12 FORMER

PART 37 WANTS ME TO REPEAT

Kent PoV's

These eyelids seemed reluctant to be closed, a bad shadow flashed about Nesya dancing in my eyes.

Three days, me, Fint and Nesya's family waited in a huff, we were really afraid something might happen to her.

Drt…

Someone, an old friend of mine at medical school, suddenly sent a message, sending a message. My eyes widened in surprise, looking at the message I had just opened.

Katty: I found your girlfriend, come here quickly.

(I found your girlfriend, come quickly)

In that instant, I jumped out of bed, grabbed my backpack, packed my clothes. Take some things I need.

Remembering, remembering one thing (Fint), I need him right now. I called her number, lucky for me, when Fint picked up the phone and answered.

I can breathe a sigh of relief when my ass touches the passenger bench. Flight with Singapore flight destination. A small smile rose from my lips, looking at Fint who was sitting next to me, were it not for Fint, there was no way I could have gotten a plane ticket so easily.

The car we were riding in reached the front yard of the hospital, after a few minutes we arrived at the airport.

We both ran to the receptionist, asking for a room my friend had informed me on the phone.

When the door of the patient's room opened, my eyes were shocked by the foreign figure sitting on the sofa. His arms are full of tattoos, my mind is flabbergasted.

Suddenly I remembered the CCTV footage I saw the other day with Fint in the building where the shooting took place. The man who attacked Nesya was a dark hat man who had a tattoo on his arm.

I ran to hit him with a hard punch in the face, resulting in a fight between us.

Fint called the police immediately. It didn't take long, some police officers took forcibly Reza, a female trafficking mobster, the police had been hunting him for a long time, due to reports of girls suddenly disappearing without a trace.

I just found out that Reza is one of Nesya's ex.

I stared at the pale face lying before my eyes. Blood transfusion, I just donated my blood for her, lucky that our blood type is the same. According to information from the nurse who handled it, Nesya had bleeding when she arrived at the hospital.

One thing I really don't want to say, even if I can hide it for life.

Whether I made the right choice or not, when the doctor asked for my approval to perform fetal curettage in Nesya's womb. And the bad news: I agree.

My tears melted slowly, wetting both cheeks, I rubbed with the back of my hand, trembling. Sad, very sad, I could feel how much pain the great woman who was lying in front of me was now.

This heart felt broken into pieces, the plan that I had assembled since we met again now had to stop in the middle of the road. The shadow of happiness of living a small family life together, must be wiped out this very second.

I wanted to scream at God, ask him to turn back the clock, just as God brought us together for the first time, Santorini, OIA.

Blissful eyes glowed from both eyes when they found the two eyelids opening slowly. She looked at me with her missing eyeballs.

Her little smile was heart-cooling.

How glad and relieved my heart was to see it awaken from its long slumber, the fear of loss as if it were healed just by hearing its melodious voice ring out in my ears. I stroked her hair and I kissed her forehead baby.

I'm just afraid he'll hate me after today, my inner self in a little heart.

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