My Only One's

Anya Affairs

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"The recovery is pretty good, just need to stay careful and everything will really recover well." The bone specialist showed the results of the examination that morning.

"Perhaps after two weeks from now it can begin therapy" he continued, adding information on Amara's health record.

"Can it be done?" Error responding.

"May, it may begin with mild therapy. Later the therapist himself will explain what will be done."

"Good."

"Don't get tired of taking the medicine? This is for the sake of healing." said the doctor who then smiled to see the pouting face of his patient.

"My mouth feels numb Doctor. I'm still taking medicine." Amara answered.

"To be able to recover quickly must take medicine. It will stop when there is no need."

"Can't the medication be reduced? Much too?" Amara stared in horror at the drugs she had to consume consisting of several packs of it.

"Can't, this is everything that needs to be drunk so that you recover quickly."

"But I feel sick. Everyone wants to take that medicine my stomach's like it's being stirred."

"Sorry huh? But this has to be."

"Hmmm …." Amara scrunched her mouth.

"Okay Doctor, thank you. When we're done, we'll pay." The man who got up from his chair.

"Oh, it's done. Equally, may you heal quickly huh? Don't forget to call me if there's anything."

"Okay, thanks again."

"Cheals quickly quickly, but does not heal?" Amara grumbled as they were already outside the examination room.

"That's do'a Neng, just let it go. Who knew an angel was passing by and his doctor's do'a was granted." Push the wheelchair outward.

"But the time, brother?"

"Is your injury bad? Is this bamboo that after being cut continues to be tied can be immediately good? It's a bone."

"But the real thing is, this pain has been somewhat reduced."

"Diminished pain does not mean you are healed. If healed, you should first be treated. Look, not what the doctor said?"

"Hardener."

"Certainly why do you seem to be unwilling to comply? This way he'll be healed much longer."

Amara fell silent.

"You want this for a long time?"

"Yes not! Just two months did not say how it feels to have been sprained?"

"Yes, so obey. Aren't you a sweet and obedient child?" They stopped near Galang's car.

"Beliness."

"You're still lucky. There are others who have had more severe accidents. They can't even get up at all. Can't that make you more grateful?"

Amara was silent again.

"We're going to your Papa's house, okay? After this I have to go to Anya's school."

"What's wrong with school?" Amara.

"There's a little business."

"Old?"

"Just for a minute, after that work." Then Galang helped Amara stand up and moved her into the car. After putting the wheelchair back, they rushed to Arfan's residence.

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"I as the parent representative of Anya apologized for what she did. It's completely out of our control, ma'am." Galang spoke after hearing a statement from the parents of his classmate Anya, as well as his teacher and principal.

"We will take full responsibility for the care and recovery of the mother's child upon her return from the hospital."

"We have forgiven you sir. But can Mr Galang guarantee that Anya won't do that again? This has been twice sir, Anya did so. And this one's worse. Will it not be dangerous?"

Arrow breathed hard.

"Maybe you should just move Anya, danger to other children, sir then continue? Long may not be controlled."

"Sorry Mom, Anya is actually a good boy. He won't react if he's not disturbed."

"Where do you know? His parents may not care, so just send you as an errand boy."

"I'm sorry, I also know Anya from childhood, so I definitely know Mom."

"really? It is only fitting that his parents sent Mr. Galang who came, instead of being present directly to see the actions of his son. No wonder Her behavior is like that?"

Galang frowned.

"Sorry Mom, my boss doesn't have time to take care of things like this. But if it's for his kids I can guarantee they're very responsible."

"Then why have a child like Anya? He behaves like a thug. This is Pak Galang's international school, not a village school where children are released to fight. We put a kid in this school to get a good education, not even become a samsaknya Anya."

"Does a mother's child every day get a blow from Anya?" Galang asked.

"Yes not really. But this was the second time he hit my son, until he bled again. Mr. Galang knows, I have to take my son to the hospital as soon as I know he's hit Anya."

"Is it so bad?"

"Of course, his nose is bleeding and he's dizzy a lot."

"Once again I'm sorry, but really Anya wouldn't have done something like that if she hadn't been annoyed."

"Oh, little boy knows what? If it's like that, it certainly continues to be so."

"Have you asked Anya why she hit your son?"

"No need to ask sir, the evidence is strong."

"Or do you ask your own mother's child why Anya is so to him?"

"My son can't be asked, he's sick."

"It's that bad, huh?"

"Yes, that's why I'm holding Anya's parents accountable."

"Don't worry, as I said earlier that we'll take responsibility. Or maybe you want to move to Nikolai Medical Center, let us handle it intensively?"

"Eee .. Nikolai .. Medical .. Center?" The woman stuttered.

"Yes, Mommy's specialty hospital Anya's. I'll make sure there's a mother's son getting the best care."

"Umm .. that …"

"Because Mommy Anya also advised, if necessary take it to the NMC only. He also apologized for not being able to attend. He is currently in Portugal for the race. Just left last night."

The woman was stunned, she still could not believe what she heard. Because the rumour only mentions if the girl who has hit her child is only the son of a racer. And he only met once when the first beating occurred. But he didn't think that it was really the person that Galang meant.

"How's Ma? Do we need to take it to the NMC?"

"Ohh .. about that it doesn't seem to be necessary Mr. Galang."

"Lho's? Mother said that the condition of the mother's child was so severe that she could not be asked about the cause of the beating done Anya?"

