A MAN FROM INSTAGRAM

CHAPTER 15: Randy Sick What?

At Denon Group, Randy is in a meeting with all the divisions responsible for managing the hotel project in Cirebon. Randy deliberately held a meeting at the headquarters of Denon Group, he was not feeling well if he had to go to the shrimp city.

This meeting focused on discussing hotels in Cirebon that have been completed 90%, only 10% left for the hotel to operate immediately. However, just a few minutes into the meeting, Randy's head felt throbbing pain. He then permission to his room, without David followed.

David is authorized to monitor the meeting until the end, which will be asked to explain the points of the meeting results. David also obeyed the orders of his young master, although inwardly worried about Randy's condition.

Randy massaged his head slowly that still felt throbbing pain, for some reason since hearing the sacred sentence that was said yesterday by Ratih, Randy always thought about Ifa.

Randy is worried if If Ifa doesn't like him or can't have him.

"Akhhhh!" Randy kicked the table and dropped all the stuff on his desk.

Everything fell, scattered on the floor, even the picture of the late Rohit was hit. The figura glass broke and spread everywhere.

Not long after, David entered Randy's room. He wondered what had happened to his young master.

"Young master is sick?" asked David curiously.

Randy was still flinching in his chair when he heard David's question. He then took a deep breath to say to the assistant he had already considered like an uncle.

Randy shows her phone screen displaying the beautiful face of Ifa on her Instagram account, @m10_ifaaa.

"Uncle, help Randy! Find out everything about this woman. Starting from her favorite food, her shoe number, her favorite color, the point is all about this woman. Randy needs as soon as possible information about him. Uncle can?" Randy hopes David will make it easier to approach Ifa, the woman who has made his life unsettled.

As David watched carefully ifa's face, he felt like he had never seen her. Eagerly he asked but not brave, he worried that asking would make Randy upset with him, considering Randy's current face was very unfriendly.

"Daughter of Salsabil's Sharifah" David read the name written on Ifa's Instagram bio.

"That's the name!" Randy just confirmed David's words.

"Good young master. I will try to find all the information about this woman, and soon I will give it to the young master." David felt able to just look for someone's information, because indeed he had the ability of intelligence despite never joining the official intel team.

"Good! I'm waiting for the information from uncle." said Randy with a smile. He really can't wait to start an approach with the girl who has made him fall in love.

***

Randy came home sooner than usual, he had already arrived home when the time showed at 15:00. Randy deliberately went home quickly, because he wanted to rest longer to recover his condition.

Ratih even to the point of astonishment when he saw the only son of his puppet coming home quickly.

"Tumben cepet home?" Ratih for a moment looked at the handsome face of his son, he was sitting on the sofa in front of the television and was watching his favorite comedy soap opera, the driver ojek.

Randy stopped his steps, who initially wanted to go to the room, he looked back at the mother.

"Ran, are you sick? How pale is that looking?" Ratih immediately approached the prince, he even stroked Randy's forehead to ensure the condition of his son. But not the entire back of Ratih's hand stuck, because Randy's height exceeded his body.

Ratih was surprised when he felt the heat from Randy's forehead which he managed to touch with difficulty.

"No papa, just a lack of rest. That's why I want to sleep." Randy was about to continue his steps, but Ratih's hand managed to stop him.

"You're sick, Ran, don't say no papa! Now also mom will prepare a compress for you. You better just wait in the room, and immediately remove your suit and shirt, change clothes with a finer material and that can maximally absorb sweat."

Ratih rushed to the kitchen, he wanted to prepare his own compress for Randy. But the ranking panicked and not focused, Ratih actually fell. Mbok Santi came on time, he helped Ratih stand up. Mbok Santi just finished lifting the clothesline today.

"Mother is papa?" ask Santi worried.

"No papa, but Randy's sick now. I'd like to prepare a compromise for him." Train immediately looking for a compress device, he was worried that if it was too late to be compressed then Randy's body temperature would rise.

"Let me prepare ma'am, the mother after the young master only," mbok Santi took over the work that Ratih had previously wanted to do.

Ratih also obeyed mbok Santi, he walked quickly to Randy's room.

GECK

Ratih knocked on Randy's room door, before long Randy's voice let him in.

"Geez Randy, you haven't taken off your shirt? Let me help you let go." Ratih was very surprised when he saw Randy still wearing his shirt, even though he had told him so far.

"Yes, it's coming out fast!" ratih's voice did not lose its loudness.

***

Ratih was surprised Randy had not come out of the bathroom, but Randy said he only wanted a minute to go to the bathroom, but it had been twenty minutes since Randy entered.

I knocked on Randy's bathroom door.

"Ran, get out. This compress is ready."

There is no word from Randy, which worries Ratih.

"Ran, what are you doing in the bathroom?" there was no response from Randy.

"Ran, you don't joke. I don't like your jokes!" ratih said firmly.

Randy still hasn't answered.

"Ran, Randy.." Ratih's voice was now shaking, he was worried that nothing happened to the only son of his puppet.

Randy's bathroom door was locked from the inside, so Ratih called home security to come to Randy's room immediately.

"Please break the door, I'm worried Randy why," Ratih's voice is still shaking, mbok Santi was trying to calm him, he stroked Ratih's shoulder.

"1 2 3... Ahhhhhh!" the door hasn't opened yet.

Security pushed that door back even tighter.

"1 2 3, aaaaaahhhhh!" the second attempt has not been fruitful, the door is still tightly closed.

"Where is this mbok," said Ratih still with a trembling voice, he was really worried.

"1 2 3, aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Chequelek

The door finally opened. Ratih immediately searches for Randy's whereabouts.

"Oh my God, Randy!" peeking Ratih, he was very surprised to see Randy already drooping weakly on the floor. Security immediately lifted Randy's body to be laid to bed.

Ratih looked at Randy with tears, he then compressed Randy's forehead with a compress carried by Santi's mom earlier.

Ratih never stopped shedding tears, he could not see Randy like this. His heart ached as if it had been slashed - I had a dagger, his heart was beating faster than usual, and he was worried that Randy would not come to his senses.

Mbok Santi took over the task of compressing Randy, putting the warm compress on Randy's forehead. While Ratih tried to stroke his son's arm, of course it was still with tears.

"Ran, wake. Don't leave mom alone, Ran. I'd be so sad if you..." Ratih was unable to finish his words, he then wiped the tears that fell on his cheek.

"Randy, wake up, son. Please don't leave mom alone,"

"Mother can't afford to spend the rest of your life alone, I beg you to wake up soon,"

The family doctor who was called by Santi came, he immediately examined Randy using his stethoscope. He also examined Randy's eyes.

"His heart rate is normal, other organs are normal, too,"

"Lantas Randy is sick, doc?"

The doctor did not feel sure about the results of his examination a while ago, he then went back to check on Randy.

"Doctor, Randy's sick?" Ratih is very impatient, according to him the doctor had a long time to examine Randy.

"Doctor!"