Not the Son of the Prostitute

Not the Son of the Prostitute
Worriedly



"Master ... beware ...!!"


Akhhh ....!!


It turned out that one of the men ran towards Arya with a piece of wood in his hand. The man directly swung the piece of wood towards Arya's back, but ..


"Mutia ...!!" The two men screamed simultaneously when they saw Mutia's body fall down before him. Alex ran and ...


Bugh, bugh, bugh ....


The man beat him up again, helpless.


"Lex, they're running!" Arya pointed towards the two men who had been sitting helplessly over there. It turns out that place is empty.


"Damn ...!!" Alex swears loudly. The man intends to chase two men who are trying to drive his motorcycle.


"Once, let it go! The important thing is one of them has already been caught!" Arya immediately prevented it. Because he was sure if the police would not feel the trouble to subdue him. The condition of the girl is more important now.


"Good, Mutia! Wake, Son!" Alex walked over to the helpless body and patted both cheeks slowly. Mutia seemed to close both her eyes. With blue lips and a cold body.


"You wait until the police arrive. Let me take this girl to the hospital!" Arya split the tasks. It was impossible if they had to wait until the police came to that place. Scared, if the girl can't be saved. Seeing his condition that is getting paled.


"Good, Sir. I'll wait here. But ..." He glanced at the girl who was already in the arms of Arya. "I'm worried about his situation. How about Mutia get to why?" Alex feels so guilty for being off guard.


"I'll try to save him! I'll take him to the hospital first!" arya said earnestly. Honestly, he was the one who felt the most guilty. Wanting to save her, Mutia sacrificed herself.


"Please .. hang on, son!" Arya ran to hold Mutia's body and carried her into the car. Putting him in the back seat, he immediately sat behind the wheel and drove the vehicle at high speed. Arya did not care even though she had to overtake the vehicle in front of her several times.


"Hey, careful!" shouted one of the other riders. Arya ignored, he kept driving his car as fast as possible to get to the hospital immediately.


"May not be stuck." Arya hopes the road is smooth even though it is still hours to go home from work.


"Oh my God .. Please save the girl." He repeatedly chanted prayers, occasionally watching the girl behind him from the steering wheel.


If anything happens to the girl how? If you arrive ....


Bad thoughts keep trying to break his concentration. Arya rubbed her face rough, she could not let it go until that happened.


When the car began to enter the hospital area, men were increasingly impatient to immediately scream to call the doctor to help him.


"Hurry, Sister!" Arya follows the girl, who is taken to the ICU. When she got there, two sisters forbade her from entering and told Arya to wait outside.


"Please save him, whatever it costs me!" reveal the man to the doctor who will handle Mutia.


"Good, Sir. We'll try our best."


"Yes God ... Oh my God ...." Arya rubbed her face in frustration. He would do anything to save the girl.


While time is getting night. It did not feel like more than two hours Arya was waiting in front of the room earlier. The man continued to fidget, thinking about the worst condition Mutia would experience.


"Sir, how's Mutia doing?" Alex arrived with a face covered in worry. Earlier, after giving a statement to the police, Alex immediately headed to the hospital following Arya.


"May there be a good friend from Mutia soon." In a state of panic like this it turns out they both forget something. The flat objects that had unceasingly rang since they had been forced to ignore.


The Pratama family home.


"Where have you been, Mom? Why hasn't the clock reached home yet?" A middle-aged woman looks anxious when her husband hasn't come home yet. Though usually after magrib Arya has stayed at home and accompanied him. Especially when contacting Arya's cell phone that did not get a response at all.


"Dad hasn't come home yet, Ma?" His son was also confused. Because he knows the schedule of the father today is not too much.


"Come ...." Rengganis exhales heavily. The woman walked over to the sofa and chose to put her body there.


"You're sure your father's schedule is only up until this afternoon?" Rengganis just wanted to make sure her husband was okay. It doesn't matter if Arya comes home late, at least give the news.


"Yes, Ma. And last schedule with Om Alex anyway, so Mama don't have to worry about Dad ..."


"No!" the woman was quick. Rengganis knows where his son is going. "Mama's not worried about your dad leaving with another girl, son!" Although in the office there was a fierce debate, now the two have made up again.


"Yes, yeah. I'm just telling Mama that Dad went with Om Alex. So, it can't be anything." The young man smiled at the slightly annoyed expression of his mother.


"What sort? You think there's a woman who wants to be with an old man like your father?" grieve the woman again. Actually, he does not need to be this anxious if he already knows Arya with Alex.


"But Daddy's handsome, Ma. A lot of money anyway. Who is the woman who doesn't want to be with him?" Not calming, Haidar seemed to make his mother's heart more anxious.


"Hey, what did you say?!" Already put on an upset face.


Haidar stepped quickly up the stairs, choosing to dodge rather than hear the scolding from the mother.


"Yes, my gosh, Ma! I'm kidding!" He was drowning while continuing to flee.


Elsewhere, the incident was quite horrendous. Airin who did not usually wait for Alex to come home late is now made a little anxious. The middle-aged woman also repeatedly contacted Alex, but still did not get any response from across there.


"Where exactly is your father going?!" Although there was no one other than her in the room because Kia herself was in her room, Airin still nagged indistinctly.


"Or don't-don't ..." His mind was running somewhere.


"Be careful if I know you're playing around with another woman!" Airin clenched his hands to form a fist. He would not forgive her until that happened.


"Lift, Lex! Lift it!" The woman was angry. Press and press again. In the end Airin flocked her husband by sending a message.


[Where are you going?]


[Why not go home yet?]


[Says today's schedule is only until late afternoon?]


[Ah, why not reply as well?]


[Where are you actually going?!]