Mastenges

74. Get you out of my memory

"Mr.."

"Yes..?"

"Where are you?" Ask from across there.

"At the hospital, what's wrong?" Ask Typhoon who is walking in the hospital hallway, where Berta is being treated.

"There's Bella here. Wanna come here, won't you?"

The storm was silent for a moment. He kept walking towards the car park. Today, the Typhoon is in a time of rest. So, he was not required to go to the office.

"Whoi..!"

Typhoon smiled wryly as Antok called out to him.

"I am free of duty. So, I'm not going there first" said Typhoon.

"You're in the hospital, who's sick?"

"I'm visiting Berta's mom."

"Oh..."

Brakkk!

The typhoon was flabbergasted when he saw the rearview mirror of his car, accidentally hit by a car that was going to park next to his car.

"Tok, yes, yes. My car's in a man's hand."

"Well, are you on the road again?" Ask Antok.

Tut....! Tut...! Tut...! Tut...!

"Well...! Turn off my phone" muttered Antok.

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The typhoon slowly approached his car. Then, he saw his rearview mirror that broke and his car door that was scuffed because of the black sedan car's fist.

A beautiful woman came out of the car and stared at the Typhoon with a panicked face.

"Mas, did you own this car?" Ask the woman, who is less than 30 years old.

The typhoon smiled faintly and nodded his head.

"Duh masssss... Why park here? This is a special doctor's parking."

The typhoon raised both of his eyebrows and looked at the beautiful woman with a puzzled look.

"The problem is also that if parking, the security is a little why the hell?" Again the woman seemed to blame Typhoon.

"Oh yeah, then I'm sorry.." Typhoon Speaks. Then, the Typhoon picked up the frame of the rearview mirror of his car lying on the ground, then the Typhoon moved into his car.

"Hey...!" The woman knocked on the windshield of the Typhoon. Typhoon that just started the engine of his car, then opened the glass.

"What's wrong, mbak?" Asked the Typhoon with a calm looking face.

The typhoon let out a long sigh and looked at the woman fixedly.

"Sir, this car was silent in the parking lot. My mom wanted to park and nudge my car. Then, should I replace the damage to the car as well?" Ask Typhoon.

"This is a special parking doctor, are you a doctor? I was in a hurry, more patients. I don't want to beat around the bush, give me your identity!" Strictly that woman.

The typhoon again sighed and grabbed his wallet which he put in the small bag he always carried. Then, he took out his identity and handed it over to the woman.

Quickly, the woman grabbed the Typhoon's identity card and watched him closely. A few seconds later, the woman stared at the Typhoon with a look that looked wrong.

"I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong. This is my ID card back." Say the Woman.

"Well, why mbak?" Just hold my ID. If he wants to hold me accountable, just find my home address and I will definitely reimburse all the car repair costs mbak."

"No need, sorry I'm in a hurry," The woman placed the Typhoon's identification card on the dashboard of the Typhoon's car through the window. Then he stepped out of the parking area.

"Oh Allah, men are always wrong" muttered the Typhoon, shaking his head. He felt that the attitude of the woman was truly magical.

After that, Typhoon also grabbed his identification card which was placed by the woman on the dashboard of his car. Then, he put the card back into his wallet.

The Cyclone's thoughts returned to Bella. Actually, he really wanted to see Bella. Especially when Antok said Bella was in his office. The purpose of the Typhoon came to this hospital, because he wanted to apologize to Berta and Bella. But unfortunately, he only met Berta.

"Do I have to follow her to the office?" Typhoon glanced at his watch and realized he had an appointment with his family to have lunch together.

"Ah.. later. It was time to meet Bella. I want him to calm down first. After that, I just met him, "his inner being.

...

Bella looked at Pongki who was asked dozens of questions from investigators. The look on his tired face, engraved clearly on the face of the man who became his first love.

Every now and then, Bella wiped her tears. He could not imagine what was in the hearts of his parents. On the other hand, Bella also still can not accept the lies committed by Typhoon.

No, it's not really a lie. Typhoons are only working for the security of the country and the younger generation. Typhoon is not guilty, precisely the man has done his duty as well as possible. But, what Bella regrets, why should the Typhoon be sent down to the field, until she had to meet and fall in love with the man.

Bella's chest again felt tight, then she chose to sit in front of the BAP room.

"Where are you now?" Mumbled Bella.

Bella just remembered, if she had a phone number Typhoon. Then, he took his phone out of his bag and searched for the Typhoon number there.

But Bella did not find Typhoon's mobile number on her phone. Bella frowned, she just remembered that the one who kept the phone number was not herself. It was Typhoon who kept his cell phone number. Typhoon hasn't contacted Bella since Bella gave her mobile number to Typhoon.

"Is it true, you're one hundred percent working. So, you approached me because of one of your workflow scenarios?" Bella started to misunderstand.

Bella put her phone back in her handbag. Then, he pensively hung on the waiting bench.

"Why did you make me fall in love? When you're not responsible for what you've told me?" Inner Bella.

"Remember, there's me for you," said Typhoon that yesterday sounded beautiful in Bella's ear. But this time, the remark no longer felt meaningful to Bella.

"There you? Where's you? It is you who have taken away my happiness. You're worse than Frans! You took daddy's freedom, you made mami sick, and you broke my heart. Where are you at the moment? Do you remember me for a moment? Do you feel my suffering at this moment. I don't know if I'll hate you and cry because of you. Wh why? Why have you come into my life." Inner Bella. Tears were back on her cheeks. His chest felt increasingly tight, his vision began to nanar.

Bella leaned her back against the back of the chair, then she let out a long sigh and massaged her dizzy temple.

"Go from my memory, Paijo... Ah.. no. Your name is not Paijo. whether ready.the point is you.the man who is not responsible for my heart and race at this time."