
The night begins to come. The surrounding atmosphere was already darkened by the black clouds. While the moon hangs beautifully, it strives to illuminate the universe. In one corner of the city, a handsome man in a neat suit came out of a hospital.
It was time for her to go home, she was running a little because of the drizzle that greeted her skin pores. Yeah, that guy is De—a young charismatic doctor.
At that time, his twin brother invited him home together. Bee is seen driving De's car, while the handsome man is sitting next to him.
"We went straight home well, Mommy said we cooked a lot of food" Bee said, and De immediately nodded in agreement. Bee re-runs the car's engine and starts leaving the hospital yard.
De slightly opened the car window, so he could see Cyara who was at the security guard post. The sweet girl seemed to be laughing, while eating a pack of bread in her hand.
De was only able to flinch, staring without any expression. He lifted the car glass again, then rested his head. A strange movement captured by Bee's two eyes. The man could see something unusual. However, Bee preferred to be quiet.
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Starting tonight, Cyara will be staying in the hospital. He gave a room to the girl and some clothes. Cyara is now resting. He ate bread given a good security guard who first wanted to help him—Pak Brata—namely.
At first glance Cyara saw De's car passing by, a luxury car, belonging to the upper class. Cyara knew that, because her father once owned the same car that belonged to De.
"Cia, let's eat! I've bought you dinner" said Candra, who had just arrived, without waiting for an answer, she had pulled Cyara's arm to go with her. While in the left hand, Candra carrying two packs of fried rice.
Even Cyara who was hungry could not resist. She follows Candra's steps to eat where the employees usually rest.
The two men sat across. Candra opened a pack of fried rice for Cyara first, the smoke still billowing. Cyara gave a small smile while grabbing the spoon as she was already impatient.
"Eat!" candra invites Cyara. The beautiful girl nodded cheerfully.
"Thank you, Brother."
Candra smiled widely, she slightly rubbed the top of Cyara's head, they looked like sisters. At first Cyara ate very greedily, his mouth was full even he had difficulty chewing.
However, over time the chew felt swallowed. The beautiful girl was struck with thoughts that filled her head. He remembered his father was in a coma.
"Cia, what's wrong?" ask Candra who felt surprised, because the girl he knew cheerfully even sobbed in front of him.
"Why, Ci? Pissed ya?" guess Candra.
Cyara shook her head quickly, she was growing more and more crying with her chest tightening. It felt very crowded, here he had to willingly suffer. While there, the father lay in a coma. And until now he has not heard anything.
"Ci, let's talk, what's going on?"
The beautiful girl raised her head, Candra could see the sadness in Cyara's eyes. He got up and sat down beside Cyara to stroke the beautiful girl's back.
"Cia remembers Daddy, sister," said Cyara as he pleased. He wiped his loud tears while recalling the good times with his father.
"Patience, Ci. Just pray your dad's okay."
"But Daddy's in a coma, how can he be okay?"
Hearing that, Candra was a little surprised. Because Cyara had not told him anything.
Candra sighed and did not stop to stroke Cyara's back. "Yes, pray that he will be healthy soon. Don't cry, you have to be strong! So that your father doesn't worry about you either."
Cyara looked up, looking at Candra who always gave her best smile. The girl's lips trembled, but for the sake of the father, she could not be weak, Cyara tried to smile in her tears.
"Well, that's pretty. Now you have to eat a lot of well" said Candra as she wiped the remains of tears on Cyara's cheeks.
The beautiful girl nodded, then looked back at her fried rice. "But the eggs want two." Cyara said a little hoarsely.
Candra raised both of her eyebrows. He was forced to nod. "Yes, okay. Just tell it to you."
Hearing that, Cyara immediately took over the egg that was on Candra's plate. The sweet girl returned to eating voraciously. As if forgetting that he had just cried because he remembered the father who had no idea what he was like.