Love the Perfect Master

Not Dear Just Care

Medina was getting out of the taxi after coming from the hospital. He looked around, whether it was just his feelings or something. He felt that he was being followed by someone. He immediately walked into Zaskia's boutique in fear.

"Sir, I've given you all the info. I've also made sure that the woman actually works at Zaskia's boutique, sir. What else do I need to do?" ask the man while giving the info over the phone.

"Good, you don't have to follow him anymore. Go back to the company and your bonus will be transferred. Next let me handle myself, "command the man across the phone.

"Okay sir, thank you," the man turned off the phone call and left the place.

"Kia, this is all your work, right?" medina asked as soon as she walked into the boutique and confronted Zaskia.

"What work, *D*arling?" ask Zaskia pretending not to know.

"How did Ray know I was in the hospital?" medina asked withholding emotions.

"Wow, really ? Where do I know?" Kia shrugged her shoulders.

"No need to act Kia darling ...."

"Good .. That's a sign Ray still cares about you. Are you happy to meet him?" kia said a little teasing Medina.

"No, I want to stay away and never see her again" Medina said.

"Then I want to go home, get everything done. I'll be honest with mom. I'll tell you all the truth. I've been dizzy and no longer strong save all these lies, It's up to your mother to go berserk or throw me out I don't care, whatever" said Medina as she put her bag on the cashier's desk.

"That means you want to go home with Ray?" ask Kia curiously.

"No No... Of course not, I'll go home alone. Without him of course" Medina said firmly.

"By the way what Ray said in the hospital made your behavior like this. And it also makes you want to honestly say everything to your mother," asked Kia following Medina who moved around tidying up the clothes in the boutique.

"Yes right .. he said something impossible. Something very absurd Ki," Medina said.

"You know what he said? He said he loved me, he loved me. He wants to be a husband to me and the father of this baby. Doesn't that make no sense?" added Medina.

"Wow.. Thats good, means Ray is really gentle by boldly revealing everything to you and even asking you to get married. Wait what else Me? Marry her" said Kia happily.

"Crazy you Ki. I'm with him filled with Ki's impossibility. Where's the fiancee going to throw it?" medina said, who now folds her pants.

"Me, stop thinking about other people, while Ray hasn't changed your mind just take this opportunity. Don't waste the opportunity. If I were you I would accept him. Less what did he try? Is there anyone else who would accept you in this condition? I don't think so. She sincerely loves you who in your condition is pregnant Me. Don't let you regret it," Zaskia's advice tried to convince Medina. Medina was silent and looked pensive.

"You better go home and ask your blessing and marry Ray. Don't complicate things, "kia's advice.

"Why silence?" asked Zaskia looked at Medina who was frowning.

"You think Ray really loves me?" ask Medina to Zaskia.

"Yes, I'm sure."

"But I don't think so, he suddenly came and gave protection to me who was being suppressed by Gibran. Weird right? I feel like she's not a pity but just kind of a care," said Medina stubbornly.

"Eits wait, what did you say? A gibran? So that jerk guy still dares to meet you?" zaskia asked furiously until she squeezed her hand.

"Mbak Kia," call Laila a worker at Kia's boutique.

"Yes, what's La?" asked Zaskia not to continue her anger over Gibran.

"Hhhhh ...." Zaskia was furious that her conversation with Medina was interrupted. He left Medina and spoke to business associates over the phone.

"Assalamualaik." A middle-aged man greeted Medina who was now alone.

"Waalaikumsalam, " answered Medina.

"I'm sorry I wanted to meet Miss Medina" the man said.

"Yes with my own sir, I'm sorry what's necessary?" ask Medina in astonishment.

"Miss, if you don't mind let's talk in the front cafe, there's little I want to say" the man asked.

"For a while, sir, I asked permission from my superiors first" said Medina who then searched for Zaskia's whereabouts. But Zaskia was busy calling clients. Not wanting to disturb Medina finally left without saying goodbye.

"Let's Master," asked Medina politely. Medina wondered what the old man really wanted.

"I know you are now pregnant with a child from Gibran. And I also know about engineering your relationship with that man. I know you have no marital ties to anyone" Ilham said. Medina just stared intently at the old man.

"I'm sorry I know it's none of my business and I shouldn't interfere. I only care about my granddaughter who you are carrying. I have a right to this child" Ilham said.

"Sorry Mister? What rights do you mean?Neither you nor Gibran have any rights to the child I bear. This is my son not Gibran's son" Medina said angrily.

"I know a father has no right to a child without marriage. A child out of wedlock will be considered a fatherless child. But I'm going to do a DNA test, to prove that this kid is my grandson. If proven true, I will take to the legal path for the sake of custody of this child. Think Miss, I have everything I could easily take this child out of your hands. And you'll lose everything. But it would be different if you wanted to marry Gibran. Your lives will be assured" persuaded Gibran's father with his threats.

"How can I marry a man who has ruined my life, sir?" medina asked a little emotionally because of Papa Gibran's threat.

"That's your choice Miss, if I am so you better give bin Gibran on your son's name later than have to give bin Abdullah. You know too, right? A child out of wedlock who is not a father would be the subject of ridicule from others? You want that to happen?" persuade Gibran's father again. Medina thought and slightly justified Inspiration.

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"Hello, yes I'm outside" replied Gibran's father.

"What's? Fainted? Okay I'll be right there." The slightly screaming sound of Inspiration made Medina and the other visitors look towards her.

"Medina, if you believe in second chances. Come with me to the hospital" said Ilham, rising from his seat.

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