Zayn held Ambar's trembling hand. It was cold, the tiny fingers were cold and Ambar's breath was several times stinged.

The naive girl. He could not bear to let the hooded girl be tormented. Ambar is different from the girls who used to make out and he sleeps.

"If you're done call me. I wait for Mas Zayn outside." said Ambar then walked out with relief after an inner battle against Zayn.

Some days there is no call. Zayn came out with his own pole.

"My book is still inside, Mbar" said Zayn, staring at Ambar as he took his shirt.

The man even imagined, what if he made love to a girl like Ambar?

Thin smile decorate on Zayn's handsome face. Out of nowhere he imagined Ambar would be his wife while he and Ambar were just pretending to be in a relationship.

"Come, Mom, I'll help! " said Ambar by bringing an infusion pole to Zayn.