
...Continuation of yesterday's episode......
Gina continued to stare at the awakened kaesang but still remained silent without saying a word. A few seconds like that until you unconsciously cry. She only shed tears but looked so stifling Dimata Gina.
Kaesang had wiped some of his tears until he got up from his position. He sat down while leaning his back on the headboard, then looked at Gina who was also staring at him while speechless.
For a moment the gaze of Kaesang was so flat that his eyes were perfectly rounded after he realized who this beautiful woman before him was. Kaesang blinked repeatedly while rubbing his eyes.
His breath was hunting, and he was still jolted by what he saw.
"Lo, ma'am, it's not Gina, is it, how come you can be here?"
kaesang still could not believe what he saw. He even got caught up in asking her.
Gina also snorted and stared flat at Kaesang.
"I asked Lo. Kok Lo can be here, continue to wear drunk again. fortunately I help you if not, do not know what was out there Lo so what was out there." Her speech.
Kaesang also tried to remember what he had done before. The view where he was drunk and staggering in the streets was clearly twisted in his head. He couldn't believe he could get drunk like that. Even his condition was no less chaotic with the drunkards he had beaten last time.
"Gue again refreshed here. Hm, thank you for helping me." Kaesang can't talk much. He preferred to be quiet while bowing his head in shame.
He had known Gina for a long time. They used to be so close, that many said they were like a pair of matching older sisters. So Gina and herself have understood the nature and character of each. Maybe Gina will come after this, and ask more questions that require you to answer them no matter what.
"same. But how did you get drunk? Are there any more problems?" ask again.
Kaesang looked confused. He turned his eyes the other way and looked at Gina again.
"Everybody has problems, it's not possible that there's no problems." Answer's realistic. Kaesang only said that, but immediately Gina sighed. He seemed dissatisfied with the answer that was thrown by this kaesang.
But Gina remembered something. Yes, said dear. He remembered if Kaesang had said that for a moment he had not been conscious some time ago. He was so curious to know who the dear was, was the dear call kaesang to his girlfriend or maybe something else?
"Oh yes kae, I just inget. hm, dear who the hell, just said it when you were not aware. She. Lo's boyfriend, huh?" Gina's gaze seemed to mean something different when she asked him.
Kaesang was again surprised by Gina's confession. He did not realize that when he was unconscious he had said dear.he did not even remember if he said that to Gina.
"Ah, yes he's my girlfriend." Answer's short.
The smile on Gina's lips receded. He looked at the kaesang long enough until a moment later he smiled thinly and then sighed.
Hah, all of that just turned around in his head. He smiled unsolicited and rubbed his face rough.
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Tyas is now in the garden behind his house. He's been there for a few hours. He just fell silent and looked at the beautiful roses in front of him. His mind was still pondering where he met the man. The man who once filled the recesses of his heart. The man who had pinned the promise of a sweet promise for her then left her without a trace. He's the guy.
Devanno Alinski Pratama's
The son of the conglomerate as well as his most beautiful ex from his college days. He remembered that moment. He remembers where he was once helped by Tama, and ends up dating them after a long time finding a match.
His chest was so tight after remembering that. He had long since closed the memory without opening it again. But why did he come.why did he come after a long time away. It wasn't that Tyas still had a taste towards him just that it was too shocking for him.
Tyas then rubbed his face rough and let out a rough sigh.
"Why do you think of him?!" regrettable.
He then grabbed his cellphone which he originally placed next to it and then opened it and saw the contents of the chat he sent to the chair a few moments ago.
He smiled blandly, apparently he had not yet read the message. Even the message he had not seen yesterday. What the hell is this really? why didn't you respond, was he too cool with his vacation to not have time to see a message from Tyas?
He put the phone back where he put it back. He looked straight ahead and smiled.
"Kae, I'm missing. Why didn't you respond to my call?" Tyas seemed to shed tears. He misses you but he doesn't know what to do but try to contact you, and give you a message. He had repeatedly sent a message to the eighteen-year-old man, but somehow, you didn't even read it. Like not delivered thought Tyas.
Then he stood up from his position and went into his house. Although he was dizzy thinking about kaesang but he also could not deny if he was hungry, and needed intake. Then remembered if he had not gone shopping, he also decided to go cooking instant noodles left to just relieve his hunger.
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"Oh, in a few hours I arrived at the airport. Okay, see you."
Indra was seen keeping the phone back in his jacket pocket after he finished chatting with his trust secretary. He had taken off a few hours ago and decided to return to Jakarta. He is finished with his work and will bring this glad tidings to his only son, Kaesang.
He has won the tender that he has been aiming for all this time, and of course that is a big advantage for him. In addition to winning the big tender, Indra also managed to win several other tenders at the same time. Yes, you could say lucky again. After that, two or three islands were surpassed. What a fortune that doesn't come twice. Then thinking of kaesang, he also had another surprise that he would tell him in addition to the victory of the tender. Yes, he will tell his son about his marriage. He will tell Kaesang when he arrives. He also hoped that he would accept it, and was pleased with the news.
"Hopefully you're happy with this news Kae." Please Indra while smiling thinly then closed his eyes slowly.
Seriate.