Exchanged CEO Bride

71. Repatriation

Day after day has passed. It was even a week later from the day Sam told Frans' return. The time had come for Frans and Tere to return to the house of the Johandrian family.

Briel has arrived at the hospital. He came with Adam without his wife. He did not tell Gea that his parents were going home. He wanted to surprise his wife and both parents by bringing them together, the day after the return of Father and Mother.

"Dam, has it been ascertained that Gea has not known about the Father and Mother?"

To this day Briel still has not introduced Gea to her parents. He is still preparing himself so that his statement does not make any party hurt. He has no power to let one of them down. Briel could not choose from any of those she cared about.

"It's confirmed, Boss."

"What about Bima?"

"It's possible that Bima Boss already knows the Boss. But from what I know, he wouldn't have told Miss Gea what he knew if things weren't that critical. Boss Bima is only guarding Miss Gea, ensuring the safety and confidentiality of Noba Gea's identity."

Adam's answer relieved him. A sense of relief had spread throughout his heart. The admiration for Bima seemed to get bigger. He did not expect if Bima gave space for himself and Gea to solve his own problems.

"Mother, Father .. "greet Briel as she opens the door to the treatment room. He walked closer to the two of them. He was greeted with warm smiles Tere and Frans. Briel kisses Tere lightly on the cheek. Briel hugged Frans.

Plakk

Tere thrust lightly into Briel's arm. The eyes of the mother look horror in her eyes. Briel grimaced in pain. He stroked his warm-feeling arm slowly.

"sick, Bun! New time meet already persecuted?" briel's complaining of holding the heat in her hand.

"Basin a bad boy!" Instead of stopping, Tere slapped another arm of Briel. He was upset with Briel who rarely visited them both while in the hospital. Tere's face was so sharp.

"Ouch, Bun. It hurts!" Briel complained again.

"Mother is sicker. Her parents are sick, her son is not attentive!" geruntu Tere. Frans only smiled to see his wife who was struck by a vexation that mingled with longing. Tere's facial expression always made Frans happy, except for cries of sadness and disappointment. Fortunately, for decades, he did not see that face.

Tere slapped Briel's arm once again at the same spot where Tere landed his palm on Briel's arm. Briel was in pain again.

"What kind of man is this? Just got sick. What if later you are left with the person you love" Ceplos Tere without being filtered first.

His words struck Briel's heart. Briel was silent. His mind floated on the word 'if only'. He imagined that something new might and could happen or not happen. Instantly the fear of abandonment began to creep into the recesses of his heart.

Adam glanced at the silent Briel. He understood what Briel was feeling. He knew that his boss had put his heart on his wife who was still hidden from his own family and the outside world.

"Udah, Bunny. Pity the Boss persecuted Mother continues," said Adam chuckled. He was trying to melt the atmosphere that had turned awkward.

"Bas boss bus boss. Bad boy like this you call the boss, Dam?" point Tere at Briel.

Adam hesitated.

"God …. Destroyed–crushed!" Tere closed his eyes. He shook his head with a hand that touched his forehead.

Briel rounded her eyes with her lips slightly open. He was surprised by what he heard.

"Destroyed? There's not him broken, Bun. But Briel. Almost every day Briel is bullied by his own assistant" Briel said. Inner Briel wept hearing this bullying.

Briel's words invite Frans' laughter. He chuckled at Briel's reply. He already knows the habits of his biological children with the assistant that he has considered as part of his family.

"Haih ... The child himself does not even care!" sulk Tere. "Are we just adopting Adam to dethrone Briel as our biological child, Dad?" said Tere origin.

That's the expression Tere came up with. Really, he missed his son. Lately, Briel has been busy with her own business and business with her wife. While every day only Adam who regularly visit them every morning and night.

"Bun don't dong Bun. Later if Briel really– is lost, later Mother nyariin again," said Briel melas.

"Hus Bun's. Don't say it like that. Never mind, pity Briel. He's busy because he's taking care of the company you put him in. While there are projects that are being worked on in the company of Father. So it's only natural that he's busy."

Frans gave his wife this understanding. Tere is indeed included in the category of women who tend to be chatty. So it is not surprising that his words tend to be ceplas ceplos. But that is what keeps the warmth and harmony of the Briel family awake.

"Well that, Bun. Father is understanding. Aren't you, Dad?" Briel seeks a defense of her father.

Frans only shook his head with a smile that still puffed up on his lips. He is not inexhaustible with the behavior of Briel and Tere who always fuss about trivial things.

"Good, Dad." Adam passed away leaving them all, until one nuclear family remained.

"Well, Dad? Isn't this our hospital? Why do we still have to pay administrative fees?"

Tere was curious about it. As he remembered, all his friends would not pay if the things used or taken came from what they had.

"Bun, business is business" said Briel.

Plaques

Briel grimaced with the heat that ran through her arm because of Tere's rubbing.

"God my body can be crushed if you've been stabbed all day with his hands" Briel's mind. Even though Tere's hands and body were small, his power to punch was so great.

"Mother didn't ask you. Mother asked your father!"

"Briel's just representing, Bun."

"Different!"

"Yes–iya, Mother Briel who is always beautiful." Briel chose to give up. If it continues, it will never end.

"It's so dong." Tere smiled triumphantly.

"Jeez you guys .. Daddy's dizzy hearing you guys always fight your mouth with the trivial thing in question." Frans shook his head as he looked at Briel and Tere in turn. Then he focused his attention on Tere.

"Look, Bun. We still have to pay our administrative costs to appreciate their efforts to care for and try to heal us as much as possible. Yeah .. although later we will still enjoy, but we must be able to separate between our needs and needs with the business and business we have. Whatever it is, Bun."

In this case, Yasandri Hospital is classified as a private hospital, a hospital that is engaged to seek profit even though it is intended for service. This hospital still prioritizes its service. So Frans kept paying administrative fees to appreciate the paramedics. That is the policy he chose. The power that he has is not the thing to act arbitrarily. He noticed the balance of everything.

Tere nodded. He finally understood what made his heart grow.

Shortly after, the door of the room opened, revealing someone they had come to see.

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