
Alaska just sat quietly in the hospital seat, his gaze was empty looking ahead, it had been two hours he waited for the doctor out of the ICU room but there was no sign that the doctor would come out until the end
Celek~
the door of the ICU room was wide open, revealing a doctor in his medical clothes. Alaska, Miranda and Dirga got up from their seats, approaching the doctor who was removing his mask.
"how is Nika doc?" Alaska asked with a look of her worried face.
"how is my daughter doc?" dirga asked, Miranda only showed a worried facial expression hoping her daughter was okay.
"nona Nika managed to get through her critical period, now that her condition has stabilized, Ms. Nika must be hospitalized for several days" explained the female doctor who handled Nika.
"do your best for my daughter doc!" Miranda looked at the doctor's hand, begging exactly.
the doctor smiled kindly. "we will try, mistress and master help her prayer huh?!" The three men nodded.
"i'll move Miss Nika to the hospital first, excuse me." the doctor left.
while on the other hand, the atmosphere of the MIPA 1 class was very noisy, well the classroom that had been quiet turned into a fish market because the teachers who taught went to attend meetings with the principal.
near the window. Basara, the beautiful girl was busy with her own thoughts.
'where'd he go? Why not come in? did something happen to Lo Ka, I'm worried' roughly that's what Basara thought at the time.
''WOI.'' cried out shrillly to a girl, Basara saw who shouted just now.
"why Lo Sa?" the girl sat next to Basara, embracing Basara's shoulders.
"Do you know why Alaska didn't come in?" there was a clear worry on Basara's face.
"widih Lo likes the mute Sa?"
"keep your word Lo yah!" Basara got up from his seat, his jaw hardened, he could not accept Alaska was said to be mute.
"indeed she was mute Sa.'' relaxed the girl without any guilt. Basara pulled the collar on Della's shirt the girl who just insulted Alaska.
"wow Lo fucked the mute Ra."
BRUKKKK
One blow was thrown Basara to the beautiful face of Della, the girl fell on the floor, the tip of the girl's lips looked bruised and issued a red liquid, do not mess with Basara, the girl who holds a black belt.
"again Lo hina Alaska, dead Lo ck." after the phrase was thrown Basara go from there.
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Basara enjoys the exposure of the wind that pierces the pores of his skin, the roof is a place that calms down, see the city of Bandung from the top put up very beautiful, still beautiful and green.
"Si Della really provoked my emotions, how dare she insult my Alaskan." Basara clenched her hands.
"gue Basara.adu bacot is not my type, fight if you dare, do not know who I am! black belt holder is fought." bacot fight is not a type of Basara, but if you have a mouth sprain can not be silent, ngomel himself so.
"Lo why?" someone touched Basara's shoulder and it shocked the owner, then turned around to see who was talking.
"Lo?!" Basara frowned, because he did not know the man in front of him. handsome man but unfortunately his body is short, not very short but only his height is equivalent to Basara's height, he said, maybe just a few different.
"gue Yusuf, ketos here." stuck out his hand wanting to get acquainted. Basara shook the hand of the man whose name was mentioned earlier.
"Basara Senjaya." Basara introduced himself.