THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
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Dzoki's hand had been clenched tightly. He is very upset with Egi and Tasya. Behind their sweet attitude it turns out that they are snake-feathered sheep. There's absolutely nothing good.

Dzoki went straight from there. No need to linger anymore he heard a truth his friend.

So, yesterday Tasya deliberately thickened himself to make Dzoki as a tumbal and will slowly drain Dzoki's wealth that much. Because Dzoki is the sole heir to his late grandmother's house.

Dzoki shook his head in disbelief. Egi is not only considered a good friend but also has been considered a brother Dzoki himself. Eat and drink together, dress one plate and one glass together without the slightest disgust. But it turns out they even make betmen traps that are completely out of the ordinary.

His footsteps were already walking towards the hospital canteen. Dzoki buys a lot of food and drinks and tisue and other necessities that Dzoki feels will be needed when he sees the item.

After getting all those things. Dzoki returns to the VIP room where Cyeril is being treated.

Czech ...

The door to the room is open. Dzoki enters slowly to make the shelves interfere.

"Take a long time to eat. What did you buy? Poor Cyeril is hungry. Pregnant women should not feel hungry, because they need to eat not only their mothers but their children as well. You are sensitive anyway," said Mother Nur began to get upset and continue to nag.

Cyeril can only be quiet and not talk much. Let Mother Nur scold Dzoki.

"Sorry Bun. It was crowded and queued," answered Dzoki lazily arguing with his mother. Everywhere the man will be wrong and never right.

Dzoki gave one plastic to Mother Nur. Mother Nur began to open and prepare to feed Cyeril.

Mother Nur deliberately exemplifies Dzoki. After this, Mother Nur and Father Riski will leave and deliberately let the two alone.

"You should eat a lot of Cyeril. Whatever you want try to buy and eat so that your stamina is also maintained," said Mother Nur to Cyetil while feeding Cyeril slowly.

"Thank Mother. Mother has taken care of Cyeril," said Cyeril slowly.

"Yes equally," said Mother Nuran slowly.

Not for an hour. One box of porridge had gone into Cyeril's stomach and made the girl full.

"Mother wants to go home with Daddy. You rest yes, there is a Dzoki who accompanies you. Dzoki!! Take good care of Cyeril. Don't run away" Nunda Nur told Dzoki and Cyeril.

"Yes Mother. Thank you, Mother, for coming Cyeril. Mother be careful to go home, yes" said Cyeril slowly.

"Yes Mother. Dzoki must have taken care of Cyeril," replied Dzoki flatly.

There was a deep disappointment in Dzoki's heart. It was like he was feeling angry.

"The answer is not sincere," said Mother Nur slowly to Dzoki.

"It's okay. Wrong mulu. Trust Cyeril with Dzoki," said Dzoki later.

Finally, Mother Nur and Riski's father went home to leave Cyeril and Dzoki. They want the young couple to need each other.

Cyeril stared silently at the ceiling of his hospital room. He was confused as to what to do at this time. Sleep can not, want to watch television but the remote is on the table. Occasionally glanced at Dzoki who had already laid his body on the long sofa.

Either Dzoki is asleep or not his eyes are closed.

Yeah, Dzoki's not sleeping. He also wanted to rest, but his mind kept thinking about the incident. How evil Tasya and Egi are to him.

Slowly Cyeril got up from his sleep and lowered both his legs. Cyeril amu went to the bathroom to pee.

BRACK ...

"Arghh ..." cried Cyeril loudly as the column of infusion fell down and the needle of infusion slipped from his skin and shed a little blood from the back of his hand.

The sound of Cyeril's screams made Dzoki wake up and stare at Cyeril who was moaning we held his hand which was pulled forcibly off the needle.

Dzoki immediately approached Cyeril.

"You why? See her hand?" ask Dzoki slowly.

Cyeril was silent but showed his hand to Dzoki and Dzoki cleaned the blood with a tissue.

"You stay here, let me call the nurse," said Dzoki, who walked quickly to the nurse's office to inform her that Cyeril's infusion had come off.

Before long, the infusion was already in Cyeril's hands. The two nurses had permission to leave from there.

Dzoki helps Cyeril to go back to sleep.

"I'm gonna pee Brother. It's been kebellet from earlier," said Cyeril softly.

"Hemm .. Why didn't you say that earlier. Call me, let the incident like this not happen again," said Dzoki gently reminded.

Cyeril looked at Dzoki strangely. Not usually this husband can talk soft and slow. Even the ones who were shouting loudly and snapping.

"Yes Brother."

Cyeril was led by Dzoki to the bathroom and now Cyeril is confused as to how to take his underwear down.

Cyeril came out of the bathroom with his infusion.

"Not to pee. Cyeril can't open this?" said Cyeril resisted the desire to pee.

Dzoki looked at Cyeril with pity.

"I went inside. I can help you?" ask Dzoki slowly to Cyeril for permission.

Both are married and are SAH. But they never did that again other than that time.

For a moment Cyeril seemed to think. But for what shame is already husband and wife. From pepper resisting pain want to pee.

"Sir Dzoki is okay? Fear is uncomfortable to see Cyeril pee," said Cyeril slowly.

"What a Ril. Time is uncomfortable see have his own wife," said Dzoki laughed.

"Ih ... That's Dzoki's brother,"

Both went to the bathroom. Cyeril holds the infusion tube and Dzoki helps to open the lather in Cyeril.

"So don't face it let you not be ashamed. If you say so," said Dzoki slowly.

"Udah," answered Cyeril who had cleaned up the rest of his urine.

The two went back into the room again. Cyeril had gone up on his bed and laid his body back down.

Dzoki restarts the infusion at the stake.

"You snacking? Or drink milk? I bought milk, would you?" dzoki said slowly to Cyeril.

"Can,"

Dzoki opens the milk box to Cyeril. Dzoki only wanted to focus on Cyeril who was clearly pregnant with his own child.

He gave Cyeril a box of milk to drink.

"Bless you, brother,"

"Yes. Sorry for my brother's attitude all this time" said Dzoki lirih.

Deg ...

What's the matter?

Why did her husband apologize?

Cyeril never felt neglected. For Cyeril it all takes time and process.

"I'm sorry for which brother's attitude?"

Both their views meet each other.