At the End of My Tired!

Lxxi Part

"Sarah likes bi, dear Sarah can't go there." Said the woman with a sad face. The incident two months ago, has taken away the freedom of his legs.

A violent clash two months ago, had resulted in Sarah sustaining a spinal cord injury. Now, the woman can only do activities in a wheelchair, and also through the help of others.

"Later aunt asked Rojak to take us to the village. Non Sarah wants to see the market right, there if this morning is still rame. A lot of market hawker sales, which usually bibik buy for non Sarah, if down to the market." Said the middle-aged woman, comforting her young miss.

"Can bi? Oya, where's dad bi? Sarah hasn't seen." After bathing and changing clothes assisted by bi Ninik, Sarah asked for breakfast on the balcony of her room. He wanted to have breakfast while enjoying the morning air, as well as the view of the Village and the rice fields under the hills of their villa.

"Mr Adnan is in front of non, again the same Bahtiar and Andro. The Rojak with Ifah again to the city border, taking supplies for medicine and non Sarah's needs." Clearly bi Ninik on his young miss.

" means it's still a long time, huh bi? Ask Andro or Bahtiar to help us go for a walk, how about bi?" Sarah said impatiently, she was so excited. For the first time in two months, he was able to leave the house.

" May, this is done non, the milk is consumed first, this is the vitamin. Let him be as healthy and strong as non-Sarah." Bi Ninik smiled softly. Sarah is like her own daughter, since the incident two months ago, Sarah is more silent and moody.

Who is not sad if he loses his child, even he did not have time to hold it or just look at it.

"Already bi, can you ask for help take Sarah's knit hat the same yellow cardigan blue color ya bi. It's cold weather." Sarah rubbed her own arm.

Bi Ninik took everything Sarah asked for, and also a old-fashioned cell phone on the nightstand. They've all used nautical phones since they moved there. That way their existence, would not be able to be tracked easily.

Sarah's face looked so happy, as bi Ninik pushed his wheelchair out of the room towards the front door.

"Well, Sarah. Where's son, here near daddy. Dad was relaxed, playing chess with the two of them. Last night my father was called to Ujang kang, he said the Prayoga people came to Pak lurah. Almost caught, for cooperative citizens, helping each other drive them out. Now pak lurah and family moved for a while to the village, still kang ujang helped by kang Sadin." Obviously Mr. Adnan at length.

"You remember Memet no, who used to go home a lot when he was in school. Who likes to bring vegetables to school, for sale keguru-teachers who live in mess.?" Said Mr. Adnan again.

"That memet cungkring is yeah well, why is he. A wedding?" Ask Sarah in curiosity.

"He's kang Ujang enter work at the Reegan mansion, there is also the son of Jamal Pak Puput. Work there also first, the task of the gardener Memet, the same fix if there is a leaky pipe or a damaged cooler. So he can monitor the outside, if Puput in the clean-up section, so he has free access in the house." Clearly again.

"Are they still looking for us?" Ask Sarah worriedly.

One week since the tragic incident experienced by Sarah, the media was horrendous with the circulation of video of the murder, which was carried out by successful businessmen of this country. All the media highlighted the case, and Prayoga's family came under fire from the public. Made the company led by Reegan, almost out of business.

Almost all shareholders pulled their shares back, but thanks to Reegan's cold hands, as well as the help of her best friends, the company rose again. These two months were the toughest for the cold man, besides being preoccupied with corporate affairs, he was also trying hard to find information about Sarah's whereabouts.

The regret that Reegan felt was very painful after the truth about the grandfather's lie was revealed. Reegan lives her life with immeasurable inner torment, a shadow about her innocent little daughter, constantly present in Reegan's memories. The tiny baby can only be seen through a photograph, which Satria sent to her. And also a small tomb that he used to visit every Sunday, for the last two months, to just treat the man's longing.

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"Ck, you're not bored what, back and forth to my rich house?" Angga said upset, because for two months, Reegan always comes to his house. Ask about Sarah and also sometimes play with her two children, who are only 3 months old.

Angga threw her body onto the sofa opposite Reegan, who was playing with Alisya and her twin Altaf. His anger has diminished a bit in the man, two months he knows what Reegan has done to look for the whereabouts of Sarah and her father.

"Gue just wants to play with baby Cia and baby Al, very lo stingy." Reegan said without looking at the owner of the children.

"Ck, the reason you stale. The ends must also be about Sarah same me." Decak The man is upset. "My father has been missing, lately almost every day you come to my house for the same reason. I'm a rich pans credit to my wife aja lo." Said Angga again while glancing left right, timid if his wife heard.

Angga's wife has a new hobby, namely credit hunting shopping. If Sarah used to buy only what she felt was necessary, because of her limited health. Not with Lusi, since pregnancy and marriage, her mother-female soul out all. She had already filled her kitchen with various cookware, and almost everything she bought, through the crediting method.

And it makes Angga careless, instead of him being embarrassed, instead pleased with the significant change of the wife. It's just what he wants, the money that every month Angga sent to his account. Every time asked why, why Prefer to buy in installments, the answer must be rich again with the horror of the two-chapter sermon. "We have a son, two. In the future there will be many needs, school fees and others. Anyway if I shop nyicil gini, the sensation is lo mas, you will not understand. Focus only work, home affairs, let the wife handle, money flows smoothly, the future mas I guarantee safe. Later I buy another tiger negligee, which one rope, let the mas get more sensation."

That's how the wife Angga, empty all collection of nightgowns is negligent with various models, sometimes he sewed specifically to please the husband.

"Gue misses the twins again, so it's very ama me. No kasian that, see I do not take care of gini. I've been sleeping in the office lately, rarely eating, bathing anything else. My males, no one's protesting if I stink." Reegan said as she resuscitated her head on the back of the sofa, closing her eyes. Can Angga clay, the tired face of the man, he is also one of the people who helped invest, for the company that almost went bankrupt.

"That's it, Nindy. Not that you are the same way anymore, do not worry so if deket lo. I'm rich thug bazaar lo, haircut gih. Tar my son sawan again, look lo look." Angga said while looking at the appearance of the man in front of him, then he seemed to remember something. "Eh, you said you rarely take a shower, right? Away from my son." The man then pulled the bouncer away from Reegan.

"Ck, it's the same as me. Guarantee your shirt again, I'll take a shower." Reegan said as good as jidat.