PEARL & CRYSTAL

SULTAN

Muti's eyes opened, seeing Han beside him clasping tightly the hand not wanting to let go.

Muti's hand rubbed the face of the man he loved, the man who made him dare to accept the harsh reality of life.

When he first came to town, Muti was very scared. His first day was extremely painful, as Han directly hit him without pity.

Muti thought he had entered into the darkness, and death was before his eyes. The same day Muti saw Han was also in the dark.

"Sister, that day Brother Han cried while pulling his leg hitting the chest with a very deep pain. Tomorrow morning Brother Han looks fine." Muti rubbed Han's hair, Muti wanted to be strong like Han who was crying in the dark, but recovered quickly without anyone knowing he was injured.

The pain Muti was harboring was overflowing, he was not as strong as Han who could endure many years with more and more problems.

The door opened, Muti closed his eyes, feeling the touch of a hand. Han woke up directly reprimanding Doctor Ilham.

"How's Muti doc?"

"He's fine, just needs a break."

Alhan smiled, kissing Muti's hand. Seeing Muti and Kris was painful.

"Thank you Han you've taken care of my two daughters, honestly I don't know how to tell them. Did they accept me as their father?" The gaze of the doctor Ilham saw Tirta who was sitting quietly accompanying Kris.

"For sure accepted, even if there is a man she loves by her side, the father figure is still in love with his daughter." Tirta smiled looking at Han who nodded his head.

"Areally Kristal loves Brother Tirta?" Muti opened his eyes, Han and the Doctor of Inspiration were shocked to hear Muti's speech.

Tirta immediately laughed, she knew that Muti had woken up and even touched Han without realizing that there was Tirta as well.

"Pearl's coming home, I've been here for years." Muti immediately woke up without realizing there was an infusion in his hand.

The sound of Han's screams rang out, holding Muti's body and the infusion pole almost falling on him, Doctor Ilham immediately held him back so that Muti's hand would not bleed.

"Sorry." Muti touched the bloody face of Doctor Ilham at the stake.

Muti's lips were instantly manyuned, feeling guilty for making others hurt because of his careless self.

"You're fine, look at his hand." Muti's infusion was repaired so as not to injure him.

Tirta and Han looked into the eyes of a very sincere Father, because the attitude of Doctor Ilham was gentle and authoritative.

"What's a get-together?" Kris held onto the infusion while looking at Muti.

"Kristal, look at the doctor's face hurt because of Muti." Muti's forehead was pestering apologizing.

The smile of the Doctor of Inspiration was visible, the wound was nothing compared to the pain if Muti was injured.

Tirta gave Kris a chair, asking to sit down so as not to get tired. Kris's gaze sharply looked towards Muti.

"Sister Muti, could not his voice be understated. Kris always woke up hearing a big sound that broke the eardrum." Kris breathed.

"It's not me who's yelling, it's Han's brother." Muti stared at the cynical Kris who closed her eyes.

Doctor Ilham calmed the two of them so as not to quarrel, Muti and Kristal were already allowed to go home and rest at home.

There is a personal doctor who will come to check the situation until fully recovered, Kris also did not have to go back and forth to the hospital to control the puncture wound in his stomach.

"Finally after decades of being able to go home." Muti breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your mouth is excessive, one month is not yet." Tirta shook her head, looking at Muti's smiling face.

"Thank you doc, we're happy Kris can go home." Han will take care of the hospital fees soon.

"Sister Han is only happy for Kris, Muti isn't?" Muti's eyes glared, cursing Han through his gaze.

Crystal hit Muti's leg, since the beginning of the hospital as a crystal patient, base Muti alone who is less work can fall ill as well.

Tirta immediately pulled the chair, Han already hugged Muti who was staring cynically would definitely reply to Crystal.

Crystal's gaze looked at the Doctor of Inspiration who was treating his face, closing the wound to make it invisible.

The chief physician Ilham shook his head, the wound was small and should not be taken seriously.

"Can I request a personal doctor?"

"Who is the doctor you want? I helped to set the schedule." The gentle gaze of the doctor of Inspiration approached Kris who seemed to be thinking.

Doctor Ilham stepped out to see the doctor prepared for Kris, and looked at the schedule of other doctors who had to be emptied.

Mommy and Daddy also arrived, straight to the Crystal and Muti clothes to prepare for home.

"Kris you now live with Mommy and Daddy, Mommy will take care of you."

"Why not just at Han's house? our spacious house can hold Muti and Crystal." Alhan looked at Muti who lowered his head.

"Christ is with Nathalie, not me." Muti smiled playing his nails.

"Pearl, why talk like that? Mommy didn't mean to offend you, but .. forgive Mommy." Nathalie touches Muti's cold hand.

Muti's smile was visible, he understood very well what Nathalie was thinking. Muti was already Han's responsibility, and could not continue with Crystal.

Kris smiled looking at the note, instantly shouting happily. Mellow's atmosphere instantly changed.

"Oh my God, if this is how the crystal can get richer." Kris jogged on the chair hugging his cell phone.

"Muti wants to." Muti approached Kris, seeing what Kris was holding.

"You want to be shirked when you see someone richer?"

"His treasure brother's treasure, brother's treasure belongs to brother." Muti stared cynically, pulling the chair closer to Crystal.

"Since when has there been such a term? muti always does not give up. Sucks, Kris is tired of collecting treasure, sis Muti is busy asking for parts." Mouthfuls rang out again, Crystal angry already looks like a demo.

"You who once gave up, become a bad brother."

"Kris has relented since in the womb, tired of giving up. Let Chris win." A punch on the chair sounded.

Nathalie doused Kris and Muti with a splash of water, the demon who had possessed the two was always fighting.

Kris stared cynically, showing something to Muti. The second gaze met directly a laugh and jog of pleasure.

"Why are you two?" Han nibbled his temple.

"Sister Han knows who owns this hospital?" Muti smiled looking at Alhan.

Han's head nodded, the owner of the Kembara family hospital. The whole family has a doctorate and one of the most distinguished families.

The Kembara family had a son who would become the sole heir to the hospital, and just recently the owner of the hospital died.

"Sister Han knows who the son of the owner of this hospital is?" Kris held a smile.

"No idea, why should I know?"

"His son is named Ilham Kembara, meaning we are the daughter of the owner of this hospital. Jesus, we're both sons of the Sultan." Muti and Kris hugged.

Alhan shook his head, Muti and Kristal were happy just because the Inspiration of the son of the rich and wealth would also be theirs.

"You're happy just because of treasure?" Nathalie rubs her chest.

"Yes, we really like treasure." Muti Kris' smile was wide.

"You're both wrong, your father is Ilham Hartono, not Kembara. Failed to be Sultan's son." Tirta held back a laugh seeing the faces of Muti and Kris who were bowed in lethargy.

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