
Mama Riana seemed to be calming her in-laws who were looking to hold back anger. While Papa Johan memijit pelipisnya that feels pulsating. This is the umpteenth time that his only son made trouble.
"Silahla, Pa... Remember Papa's health..." Riana stroked her in-laws back.
"Prepare Papa's return tomorrow!" Grandpa Surya tells Papa Johan.
Papa Johan let out a slightly rough breath. "Can't, Pa. Didn't Papa hear directly from Doctor Robert if Papa hasn't been able to travel far." Papa Johan.
"Papa doesn't want to know. If you don't want to accompany Papa to return to Indonesia it's okay. Papa can go home alone." The drill.
"OKAY. Okay. Alright. But not for tomorrow. Papa can leave in a week. I really don't want Papa to get worse because of this. Just this time I hope Papa can understand."
"Johan's right, Pa... One more week is not a long time. We'll accompany Papa to see the bad boy."
Even though they do not accept the decision of their children. Grandpa Surya finally complied. He also did not want the pain to recur and increasingly make it difficult for him to be longer in his home country.
*
One more week Kyara had left her apartment. Gerry's days were filled with emptiness. Like this morning. Gerry stared at the dining table that was still empty just like in recent days. Usually when he goes into the kitchen, at the dining table is available breakfast as well as warm milk for him to eat.
Even Gerry found it difficult to find the location of his things. Because usually Kyar is the one who helps arrange the layout of his room room. If usually Gerry always breakfast before leaving for the company, but it has been a week since he no longer does it. Gerry always missed his morning breakfast in the apartment. We will have breakfast if we are in the company.
After feeling that there was no more business in the kitchen, Gerry chose to pass. Leaving the apartment with the shadow of Kyara as if passing in front of him.
*
The two-storey shophouse, which has been rented for almost a month by Rania's parents, is now home to Kyara and Rania. On the second floor of the shop there are two rooms, one bathroom and a living room. Kyara and Rania choose to sleep in different rooms. Not without reason, Rania just wants to make room for Kyara to let out her heart that Kyara could not possibly show herself. He just wanted to give Kyara some privacy.
As Rania had expected, every night while peeking out from the crack of the door that was deliberately not closed tightly, Rania could hear a small sobbing coming out of Kyara's tiny mouth. Such a heart-wrenching cry. Rania let him. He just wants Kyara to have time to let out the tightness in her chest.
"Why hasn't William called me yet, Rania?" Ask Kyara who is currently helping cut vegetables. After informing him that he had reached the city again, William had indeed no longer told Kyara.
"Eitherway. Didn't you try to reach him first?"
"It has. But the message I sent wasn't sent at all and William's cell phone number wasn't active either."
"Have not panicked so much. It's possible that William is so busy taking care of his company that he forgot to tell you." Rania calms Kyara, who seems to show concern on her face.
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