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Memories of Yang ....

While holding his father's head lying unconscious with a backrest in his hand. Prasetya took a flat object in his pants pocket by pressing, a personal mobile phone number of a doctor who dealt with the disease suffered by the father.

Not long after the doctor he contacted had reached home, without making small talk the man told the doctor to check the condition of his father.

“How is my father okay?” prasetya asked the doctor who had just closed the door.

“Ck! Why is it like this, Pras? If you hear by the cold girl, I could have been killed by her.” The doctor who was the same age as Prasetya was grumbling while clucking in annoyance.

“I don't want to hear your murmur tone. Just tell me at the core!”

“God long ago I was stressed with the behavior of father and son who were always impatient.”

The doctor gulped roughly as his best friend, staring at him with a deadly look in his eyes, “your father should not have received bad news and it could have affected his health, Pras. Did you just tell a story that could provoke a sense of anger in him?”

“I only tell you a little bit about the truth that only you know it.”

Congkol with a statement from the friend, making the doctor clucked annoyed to hear it. “You should be your father's emotion, Pras.”

“Then what should I do and how?”

“Everything is already gone and you should be able to bear the anger inside his beloved grandson.”

“No problem because that's my goal.”

“You are absolutely crazy, Pras!! However, remember this do not forget about —

“No need remind me about that!”

Dad I know very guilty of you and your late mother. I didn't even mean to make your emotions burn, but to be honest your son is completely helpless. Forgive all my coldness and selfishness that have hurt you, especially the two women I have loved in silence.

Leaving the father in a state of improvement by stepping foot towards, the sacred room that holds a million memories was never forgotten by Prasetya.

The room which bears silent witness to his nightly hot romance with a beautiful woman who has given him, a beautiful princess so that the man is forced to build a wall to close the door of the heart, so that the, that at that time he had actually fallen for the woman he had been betrothed to long ago.

Her memory glared at the moment she first met ....

“What do you think, Pras? Is she as beautiful as I sent you that photo?”

“Bu, a —

“You said that bitch is prettier than her so, huh!”

“That's not what I mean, Mom. However, a —

“Don't think too long, Pras. You're my only hope to marry her!”

A young man who was chatting with his mother was thinking of a special request to receive an arranged marriage.

“Why didn't Morgan replace me? Right now I can't decide your wish.”

“Don't tell me this is because of that bitch? Until my spirit is separated from my body, it will never accept him as my son-in-law! You should be able to open your eyes wide, Pras.”