(Nafas)
I look at Arin lying asleep and smile. Thank God, the operation was successful, and Arin’s body accepted my kidney. We’ve been hospitalized for two days now.
I leave his room and head toward my own. As soon as I enter, I frown when I see Arta.
He smiles.
“Hope you’re feeling better.”
He walks toward my bed, carrying a large bouquet of flowers, and holds it out to me.
Without taking the flowers, I sit on the bed and ask grumpily,
“What are you doing here?”
He places the bouquet on the bed.
“I just came to visit you... I was worried.”
I scoff.
“Worried about me?”
He nods.
“Can’t I be worried about my future wife?”
I let out a breath.
“What’s your goal? You’re definitely not in love with me... so what do you want?”
His smile grows wider.
He winks.
“Don’t underestimat
