
The silent atmosphere was so pronounced in the car, there was only Malda and her father's trust manager. His eyes were always closed, his mind flying somewhere.so many questions that there was no answer.
"Uncle...!" Malda broke the silence.
"Yes, miss ?!"
"Uncle knows what you're hiding from us?!"
"Sorry miss?!"
"Here you are uncle, I will not blame anyone, but even if you cover it from us, I and Jonathan already know it!"
The manager breathed heavily too. "Mistress's condition has been worse lately!"
His eyes were instantly round, yet Malda tried to remain calm "What really happened?!"
"Look, miss!"
...~*In the story of the manager*~...
...Exactly 5 years ago, Citra willingly donated her kidney to an orphan girl in town A, not without reason or just as difficult as she donated her kidney. Because the image owes 1 life to the good girl. With one of the kidneys belonging to the image of the girl can survive a little longer. But it seemed like fate could not tolerate more time for the orphan girl.2 years later she breathed her last in the arms of Citra. Like a broken heart, like in the living princess herself the image really felt a deep sadness after her departure. Make his health decline drastically. Added to the one kidney he has."...
...~*News ends*~...
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"Who was that woman until she gave up one of her kidneys...?!"
Along the way just fell silent, hearing the mother who loved another daughter so much. Even gave up his own kidney. Owe her life?!. The question kept haunting her.
The curiosity is so high, which woman makes the mother have to give up her limbs. Even the image kept all of this a secret and without the consent of the children, donated his limbs for granted.
"***Uncle..can you find out who that woman really is!"
"From which uncle knows non, the woman is the daughter of someone the mistress knew in the past***."
"More complicated this problem!" he sighed, rolled his eyes and thought for a moment.
......📞️️ calling.
I don't know who Malda gave the order to. His face was so serious, there seemed to be anxiety implied in his eyes.
An uncle who saw him growing up from childhood could only see without being able to help anything, only a few stories that he knew as clues.
The trip to the office was now felt so far away, the worries that were stifled in his heart and mind made Malda so upset.
"Mother...why do you keep this a secret from us, doesn't this even make us all feel worried?!"
His face kept pensively staring out the car window.
"Hhhhhuuffff...."
"Miss.com is not the time to waste time with worry."
A little message that makes Malda woke up from the fear of the mother's problems. "Right as well. while this problem is investigated there are things that are no less important than maternal health."
"Uncle. speed up now, I have a lot to do in the office."
"Ready lady..!"
The spirit that returned on his face made the uncle feel the turmoil of the spirit. They rushed to the Hutomo group office, today is the first day Malda serves as president director at the company her grandfather inherited.
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Arriving in front of Hutomo Group building. The red carpet has been stretched towards the building, as if a special guest would be present once it was greeted.
"Is there a party today?! Don't do this again!!"
As the atmosphere became gripping, the expression that everyone originally imagined to be pleasant now turned frightening.
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Seriate...