Not the Son of the Prostitute

Which One Is Your Girlfriend Again?

"Hey, I'm not late, am I?" Doctor Eko entered in haste to Haidar's room while carrying medical supplies. The 30-year-old man approached Haidar and examined the entire body.

"Where's that sick? You look fine" said the young doctor with a puzzled face. He thought it was Haidar– who was injured, in fact the man looked healthy without one less.

"Stupid! I'm not the one who's sick, but he!" he pointed at the girl next to him. It felt like Haidar wanted to directly hit the doctor's face. It's too late to act unclear. But, Haidar was forced to undo his intentions considering that Mutia who currently needs more help.

"Hurry, check!" the man's orders again.

"Yes, yeah. Why are you so bad?" Then Doctor Eko turned his gaze towards the girl who had been sitting next to the man. "He who? Which one of your boyfriend's?" chirped again.

"Why are you so chatty? Quick, check! If it gets worse, you're responsible!" Haidar's threat suddenly made Doctor Eko throw a glance at him with a confused face, and,

"Why should I be responsible? Is she pregnant? That's right!" In times of this kind of precariousness, he even made jokes. Until Haidar himself was more upset for him.

"I mean quickly check the wound, stupid! Don't ask too many questions! Or, I'll break your neck!"

Instead of being afraid, Doctor Eko smiled at Haidar's unusual reaction.

"Falling in love can sometimes make someone crazy!" Doctor Eko's expression immediately got a sharp plot from the man in front there. "Yes, yeah. Excuse me. I'm just kidding." Smiling ignorant.

Not wanting to make men more upset. Doctor Eko chose to approach the girl who was sitting while grimacing holding her hand.

"Miss, which side is sick?" Doctor Eko immediately sat down next to the beautiful girl.

"This, Doc, is my hand." Stretched out his bandaged hand. Doctor Eko was forced to open the bandage again and immediately examined it.

"Hold a minute. Maybe it'll hurt a little." Mutia could only grimace withstanding the sting when the hand returned to getting treatment.

"How, is the wound severe?" asked Haidar who had since looked impatient waiting for the results of the young doctor's examination.

"Silent. It's not too bad! Maybe two or three more days the wound will heal soon" said Dr. Eko. Just now that he wanted to sit down after storing his work equipment, suddenly a voice came from the man who was in front of there.

"Now you can go!" said Haidar without further ado.

"You kicked me out? Ck, don't have any manners!" the man was upset. Even though Doctor Eko was still curious about the girl he had just treated. Who exactly is he? Why does Haidar seem to care so much about her? Is not the news that he heard if the man will soon be engaged to his lover?

"Your job is done, isn't it? So, what are you here for? I'm busy anyway. Mutia also had to prepare a meeting file for another two-hour meeting!"

"So, her name is Mutia?"

"It's none of your business!"

Doctor Eko just grunted in annoyance. The man was forced to get up and grab his bag that was lying just like that.

But until a few minutes Doctor Eko has not stepped towards the door. It clearly confused Haidar who had expelled him since earlier.

While at the Aditama residence house, Kia was busy himself arranging various kinds of dishes into a container that would either be brought to where by the girl. Mama Airin, who knew that her daughter had a college day off, was very curious about what Kia would do with the food.

"I'm going to Haidar's office, Ma. Want to have lunch there" Kia replied to her mother. The middle-aged woman simply shook her head in disbelief. Maybe her love story used to be very different from Kia's. In the past, let alone bring food to her future husband, even greeting the man was very condescending. Especially to be nice like Kia.

But if it's destiny, what to say. At first forced, then accustomed, and over time grew the name of love.

"Why so much? Did you bring food to the office?" sindir Mama Airin when he saw the food that was being prepared by his daughter.

"And there's Mutia there too, Ma. So, so that you can have lunch together later," said the girl who increasingly made Mama Airin surprised.

"Mutia?" ask Mama Airin to make sure.

"Yes, Mutia. Now that's Kak Haidar's secretary, it's him, Ma."

There's a little bad feeling. But, Airin tried to understand the closeness of the two girls.

I cannot have bad thoughts, Airin said in his heart. All this time he knew Mutia as a good girl. He believes that.

"So now Mutia works as Haidar's secretary? You know where it's coming from?" Mama Airin just wanted to make sure there was approval from the girl.

"Of course I know. I recommended him there."

"You're serious, get Mutia in there?" As a parent and also a fellow woman of course Airin must remain vigilant, right? Not accusing but this as a form of affection for a mother against her child.

"What's the matter, Ma?" Kia is not a child anymore, she understands the worries of her mother.

"Kai .... Mom actually ...." Airin hesitates to reveal. What if the relationship between the two girls becomes tenuous because of her prejudice?

"Mama calm down, Mutia is not that rich girl. He's my best friend, Ma. Besides I'm sure that Brother Haidar is also the man in charge. He can't possibly betray my trust."

Kia's expression makes Mama Airin smile. The middle-aged woman directly hugged her daughter's body and gave a gentle kiss on both of the girl's cheeks.

"Hopefully, son. I'm sorry you doubted your friendship?"

The girl simply smiled back at her mother's treatment. Undeniably Kia also had a doubt when he wanted to enter Mutia into the company of his own prospective fiancee. Not in disbelief, but Mutia is also beautiful and no less smart. Kia was afraid that something would happen that she never expected.

But he was sure Mutia was not such a girl. Kia believes that Mutia can keep her trust. Mutia couldn't possibly mess around let alone snatch Haidar from her.

"The car's ready, miss." The voice of the driver who will deliver him to the office of Pratama Group disperse his daydream. Kia shook her head quickly, expelling all the bad prejudices that had once perched in the heart.

"I can't think of a macem anymore! They can't possibly betray me!" The girl assured herself that everything that had crossed her head was just an unreasonable worry.

"Sir, let's go!"