Married Om Duda
Chapter 8

Under the dim moonlight, the clear sky was complete with sparkling stars. The shining light illuminated the two people below him, as if indifferent to the pain Farez was experiencing.

Lizi looks panicked, occasionally biting her nails while moving one leg. "Duh, Sir. Let's go to the doctor!" he said tensely, seeing Farez still speechless with his teeth tightened.

Farez grabbed Lizi's hand, clutching her tightly until she could only grimace, revealing neatly arranged white teeth.

"Which doctor opens the middle of the gini mall? get me inside!" said Farez stammered, feeling the sensation of pain that spread great.

Lizi tries to get Farez, helping him into the house. It had been two years he lived there, but only this time Lizi entered the house owned by the owner of the boarding house.

Looking around, the small house with two floors looked clean and tidy. All the furniture is also well arranged. It does not look like a man's house.

What a person eats, his weight.

Lizi tries to stabilize her steps, while helping Farez sit on the sofa.

The tragedy that Farez experienced along with his suffering, only men are able to understand it. Women, especially Lizi did not know the suffering between two eggs and sausages, which were somehow more painful.

Seeing Farez moaning in pain, Lizi felt bad. He took the initiative to compress the injured part of Farez.

"You crazy? Aagh - get a doctor tomorrow!" farez shouted loudly, occasionally sighing, feeling the pain that was still creeping. "You have to take responsibility, Zi!"

"Yes, Sir. I'm responsible." Lizi can't escape. After all, it was a result of his behavior.

After remembering, Lizi did not bring a cell phone at that time. So, he took the initiative to borrow Farez's phone, in order to act faster to find a doctor.

After successfully making an appointment with one of the best doctors in town. Lizi intends to leave to return to her room. However, Farez held him back.

"It's made me like this, it's run away."

"Oh my goodness, sir. My room is there, you come out the door and you can see the door of my room." Lizi holds hands. "How do you run away?" mumbled wailing.

"Sir, male and female can't have one roof. The law is forbidden, sin sir!" Lizi glared explaining.

"Baby and female?" Farez grunts. "You think animal kebon? You're a suspect, I'm the victim, okay?!"

Describing the word 'victim and suspect' made Lizi swallow her saliva rough. He thought, that it was all just an accident that did not need to be described that way.

What victims and suspects?

I don't like old guys. Mind colossal!

"This is it." Farez interjected between the swearing Lizi threw in his heart. "Create a report in the police, say you know they can be mediators."

Farez was about to pick up the phone that Lizi had placed on the table in front of him. However, Lizi's movements were apparently quite nimble. He took Farez's phone first.

"Eits, Sir. Better, we finish it in a family, how? I also have no problem being here for tonight" Lizi said, trying to negotiate.

"Family? When did we become a family?" Farez answered tightly without looking at Lizi's face.

Lizi's face flushed red, burning flames on the gas stove. My patience is gone. His two hands clenched firmly, eagerly thrust onto Farez's handsome face.

"Well, can you do anything?" Farez's words made Lizi raise one eyebrow.

"My room is upstairs. You sleep there, I'm here. Tomorrow morning help me to see the doctor. Beres right?"

It took a few seconds before Lizi finally agreed with Farez. Again he remembered the form of responsibility due to the actions he produced himself.

It was angel mode. Responsibility is not half.

...☆TBC☆...