Died Ahead of Marriage

56. Find Anna

Yoga doctors try to think back. He shook his head.

Many people have the same name. It could be another Anna.

"After this, do you know the way home?"

Anan shook his head. "I've only been in town for a few months, Om. My journey is around the house."

Yoga doctor rubs his chin. "Are you the name of the street where your parents live?"

The eyes of the boy named Anan were bleached staring at the ceiling of the room. "Well, what is it? What road is Jati?" Anan scratched the back of the head with a hand that did not hurt.

"Ah, Teak Wood Road, Om." Anan's face turned bright when he managed to remember the name of the region where he and his mother lived.

Yoga doctors immediately cleaned up the equipment that had been used to sew the wound obtained by Anan. "After this will Om take you home huh?"

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Doctor Yoga and Anan this time right standing in a shophouse. There were seen passing by some women who came out confidently.

"You live here?"

Anan pointed to the top of the building. "Mom and I live there."

"If it is, where mom works." He pointed to the bottom that was covered with glass that was covered completely by stickers. There, a very large label read, Beauty Salon and Spa.

"So, is your mom the owner of this salon?"

Anan did not answer and continued to open the door of the salon.

"Well, Anan? Already home training?" greet one of the young ladies in black uniform. On the left chest of her clothes was inscribed Beauty Salon and Spa, exactly the same shape as the windshield.

The woman's eyes caught Anan's neatly bandaged hand. His face looked very surprised. "Your hand why Anan?"

"Sorry, Ma'am ... My mother's son was hurt for helping me." The Yoga Doctor appears and immediately answers the questions of the Yoga Doctor. The Yoga doctor reached out to the woman whom the mother thought to be, Anan.

"My name is Yoga, Mom."

"Then where is Mama?" sela Anan, who had been wildly glancing around.

"Oh, usual ... There are more customers. She wants to be the same as your mother." Lasmi explained.

"Well, is your mom busy?" The Yoga Doctor was suddenly intrigued by the vibrations from the cell phone in his pants pocket.

He immediately pulled the object and seemed reluctant to answer when he saw the name written on his phone. But he immediately answered the call.

".... "

"Yes, Ma ... Still on the road."

" .... "

"No, I'm just taking the patients home.

" .... "

"Yes, I know I'm 38. But, Mama don't carelessly match me with a random be— woman"

"Sorry, Lasmi said you ...."

The Yoga Doctor stopped the conversation on the phone, stunned to see the figure that had just popped out from behind him. "Doctor?" ask the woman.

"Ma, I'll call you back." The Yoga Doctor looked back at that figure.

"Ma, it's Doctor Om who took me to his hospital." Anan stood a considerable distance away from his position.

The Yoga Doctor frowned glancing at Anan and Anna in turn. "Who? How is it there? Come on, come here!"

Anan nodded quickly. "I'm gonna go up and take a shower."

"But your hands must not be hit by water!" doctor Yoga is back.

Anna glanced towards Anan's missing body. Not a single smile appeared on his face. Unlike the Yoga Doctor, his smile looks very wide.

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