(Nafisah POV)
"It turns out that Renandra Ettrama can be romantic too, huh?" I asked while wiping away the tears that suddenly fell.
"I can do anything for my love, have you had dinner? How about we have dinner?" he asked me.
"Dinner? You're still sick, where are we going for dinner?" My question did not agree with his suggestion this time.
"Just the hospital canteen, eat cup noodles maybe. how about it?" I who heard his words could only be silent and nodded slowly.
finally we got up from sitting and walked together to go to the canteen, Renand took my hand and gripped it tightly. I, who felt the warmth of Renand's hand, of course immediately smiled a little.
I don't care if people think I'm a woman who grabs people's husbands, I don't care if people think I'm a cheap woman, I don't care if people say I'm a woman who easily falls in love again after being hurt.