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"Farel, are you okay?"

Dhara helped Farel stand up straight. After he walked over to Rey, the young man took a few steps back. Dhara drew closer, he whispered in his ear. "Sir, you'll be in trouble, if you know who he really is." Rey knitted her two thick eyebrows. Until it looks together.

"Who is this guy?"

"He's the son of the richest businessman in town."

"Hmmm..." Rey glanced at Farel's appearance from head to toe. It's like he's seen that guy, but where? Rey tries to remember Farel's familiar face. It doesn't matter who Farel is.

"Don't forget, your father's waiting." Rey jerks Dhara's hand to his embrace. Rey deliberately wrapped her hands around Dhara's slender hips. Instantly Dhara brushed him off, feeling displeased by Rey's treatment of him. For the second time, Rey has been insolent with him.

"Basic pervert, keep your dirty hands away." Instead of staying away, Rey tightened her embrace. As if to show the young man earlier, that Dhara already belonged to him.

Rey didn't listen to any harsh words from the girl. He chose to listen to his hearing. Rey just let go after they crossed the street. As if nothing happened. Rey put both her hands into her pants pocket and walked over confidently.

Farel was stunned to see that, as long as he knew Dhara, the girl always kept her distance. Even touch hands can be counted fingers, itpin Dhara always dodged first.

Dhara put on a cheerful smile, he couldn't possibly make his father's illness worse. "My father Ak...." Her cherry face instantly paled. Yahya Halim, the only person close to him looked at him with a pushy look. His eyes were red, glaring like they were about to come out of place.

"You still dare to call me Dad?" his voice was soft, and his breathing was stifling.

"Dad, what happened to you? It was fine this morning." Dhara approached to help his father. As forcefully as possible, Yahya's father brushed him off, inched from his position, trying to stay away from Dhara.

"Stay away from me. You're not my son. I don't have a bad boy like you." The words get louder, the breath sounds really heavy. Yahya's father continued to groan in pain.

"Doctor, call the doctor immediately." Dhara shouted, as the father's condition grew more concerning. Rey was on the doorstep when Dhara shouted. He just met the doctor who treated Mr. Yahya.

"What's this?" Rey ran out to call the doctor and the nurse who was about to go to her room.

"Dad, wake up, Dad. Sorry Dhara, sorry Dhara just came to see Dad." Dhara hugged the body of the middle-aged man who was in pain. Holding the chest like a sword. His breathing is hunting, very fast, like a heavy load.

His eyes were red and glared at her. The tears began to flow. So did Dhara's cries break. She was so scared, something bad happened to her father. "Doctor, help my father. I beg you." Dhara immediately ran, pulling the hand of the doctor who had just opened the door.

"I'm begging you to save my Dad, Doc." Rey calms Dhara, taking her out of the room as the medical team requests. His tears flowed, he was flowing in the river. Flooded the shirt Rey wore. Slowly his hands stretched out, displacing the girl's black mane. That's all he can do now.

"Little boy, the doctor will definitely do his best for your father." Dhara was still lulled by her cries. Unaware of his current position. Clutching Rey tightly, it could provide comfort for her troubled heart.

"The child does not know it is lucky. Ja***lang, what have you done to me, huh?" A slap imprinted on Dhara's face as he had just wanted to turn his face away when he realized his position back then.

"Don't pretend. Basic carrier siial. You're the doom bearer in our family. Not enough to make your mother go? Now you want me to leave you too? Where's your conscience? Still dare to say you're not a fucking bearer?" cecar Karina, Dhara's stepbrother.

"Well, you should be self-aware. Ever since you were present, you've made your mother die. Your father's business is bankrupt. And you still got your father dying? What kind of a child are you." Risa, the wife of Yahya Halim also showered Dhara with bad words.

Rey did not stay still, he stood up to push out the hand of Risa's mother who was raised to hit Dhara. "It's the Hospital. Please take care of your attitude. Don't make a fuss here." he said loudly and firmly.

"Who Are You? Surely you sugar daddynya this siial bearer huh. Hah, what a pity, handsome shit. But, baby, it's just used. How dare you pay this dirty girl?" Karina was like she had no fear. He kept saying bad things about Dhara.

"You, watch what you say." His jaw was hardened, the clanging sound of his teeth and the fist that Rey was ready to rain on the face of the person who had insulted his pride.

"Easy! Don't go after them." Dhara blocks Rey's wrist, which is about to advance to attack the two victims in front of her. "You said this was a hospital. Let anj*ng bark. Capah elapsed. As sane people we must give in." Dhara's words were calm yet piercing.

"You, ja**little lang, you're saying I'm anj*ng crazy?" Karina is provoked by emotion. He was about to reach Dhara, but Rey stopped him. With a single blow, the security guard immediately came and took Karina and her mother away from there. "You guys just wait. You'll be sorry you did this to me." Karina continued to curse out harsh words.

"Well, I'm waiting for that day" Dhara said sarcastically. He had been tired of the attitude of the two of them all this time. And why did they come to the hospital? Must be asking for money.

Both hands bent back, they both tried to thrash, but it was useless. The two people who were holding them were quite strong, moreover only carrying two women like them.

Dhara had started to calm down a little, he continued to rub his reddened face. Perih, but even more so his feelings at this time. What's wrong with dad? Why is seeing Dhara so much like seeing a ghost?

*Dad, don't hate me like the others. I don't want any of this to happen to me either. I'm not the unlucky carrier they accuse me of.

Nor do I ask to be born if I have to make others suffer. Really, Dad. What the hell happened to you? Don't leave Dhara alone. Dhara has no one but you, Daddy*.

"Awss, sick." Dhara hissed as Rey pressed the towel and ice she had requested from the hospital employee.

"Hold on a second, or your face will get ugly like obesity." Rey puffed her face, mimicking a fat person with swollen cheeks on all sides.

Dhara is lazy to serve Rey, he knows that the annoying Rey is trying to comfort him. But he immediately brushed it off. "Where might an annoying person seem to comfort me. There he's mocking you. Dhara! Wakes up. Wake up!!!" he murmured in the heart.

Slowly Rey compresses Dhara's bruised face very slowly. Occasionally neguinya if Dhara hissing. It must have been very painful, let alone the person who made it like it was his own family. "Shut up, can you just shut up?" Rey deliberately pressed a little. Makes Dhara complain of pain.

"You intentionally?" Dhara looked at Rey. As if he wanted to skin her alive. "With me." Dhara grabbed the towel and massaged his own face, of course he could adjust for himself how much he had to press or not.

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