
The lunch event, initially began with a stiff, but over time became lively.
Ranti forgets for a moment Bram's problem, and tries to bring her colleagues closer to Alex. Of course, at that time Alex showed his kindness. The man paid all the lunch bills of all the employees there.
Seeing Alex laughing with his colleagues, increasingly makes Ranti doubt the assumption on the man.
However, his vigilance is getting higher, because thinking it could be, somehow Alex has arranged everything in such a way.
"Sir, where are we going? ... Are there any investors we should meet? I don't see files like that on my desk."
Ranti was surprised, because after lunch Alex took her out. So, since it's still working hours, she thinks Alex will take her on the job.
"You'll know, once we get there ... "
That's all Alex said, after which the man switched topics and discussed other things.
"Replace is actually where you live?"
Ranti thought about whether or not she should tell, but a moment later, she thought there was no point in keeping it a secret.
Alex will find it very easily, if the man is deliberately looking for her.
"Will you come to visit? ... "
Alex smiled and shook his head. "Do you expect me to see you?"
Ranti immediately nodded her head, and said. "Contact me before coming. I will choose clothes that will make you unable to take your eyes off ... " Said flirting.
Alex does not see it, but Ranti can clearly see Alex's junkyard moving. That thing, made him a little tickled.
"Ranti, you already know my weakness ... I'm not gonna hide that anymore. So, please don't always tease me ... I'm afraid, if I ... "
"If what? ... Tell me, if what? Are you gonna pounce on you?" God once again.
Alex shook his head, "Basic Crazy!"
Putting his mission aside, somehow, teasing Alex makes a pleasure of his own. Ranti has many ways, but this man seems to be trying hard to fight her.
"Why are we here? ... Is your father sick?"
Both of Ranti's eyebrows look to be fused when asking why they both ended up in the parking lot of a private international hospital in the city.
Not waiting for him Alex already opened the door and got out of there. Ranti could only follow his words, and walked to the man's fingers as he entered the hospital building.
Five minutes later, the two were already sitting in front of a specialist, whom Ranti knew as the doctor who dealt with the illness suffered by the man who was now sitting next to her, with a hopeful face.
"So, Doc. This is Ranti Olivia ... The woman I'm talking about."
The doctor takes a quick look at Ranti, and returns to Alex. However, a few seconds later he turned his head back to the woman, and smiled as he stuck out his hand.
"I'm Reynaldi ... "
Ranti welcomed the hand, and shook it. "Replace."
Unpatiently, Alex went straight to the main point. "So, Doc ... What do you think?"
Ranti looked at the doctor looking thoughtful while occasionally glancing at him. But soon, he spoke again.
"It's a little weird. I mean, medically this is impossible. I've examined all your nerves, and there are indeed abnormalities there. But ... "
"But what, Doc?"
Alex has prepared his mentality to undergo surgery, although Doctor Rey does not guarantee after doing it, Alex will get the results as he wants.
However, due to Ranti's presence and the strangeness she experienced with the woman, Alex feels she has new hope.
Rey's doctor did not answer Alex, but looked at Ranti. The doctor's eyes looked serious as he was about to say.
"Miss Ranti ... I'm asking this, as a professional doctor, and I need proof ... "
Hearing that, Ranti widened her eyes. He knows where the doctor's talking is going.
"Did Miss Ranti, let Mr. Alex, touch any part of your body, while I ran a further examination of her nervous reaction?"
Of course Ranti wanted to refuse. How could she let Alex touch her, when another man found out, maybe even saw her.
However, when Ranti wanted to respond, Alex had already voiced out.
"Relance ... I ... I ... very want, happy, Gladys ... My wife!"
Tears dropped, as Ranti saw Alex bowed as she said so. Ranti gulped, and went back to thinking about what she was going to say.