
Agha really dropped. Arriving home, Gafin immediately called a private doctor. After being examined, the man was conscious.
“Gaf, how is Abel?” ask Agha weakly.
“His condition has improved, but the doctor says he is still in a coma,” Gafin said. Yes, that information he got from Azel who reported. Not spared anyway, the woman continued to say thank you always.
Agha leaned his back, then the man closed his eyes together by taking a breath. He said, “I really love that kid. My love can no longer be cheered on Gafin, I seem to want to really be his father.”
‘She's your daughter Mr.’ Gafin's liver reflex states that. However, the man's mouth seemed to be muddled, unable to respond to his words. He only dwells, with a mind that speaks, ‘I want to have more accurate evidence, I have shown in front of you directly Mr.’
“Why do I feel like he's really a part of my life, I'm not ready to be released with him later. Gafin, you're so smart. Can you explain why I can feel that? Or is it all because of how I feel about her mother?”
Gafin's mouth seemed to itch, if at this moment he really wanted to say. However, the logical proof he could not yet get.
“Master, think about your health first. Is there anything still felt?” elak Gafin shifted the topic.
“No. I just feel strange, why lately I've been dizzy so often. The shadows in my brain kept coming suddenly,” said Agha massaging his temple.
Actually that's the awkwardness felt by Gafin as well. However, he once remembered something if his master was still experiencing permanent Amnesia.
“Master. Have you ever been told that this Master has permanent amnesia?” ask Gafin.
“My father used to say that. Since my coma, I have lost memories that have not recovered. I don't mind that, for me trouble and let's go. The life I am living now is very good. No past to remember,” reply Agha.
“But behind the forgetfulness of your past, many important things that must be remembered Sir,” said Gafin. Unknowingly, the man wanted to uncover the mystery of events in the past.
“Important for what? My identity, and origins? Gafin if you know, I'm not actually part of Luis' family, but it's good that my father would adopt me as a child. Meanwhile, where's my family? I don't know, I think they've forgotten me.” Agha changed his position more calmly, with a head that he completely leaned on. A few moments later, he closed his eyes.
“Not only that Sir, but a lot of important events in the past Mr which where can prove your identity,” reply Gafin.
“Already Gafin, do not look for things that are not important. Just do a useful activity, it only answers your curiosity. After that, you do not get something profitable,” said Agha still calm down.
What his master said was very tempting lips to say, “I want to say something Sir, if you with Miss Abel have a blood relationship between father and son,” said Gafin so straightforward.
“You mean?”
***
Now Azel did not move at all from the gurney, the woman continued to take care of her child.
Suddenly Azriel the younger brother came, the man looked at the older brother as if he had a stroke of anger.
“You did my nephew get like this?!” emphatically. Yes, from the beginning their position was like the reverse of Azel who played the role of brother, it looked Azriel who was in that position and vice versa with Azel as well.
In fact, it was Azriel who had always been a sister figure for him. They only differ for a few minutes, but their character seems to be too far apart.
“I'm sorry Azriel. This is because of my stupidity, hikksss ..” Azel immediately turned into the arms of the younger brother who was much taller than him.
“I told you, don't give him too much freedom. My heart is broken to see my beloved girl have to fall asleep weak like that, especially because of the stupidity of her parents!” Azriel's words seemed to corner her brother, but rest assured it was a message of affection behind it.
“It's been enough that I'm angry up here, but it's not enough that I forbid you to avoid that guy?”
“You mean?”
***
Gafin thrust out a piece of paper inscribed with black ink, which is where a lot of statements are made.
“Gafin why can you ...?”
“Ya, Sir. Forgive me for looking for a source of evidence to answer this curiosity. However, behind the past of the forgotten Master there is an important thing to remember. Therefore restore your memory back, this will prove everything,” said Gafin parrying.
“This does not enter logic. Where could I have a daughter from a woman, who turned out to be the girl I love now? Gafin looks like you're looking for information wrong. This is not valid,” reply Agha. But look, again he made sure there was writing that he might have misread.
“This is very persuasive Sir. Everything is proven from your past. If Mister recalls, there is a possibility that Mister has a scandal in the past with miss Azel.”
“Where can you be sure of that? Until, you were so intent on testing my DNA with Abel?”
Agha changed his position, he looked even more excited. I don't know, suddenly the man was curious.
“Many make me sure Sir. Of the many similarities between Mr and Miss Abel, besides that there are also many facts that show your connection. For example, as I concluded from the same blood type of Master, it is very accurate to prove. All that I do to answer my curiosity, sir, there is no hidden purpose behind it,” said Gafin.
Agha smiled at me. “Truly if she were my daughter, I would be so happy. If things go wrong, I can only smile,”.
“Fight Sir. Recovering memories is the only way. Besides proving, you can also make a confession.”
“Take me to the doctor tomorrow!”
Gafin immediately showed his smile. It was like a good partnership for him. Ah, the man was very impatient what happened next.
“Alright, I say goodbye. Directly to the hospital to check the state of your daughter.”
“Yes, thank you Gafin!”
***
Back with Azel and his sister.
The unanswered statement made Azel repeat his words, “What do you mean Azriel? Who is that guy you mean?”
Azriel chuckled, but the look on her face turned sharp. “It turns out, 10 years is not enough to separate you guys. What else should I do to warn you?”
10 years? Be separated? Immediately can Azel conclude who the figure of the man. He looked down lethargic, then replied, “He just came Azriel. I don't know, but it was my son who met him first. Where do you know?”
“I'm busy doesn't mean I'm not family. Abel and you can't stay out of my sight. No need to be surprised if I know everything. In fact, it's been from yesterday-yesterday but I'm silent.”