
After chatting for a long time with Suherman in the living room, Anika then left her father. He walked up the stairs and accidentally passed by his stepmother.
The woman looked fresh with wet hair that decomposed long. Anika watched him for a moment and continued without saying a word.
Yes, Anika never respected her stepmother, for Anika the woman was nothing more than an actor who had destroyed the household of both parents and even made her biological mother die.
Now Anika hates him even more and is determined to find out the cause of her mother's death. Although there is no evidence to corroborate his conjecture, but Anika will not give up to find out the irregularities for the sake of the irregularities that occur. He believes that his mother's death has something to do with the woman.
Arriving in the room, Anika rushed to take her laptop located in the drawer. He took her to the sofa and opened it.
I don't know what Anika was looking for, but clearly her bead eyes seemed to focus on staring at the laptop screen. His hands play the keyboard keys with agility.
Elsewhere, Alvian was sitting by the side of the road with a riled look and disheveled hair. This day he did not know where to go, he did not even taste to eat let alone go home. He really doesn't know how to deal with this.
Lucky Alvian is not the type of man who likes to look for escape to the workplace. He realized that he could not misstep and fall into a black world. He's still sane, he won't ruin himself. He was still thinking about his beloved little girl who would soon grow up, he would never let her down.
When the clock on his wrist pointed to the number ten, Alvian decided to return to the hospital. He began to miss with a sweet smile Amara who all day he had not seen at all.
Alvian got into the car and darted away from the place.
Upon arrival at the hospital parking lot, Alvian disembarked after turning off car contact. He walked into the building and went straight to Amara's room.
From behind the glass doors that limit them, Alvian silent for a moment pecked Amara's deep face that looks so plain. As Alvian's heart melted, he realized he could not give the best for his daughter.
After a long time in the doorway, Alvian pushed him slowly. He did not want his arrival to disturb Amara's rest, could see Alvian was already very happy.
"Find some fresh air" replied Alvian lightly, then entered the bathroom to wash his face.
Not long after, Alvian came out with a face that was still wet after being washed by water and chose to sit near Ratih. His breathing sounded heavy.
"Hows it? Is Amara acting?" cerca Alvian with a sad look.
"No, it's just that he's more reserved than ever. He seemed to be devastated after losing Anika." explained Ratih with the same gaze.
"Anika is not lost, she has returned to her family" Alvian said in a trembling voice.
"Where do you know?" Ratih knit confused brows.
"So he was the one who brought Amara to this hospital, only now the situation was different. The girl is not ours anymore, she is engaged and is getting married soon." Alvian explained with teary eyes.
Hearing that, Ratih's eyes suddenly puffed out with her mouth slightly gaping. "What did you say?"
"Hm... That's the truth," Alvian nodded her shoulders with piercing lips.
"Oh my God, what about Amara? He had high hopes for the girl, "Ratih herself could not imagine how devastated Amara would be if she knew this.
"Okay, I'm confused myself. I begged Anika to cancel the marriage, but she said she loved the man. What else can I do?" Alvian bent his back and rubbed his face violently. "I'm really tormented, Ratih. What am I supposed to do?" alvian said with breath stuck in his throat.
Ratih just kept quiet without saying a word, he perfectly understood how Alvian suffered in this situation. But he himself could do nothing to help her.