"Yes, the problem was that my son was sleeping when I wanted to leave here Mr. Galang."

"really? So how?"

"Umm .. I just …."

"May I call Anya and Zenya in for us to ask? In order to know what the cause is and we don't just blame one party?" Then he looked at the teacher and the principal.

"Can't Mom?" Galang asked.

"Can, please."

"Good."

Then the Master led Anya into the principal's room, where several adults were arguing.

"His?"

"Kok Om Galang is here?" The little girl approached.

"Yes, meet Anya."

"What's wrong? Mommy wasn't an accident, was she?"

"Why ask that?"

"Omm suddenly came. Am I being suspicious?"

Galang chuckled while breaking the top of his head.

"It's okay, Mommy's training right now."

"Ohh ...."

He looked at his father's assistant.

"You hit someone?"

"Oh ... Elvan?"

"What?"

Anya turned her gaze to the woman in front of Galang.

"Then I hit Elvan." The boy immediately replied.

"Why hit Elvan?"

"Because she's naughty" she said, still staring at the woman she recognizes as the mother of her classmates.

"Can Om told you not to hit."

"So he's gone too far." Anya turned back to Galang.

"Where's the secret?"

"He calls Mommy suck."

"What?"

"Said Mommy rarely goes to school, because Mommy sucks. He said Mommy doesn't love me as Zen so it rarely comes. Om don't know the hell I hurt if Mommy said that? Zen is still crying." He clasped his twin brother's wrist.

"Continue?"

"He also said that Mommy it's a bad Mom. Not taking care of her children. I thought that aunt said yesterday, right?" He looked back at the woman carrying the bag with the famous brand.

"When Mommy is working again, so rarely anter me to school. If there's at home practice too, right? Mommy is not a champion anymore? Not cool anymore."

He turned his eyes to the woman in front of him.

"And you think such a man should get a punch?"

"Yes, he's not polite. Keep lying again? Anom said that if people like to lie, they should learn. Let's kapok!" Anya with an unhappy expression.

He felt unacceptable if he remembered the name of his friend's parents to the mother. And he will never forget.

"okay."

"But I'm sorry about yesterday's aunt. I hit Elvan. I'm gonna have to get angry with Mommy when I go home. I'm not a good girl anymore. I'm sorry Auntie." she said again in a sad tone.

He rubbed the boy's back gently.

"Thank you Anya. Now back to class, huh? Don't be naughty, remember Mommy's message?"

"I'm not bad, I'm a good girl. Zenya is also a good boy. But if anyone talks about Mommy, I don't like it. Because she's a great mom!"

"Yes yes, Om knows. Now back to class, huh?"

"I wasn't punished?"

"No."

"Don't I have to change schools?"

"Why should I change schools?"

"The aunt said I had to change schools so I wouldn't see Elvan again. I am in school here. The other tenants are good, not as good as Elvan."

Galang glanced at the mother who suddenly looked awkward.

"Other themes are good?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Never vilify Mommy?"

"No. They say Mommy's cool for being the champion."

"Mommy is cool, right?"

"Yes, Rania Yudistira is my Mom!" Anya with pride.

"Yes yes." Galang chuckled as he again damaged the boy's head.

"Now you're learning again, huh?"

"Don't you really need to change schools?" Anya asked again.

"No need to."

"okay."

"Zenya too, learn again huh?"

The boy just nodded.

"See? If we say the same Om Galang would believe. So next time it's the same Om Galang, don't be the same Papi." Two children came out of the room.

"So …."

"Sorry Mr Galang?" The woman who is the mother of Elvan interrupted.

"Yes mom, please?"

"Is it true that Anya was Rania Yudistira's son?" She asked.

"True Ma."

"Who's married to Mr Nikolai's son?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"C …."

Galang slightly grinned, he knew how it ended after this.

"Is there anything I need to do to make amends? Maybe I need something or …."

"Oh, no Mr. Galang thank you. It's just a light thing, and I can still handle it. It used to be after Bu Rania took Elvan to the clinic tomorrow to get well. Maybe this time too." He chuckles awkwardly.

"really?"

"Yes, I'm sorry too. Are not the children that way? Always taunting each other, but they're getting along again soon?"

"Hmm .. yes, that's how the children are."

"Yes, Mr. Galang."

"So how? The business is going to continue?"

"Oh, .. No sir. Getting here is enough."

"Well then."

"Yes, maybe we should just finish the discussion up here sir. I have to go home because Elvan needs me at home."

"Home home? I thought it was at the hospital, Mom?"

"Eee .. yes, that means .. in the hospital sir. He has to go home. Then I'm sorry?" The woman rushed away.

"Hmm .." It's okay to see the message on his phone.

"She's the wife of the staff at the Nikolai Group branch. Just worked three months ago in the administration." Message from Clarra.

"fast." Then Galang put his phone in his pocket.

"It looks like business is done, ma'am?" He turned to the principal.

"Yes sir, thank goodness."

"I'm sorry about Anya."

"Yes, sometimes Anya can't be controlled. Especially if it doesn't match what he knows."

"That's how Mom. Again I am sorry. I hope Mom won't sanction or anything as a form of punishment for Anya."

"On that .. perhaps after considering Anya's confession, we will not give any punishment. But we hope Anya won't repeat her actions again sir."

"Okay ma'am, we'll try to give understanding to Anya."

"Thank you Mr. Galang."

"Either. I'm pampering?

"Okay, please."

And Galang soon departed from that place.

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