
At first, Heru ignored the order to return home from his father. And in the end, Heru's phone rang again screaming. Heru had to pick up the phone. A moment later, Heru's two eyes widened perfectly when he heard from his father.
Without asking again, Heru immediately cleaned up the files scattered on his desk. A second later, Heru walked out of his room and headed straight for the parking lot.
Arriving there, Heru boards his vehicle and immediately slides out of the factory yard. Oh my God .. How is this? Even I did not have time to say goodbye to Gintani and the Princess, her inner being.
Heru had no other choice. The news he heard a few minutes ago, forced him to go home.
On the way, somehow Heru feeling so uncomfortable while driving his car. Many times he almost hit the road barrier. His mind is completely fucked. The father's words were still in his ears.
"Go home, Her! It's very precarious!"
"Ish, what exactly is going on? Did Aldi do it again? Hmm, but there's no way that kid's back on the hook. Since marrying Aira, her character has changed a lot. So what kind of precarious situation do you mean?" mumble Heru.
In addition to thinking about the state of the house, the chaos of Heru's heart was also none other than Gintani and his son. To ease his anxiety, Heru finally asks Alex the assistant to see Gintani's situation at his home.
"Oh my God .. May they be well."
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Arriving at the airport, Argha and Miki immediately boarded his private plane. Argha sat down beside Miki. He tried to get closer to Miki to be even more familiar.
"You will definitely stay in our country" Argha said.
Miki quiet. He simply closed his eyes regardless of Argha's words.
"Don't you want to know about your sister?" ask Argha again.
"Is that necessary?" Miki asked back.
Argha. He doesn't know what to answer. The little boy's words were so cold. Finally, Argha decided to shut up.
"Do I have to call you Brother too?" Suddenly Miki asked Argha a question.
Argha frowned. He did not understand the meaning of Miki's words. "Why indeed?" ask Argha.
"Hmm, maybe you are just like him, who never wanted to admit me" Miki replied coldly.
"Please don't convolute, I don't understand what you mean at all." Argha was beginning to be unable to control his emotions.
"Good! There's nothing to understand. We are never in any relationship, so there is no need to understand each other" Miki replied in a very cynical tone.
Shitt's! Argha cursed in his heart. The boy was a child, but why were his words so sharp? inner Argha.
"Call me as you please" said Argha no less.
Interesting, Miki replied inwardly.
In the end, they went through that journey without any talk.
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Towards Asar, Heru arrived at his parents' house. The atmosphere of the house looks quiet so Heru snorted annoyedly.
"Ish said he told me to go home, but no one was home. Where exactly are people home? The house like this is left deserted," Heru grumbled as he continued to step up the stairs.
Arriving in the room, Heru remembered the woman who was always missed and worried by him. Recalling the anxiety he felt while traveling earlier, Heru finally decided to call the assistant.
"Yes, hello Her!" greet the assistant on the other end of the phone.
"Lex, have you met them? How are they doing? Are they okay?" ask Heru who again worried about two different generations of women who are so loved.
"Her, I have something to tell you. Actually, as soon as I come ..." For a moment, the assistant paused his sentence. "Gintani, "your wife-to-be is in trouble" continued the assistant named Alex.
"You mean? What happened to her?" tanya Heru was worried.
Astaghfirullahaladzim, Inner Heru. Angry, upset sad and furious mixed into one in his heart.
"Lex, is she with you now?" ask Heru again.
"Yes" Alex replied.
"Can you give her the phone?" pinta Heru's.
"of course. A minute ...."
For a moment, Heru waited. Until finally, there was a soft voice that she missed so much.
"Hallo, Mum!" gintani's greeting on the other end of the phone.
"Gin, are you okay?" ask Heru.
"Yes, Mas. Gintan is fine. I don't have to worry" replied Gintani.
"How could Mas not worry, you left the house without asking for approval from Mas. Why don't you wait until Mas gets home? Can't we find a way out without getting out of the house?" ask Heru again.
"No Mas, however, Gintan has to get away from Mas' house. Gintan knows, maybe all this seems so selfish. But this is the best. Gintan does not want Mas to experience problems again because of the presence of Gintan," replied Gintani.
"But, Gin ...."
"Already Mas. After all, Gintan had already found a suitable place for Gintan. If Mas wants, sometime Mas can play to Gintan's house," said Gintani.
"Of course I'll play at your house. I miss the same little guy. Well, if it was your decision, I would appreciate it. Although Mas is very disappointed, but Mas can not force you. Hang up the phone, yeah. Maybe in two or three days, I can go home. Take good care of yourself, Gin."
"Yes, Mum."
Heru could only lean his body against the bed rest after the phone call with Gintani was cut off. Somehow, the woman was always hit by misfortune, making Heru even more want to protect her.
"Wait for Mas Gin, hopefully later Mas can justify you."
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Meanwhile, in Argha's apartment.
"This is your room" said Argha, taking Miki to a room always occupied by his sister.
"It looks like a ladies' room" said Miki, coldly.
"Use it first. Tomorrow you can ask the craftsman to change the decor," said Argha.
"Alright," Miki replied briefly.
"Listen Miki, I don't want any distance between us. If you need anything, just say it. As long as I can, I will definitely fulfill it" said Argha trying to be kind to the cold boy.
"It wasn't me who created that distance. But you are the one who makes the distance between us" Miki replied, cynical.
"What do you mean? I'm tiβ"
"Oh, I'm tired. Please shut the door!"
Argha was surprised to hear the brat's insolence in speech. With an annoyed grunt, he then closed the door.
Oh my God, Bram .. how could you have such a descendant, grumbled Argha in heart.
Argha re-entered his room. It was a day that really made Argha feel tired. Argha threw himself on the bed. His eyes locked onto the giant frame that was putting up his wedding photo. Shortly after, he got out of bed and approached the photo.
"Where are you, Gin ... Mas misses you so much." murmured Argha while wiping the frame that put on the beautiful face of his wife.