Laras And Nabil
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Within an hour, Nata's personal doctor came with hely there. He examined the condition of Nata who was still lying face down in bed.

"Quick you check my back, Mark"

Turns out the doctor was named Mark, Baras just found out. The calm and teary-faced man examined Nata's back carefully.

"He didn't hurt me, did he?'

He, Nata means Laras. The man suspected Laras was sowing gunpowder or bon chili on his wound.

"Very well, the stitches are neat, is Miss a doctor?" ask Mark to Laras. Laras shook his head "no, I'm still a student, sorry! I shouldn't have been sassy"

"Blame the code of conduct but this is in the emergency department, fortunately there is a miss, if you are rushed to the hospital she can run out of blood"

Mark praised Laras for helping Nata. Nata's ears became hot because they spoke of his laughter. Didn't they know he was sick? they're really not concerned. Laughing at the suffering people.

"Map!!"

Mark and Laras are shocked at Nata's screams. They both checked Nata's back, still intact.

"Master why" asked Mark worriedly afraid of being scolded.

"You shouldn't go home, Mark, you shouldn't have a wife! women are just a hassle!"

Mark's face was greatly distressed by Nata's words. The man went back to check on Nata's wounds.

"Maklum doc, he has no partner, he doesn't know how to live a happy life" Laras said. Mark just showed his teeth without a sound for fear of Nata.

"Hey you ugly woman! is your life happy? don't be so smart!" nata's voice rose up, he who was sick even angry at everyone.

"Joy it's so good, just seeing you like this I'm happy!"

"You...???"

"It's better for you to rest now" lerai Mark.

"How am I going to rest, do you think I can sleep well?"

"You can go back to the forest and ask another bear to finish off, and you'll sleep well"

Trembling molar Nata crackled, it felt like he wanted to throw Laras from the window so that his ears were pollution-free.

Mark glanced at Laras, of all humans only Laras dared to answer Nata's words. He alone who has worked for many years with Nata has never spoken much let alone denied. It could end without a headstone.

Nata's men daydreamed in front, four antelope lying in front of them. Didn't know the animal had to be caught. Their plan for the party fails due to Nata's circumstances.

Laras told them to party on the grounds that Nata had told them to. The faces of the men became happy and immediately split the task.

The atmosphere of the night was very lively, all gathered in the yard to burn the game animals with spices provided by the chef.

Nata is angry in his room accompanied by Mark. He asked why the men were partying?

Laras was concerned about the fate of the skinny guy. He asks Mark to help put Nata in a wheelchair. Although the man's body is carved many tattoos but if the innate pain like people want to die. He pushed Nata into the depths where his men were cheering.

"You see, seeing them happy then you should also be happy, will bring a positive aura to you so that you do not get old quickly"

"I'm not old, your eyes are good"

"Oh not yet? but why does it seem like it? you're like a four-grandfather" Laras laughed crisply. He sat down next to Nata's wheelchair and saw the burly men roasting meat. The smell of meat mixed with spices pierced the nose.

"I remember my friend, a man who cooks, if he's here, he'll be happy" Baras told Benz. Nata glanced at Laras "don't ask" he said.

"Can't you just don't cut it first?"

"I want coffee, cold"

Baras saw the chefs making coffee near the campfire. Barrel asked for one glass for Nata.

"Let me, it's okay" Laras brought the coffee to Nata. The man did not take the cup from Barrel's hand.

"Don't you see I'm sick anymore?"

"Your back pain is not your hands"

"Sick moved"

"I'm not your servant"

It seems that the sikurus hand is indeed sick, he just kept quiet and Laras relented he helped spoon the coffee into his mouth. No matter the heat or what is important Nata does not complain. Who asked him for help. His heart was not sincere and did not want to help anyone.

The night was bright, the stars scattered over the deep sky. Laughter filled the place. Mark glanced at Nata and Laras. The master seemed to be enjoying a bribe from Laras.

The meat is ripe. The cook man sliced the meat and distributed it to Nata. Again, the man said he couldn't bribe himself.

"You're troublesome" Laras brought the mouthful of meat closer to Nata's mouth when the man opened his mouth, Laras put the meat into his own mouth.

Nata's face was cramped, wanting revenge. Laras laughed happily to see it.

"Your face is getting worse like that, like an oxtail"

"Are you beautiful?"

"Beauty!"

"Praise yourself"

"Who else is to be expected besides yourself" He replied Laras he fed the flesh of the mouth of Nata. As soon as the spoon was brought close to its mouth Nata again grabbed Laras' hand with a triumphant laugh. But then he realized, he had held someone's hand. Slowly his laughter faded and released Laras' hand slowly. The face of Laras also looks flushed but not salting but angry. Nata pranks him on the grounds that his hand hurts to move. He was already a babu to feed the man.

"It's a bribe of its own" Baras pushed Nata's lap plate and went inside the house.

"He why? I'm in nyinyirin not angry turn she immediately scolded.hey ugly woman!! wait!"

Nata calls Laras but it seems that Laras does not heed. Mark rushed to help Nata, fearing that the master had fallen.

"She's a strange woman, when she was angry with me? who am I, then? how dare you be angry, ..awh!!" Nata grimaced as his body movements caused his back veins to be active.

"Sir, you want to go to Miss Laras?"

"No! why am I at her place?"

"Why did you go there?"

"Whisper! it's up to me!!"

The master is always right, whatever he says is not wrong even though his wheelchair heads into the house following Laras he does not want to be said to follow. He only entered the house after Laras and was angry in front of the door of the room Laras as if he was hurt.

"I didn't mean to prank you!" nata shouted in front of the door of the closed room Laras.

There is no truth from within. Nata shouted back,

"Hey! open !! or I'm getting the door taken off!!"

"Maybe the lady is taking a break, sir" Mark said.

"Shut up!!"

Being told to be quiet, Mark shut his mouth tightly and let Nata scream and talk.

"The fire is noisy"

A barrel appeared from the kitchen chewing something and carrying wine in his hand. Nata gawked, he thought Laras was inside. He was tired of screaming from earlier.

"My ears are polluted with air, from earlier noisy mouthful" Laras stuffed a wine into Nata's mouth which was still gaping.