Don't Blame Me

Burns

If you haven't touched your thumb, you can't read it!

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***

The news of the attack that Foryn received reached Edward's ears. He also knew that the culprit had been arrested and his son's name was dragged into the matter.

Sintia, who was still very worried about Edward's health, asked that the man not be rash. He has also asked the best lawyer to accompany Enrik.

Fortunately, Edward understood himself better. He did not want to make himself burdened and chose not to panic.

“I've asked two of the best lawyers to accompany her, Pah. From Enrik's explanation, Mamah was convinced that the boy did not interfere with what happened to Floryn. The mastermind is Enrik's affair which he says is hurt with Floryn,” Sintia explained to Edward's husband. He explained it with a super cold head. Sintia was afraid of her husband thinking, if she herself looked tense.

“You sure, Mah?” ask Edward to make sure.

“Iya, Pah. Mom is very sure. Enrik will not be jailed if that is what Papah fears ..” added Sintia.

Edward nodded in understanding. As Enrik behaved, the man was his own son. He couldn't have stayed still when the boy was plunged into a big problem. In addition, he was also embarrassed if Enrik languished in prison.

***

Since there was no hard evidence to corral Enrik, the man was free from all charges. But apparently, it affects the divorce proceedings between Enrik and Floryn.

Miranda said that Floryn's trial could have ended sooner. Although Enrik had nothing to do, the brains of all those problems were also still related to Enrik's affair.

“How's your hand? Does it still hurt?” zoel asked after feeding a piece of melon into Floryn's mouth.

“For the moment there is no taste. But I do not know if the influence of the drug will run out ..” explained Floryn. There is a little bad taste when alone like this time. He was afraid that there would be a caliph between the two of them.

Zoel put down a bowl containing several pieces of fruit that he brought. It's been two days that he's always been there to look after Floren. He regretted that he did not accompany Floryn to court. Zoel blames himself all the time for that.

“I'm so stupid, right?” ask Zoel suddenly.

Before Floryn could answer, Zoel reached out his hand to wipe the tip of Floryn's lips. Either there's something in there, or Zoel's just creating an excuse for Floryn not to talk.

“I should have been there with you. Not at home and leave you alone ..” Zoel said.

Floryn was stunned by what Zoel had just said. Not because of the regret he conveyed, but because of the completely different way of speaking Zoel. Floryn likes it when she hears Zoel's formality has changed.

“A-I'm fine. Really ....” Foryn convinced the man. He raised his hand which was still wrapped in bandages. “This is no big deal. The doctor said the burn was only outside. In a few days it will heal and come back the way it used to be ..” explained Floryn.

He talked about his hand being drenched in hard water. Remembering that moment, Floryn was still afraid. Fortunately, Foryn had covered her face and head with her hands. He also hastily removed the balzer that had come into contact with hard water. Otherwise, Foryn believes that his burns would be far more extensive than they are today.

Zoel took Floryn's left hand, which he only held. The man kissed Floryn's hand gently and affectionately.

Floryn smile. He is still unfamiliar with the existence of Zoel nearby, let alone just the two. “Of course it's okay,” he said. “Besok .. I can also go home. Or maybe, Widuri can come to my mother's house?” tawar Foryn's.

Zoel kissed the back of Floren's hand again. “Already, it's been very night. You better get some sleep and we'll see you in the morning. We talk about it later,” explained Zoel then back in the cold fingers Floryn.

Foryn's cheeks are flushed. Not knowing why, Floryn felt like ABG again when she heard Zoel speak. He felt his young soul reappear. He could only nod because it was already quite late at night.

Like yesterday, Zoel will be waiting for Floryn that night. As for Martha and Alvin, they will only come tomorrow morning to take her home.

“Good night ...”

“Good night, too.” Floryn closed her eyes and relaxed herself. In his heart he wished that tomorrow would be better than yesterday.

***

The next day at Enrik's residence.

Enrik put down the spoon he just used to stir his coffee. He had finished his breakfast and was intending to go to the office by then.

“Tuan .. sorry I was sassy. I just want to know, what .... will Ambar go home?” ask Mira who looks worried. Although he and Ambar never get along in many ways, Mira also still has sympathy. He was very surprised when yesterday the police came and immediately took Ambar away to be examined.

Enrik raised his hand to look at the current time. It's almost eight o'clock and he has an important meeting to attend.

“Run the company well, or I'll leave everything to Alvin!”

Edward's threat was still ringing in his ears. For some reason, his father has become more threatening lately. For now, he can only obey the orders of the father, if he still wants to enjoy his luxurious life.

“No idea, Bik. If he was innocent, the police would have released him. Don't think about other people's business. Better the right job only!” enrik's orders then went from there.

Mira bowed and could only nod in understanding. Undeniably, as a helper he and Ambar have no power whatsoever. In contrast to Enrik who got support from Edward the father.

Even if the rich make mistakes, money can help solve them. Maybe not everything, but almost. Not a little news confirms such things. Mira often sees it on TV.

For example, in one case the artist who drove a car drunk, then he caused an accident. In the accident, he has resulted in many injuries and died. At first everything was normal. The artist is called an investigator. Being locked up for some time and conducting a trial. However, over time the news will slowly fade.

No more media covering the issue. It will usually be covered with other news that is more splashy and profitable to the media. As a result, no one is talking about what happened to the perpetrator.

Apparently, the perpetrator who had injured many people to the point of resulting in the death of the victim, still held kale freely. Not imprisoned in accordance with applicable law.

Mira knew that what Ambar was doing must have something to do with his Master Enrik. However, he was only a servant who had no power to speak. If he participated in reporting about it, it is certain that he will become unemployed through shortcuts. Will his confession make him a suspect?

Of course not. Going back to the beginning, Mira realized that she was only a maid. The world is unfair. Then be good at putting yourself ….

Seriate.