Scelus

Chapter 22: Bab 21

"Because what I know, when I speak into his eyes, there is an honesty that he would never say."

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"WHY do you think my girlfriend is Arjuna?" Starla said in return.

One sentence was enough to silence the God. He also doesn't know, if you think logically, it is

impossible. However, the evidence and reality that God saw said it was possible.

"Why do you have Arjuna's number?"

Starla raised an eyebrow. "Because of that you think I'm her boyfriend? That means, if I had Zayn

Malik's number, you would say I'm Zayn Malik's girlfriend too?"

"Can you, if I ask, don't you have to ask back?" annoyed Dewa.

Starla chuckled. "Who is Arjuna? President? Governor? King? Until I have the number, I don't think it's

very natural."

"Whatever your reason, stay away from Arjuna," said Dewa while looking straight at Starla.

Starla looked up, staring back at Dewa with her sharp gaze. "You should say that to Arjuna. Because,

he was the one who approached me."

"Arjuna might not want to be with girls in bars like you."

"So? Who should want to be with me? A guy like you?"

"I already-"

"God!" Sheril comes, interrupting Dewa. The girl immediately stood next to Dewa, "I want to go home!"

"Spoiled," said Starla.

Sheril turned her head, showing an annoyed face. "You don't need to interfere."

"Can you do it, if you see people talking together like this, hold on to not joining?" replied Starla, "Do

you want to go home, just order an online motorcycle taxi, what's the difficulty? So girls, don't be

complicated, don't be spoiled, the world is hard."

"God!" Sheril looked at Dewa, "what's wrong with this girl?"

Starla rolled her eyes lazily. "Alright, that's it. I'd rather wait for Arjuna, instead of watching Alay soap

operas live."

"You remember me too?" scolded Sheril, pointing at Starla.

"Oops, I didn't mention the brand, but someone felt it. What does that mean?" muttered Starla mocking

her.

"Damn this girl!" Sheril stepped forward, ready to raise her hand to buy lessons from Starla, who she

considered insolent.

However, the girl's hand never landed on Starla's smooth cheek. Sheril raised her head when she

realized her hand was caught in the air.

"Don't play physically in front of me, you girl," Dewa warned while holding Sheril's arm.

"Listen, here. Your guy said," Starla teased. The girl then turned her body, returned to the front of the

emergency room to wait for Arjuna.

"You should let me teach him a lesson, Wa!" Sheril annoyed when Starla had disappeared.

"I've said, don't play physically in front of me," replied Dewa.

"He keeps fishing!"

"You're a girl, Sher. Solving physical wear isn't a girl style. Since when have you been so rude?" asked

Dewa, looking into Sheril's eyes.

Sheril was silent.

"And Starla said true. So girls don't be complicated, don't be spoiled. The world is hard. You have to be

able to adjust, or you will be ruined yourself."

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Nearly two hours of waiting outside, the figure of a man dressed in white, typical of a doctor, emerged

from the all-white room.

"The patient's family," called the middle-aged man with Hendra's name tag on the left chest.

Starla immediately stepped forward, ahead of Dewa who also wanted to approach the Doctor.

"Me, Doc," said Starla.

"Are you his family?" asked the middle aged man, Starla nodded.

"The patient has been treated, the wound in his stomach has also been stitched. Thankfully, the

treatment is fast, so we can avoid unwanted things."

"Can I come in, Doc?" asked Starla.

"Please. Do not be long, because the patient needs rest," warned the doctor.

Starla nodded in understanding, the girl immediately entered. Approaching Arjuna who was lying on the

bed.

"How can you do this, Jun?" asked Starla. There was no answer because Arjuna was still under the

influence of drugs.

Starla took Arjuna's hand, grasped it tightly then pressed Arjuna's cold palm against her cheek. "Get up

quickly."

From behind, the god watched it all in silence.

To be continued