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I heard a breath coming from Cristian's lips.
"Did Ayana worry about me all night?"
What?!.
Assistant Vie, Max and Alex are flabbergasted at the same time.they think there is something serious that Cristian will discuss, but it turns out about Ayana.
Geck.
"Sorry late"
The door opens, doctor Ridwan enters with a breath of ngosan.he is enjoying his vacation in this J country, so forget his purpose is to monitor the state of Ayana.
"Where have you been, doctor?"vie's assistant who first sneered at Doctor Ridwan.
"The roads, my purpose for coming to this country are the streets."Doctor Ridwan replied casually.
"You have not answered my question" Cristian said again, noticing those who have not answered the king's question.
"You know I'm jealous of you, Ayana really worries about you, beyond her own content."max sneered, without hesitation pointing his jealousy at Cristian.
"Couldn't you?"christian's eyes sparkled with happiness, turning upside down with other men.
King why the hell?.
Max, Vie's assistant as well as Alex wondered inwardly in astonishment.
"Is she crying too?"stupid questions came out of Cristian's lips.
“according to you?”assistant Vie asked lazily.
"What kind of stupid question is that?.Of course Ayana cries, she's a soft-hearted woman, surely she's hurt to see the man who helped her get hurt."
Doctor Ridwan grumbled, his one-on-one man who dared to grumble at a mafia king Angle of death.
"Couldn't you?"not his angry, Cristian instead sparkled happy.
"Love makes our king crazy" Alex murmured softly, turning his gaze the other way.
"Gosh,king-king.you really are, since when do you care for someone's cry."assistant Vie muttered softly which was immediately answered with a nod by max who heard him.
Geck.
Geck.
In the midst of the conversation of the men, Ayana barged in.in her hands there was a silver tray, containing porridge and warm milk for Cristian.
"King, I brought you breakfast" Ayana sat down at the end of the bed, placing a silver tray on Cristian's lap.
"Thank you" Cristian replied.
You're happy Ayana, I won't tell you about Bayu's condition now.
Dr. Ridwan let out a long sigh, because again and again remembered Bayu, the friend.
***
Indoneszian.
"Vero"mama approached the eldest son, stroking his shoulders slowly.
"What's the matter ma?"Vero turned his head at a glance, before continuing his activities reading financial statements.
Vero was silent.enggan act in the slightest, put the financial records on the table.vero lay his body on the mattress, tired to hit because all night keeping Bayu in the hospital.
"That's the thing that Bayu reaped from all his deeds ma.for what do I care about him?she doesn't care even think about Ayana's condition, when she remarries.then why do I care about men not knowing themselves?."
Vero does not care, in addition to his relationship and Bayu is not too close, Bayu's attitude and the fact he is suing Ayana, really makes Vero annoyed.
You were wrong Bayu.and now, enjoy your suffering, away from your wife and your child.
Vero smiled wickedly.
"Vero Bayu your sister, do you not pity her.you often wait for her in the hospital, you know for yourself right how her circumstances?."
Mama tried to persuade vero.because, mama is sure behind the departure of Ayana, there Vero who contributed to help her.
"Then?do I care?.Bayu was like that ma, Ayana repeatedly treated in the hospital, because Bayu.but what if the man cares?she's busy fucking Fia?."
Relaxing yet piercing to the deepest recesses of the heart.
Mama is like being slapped by the word vero, but what a force she is just a mother who always wants happiness for her children.
Am I selfish, but I love Bayu very much.
Mama was worried, but there was something else that bothered her, Bayu's health which from time to time decreased.
"But your sister's condition is not okay, at least tell mama where Ayana"mama is still Keukeh to persuade Vero.
Swiping his shoulders indifferently, Vero closed his eyes.in seconds Vero was asleep, maybe the effect of tired, tired of waiting for Bayu in the hospital, not yet his work.
"good night son, you love me so much."before you left, Mama kissed Vero's forehead slowly.
"wanna go to the hospital again?"papa who was enjoying coffee in the living room, greet the wife who already looks neat.
"iya pa.bayu pity no one is waiting.mama is still confused how can Ayana go? while he has no family or anyone close to one."
mama's forehead is furrowed deeply, as she has yet to find out that Ayana has already met her real father.
"Ayana has a father."the father who knows everything, said.
"how could?isn't he an orphan and who's his father?is he so powerful that the Pradana family has nothing?."
consecutive questions are out right by mama, still with a million confusion that ambushed her.
"his father was a textile businessman in the country J. entered into the ranks of the most influential people there, of course his influence is very large, the Pradana family is nothing."
papa said casually, he already knows everything.only the existence of Ayana still leaves a question mark.
the person behind Ayana must be influential, how could I not find her.
"What is the possibility of finding Ayana's whereabouts so small?mama can't bear to see Bayu's condition now."mama sobbed tight, even his shoulders shook violently.
"Papa is still trying.as he continues to search, let Bayu enjoy his karma.papa never educate him to cheat anything else have more than one wife, papa just wait for punishment more hurt right for Bayu."papa said casually, but hit the heart of mama as a mother.
"Papa have the same child himself.papa see for yourself what is the condition of Bayu now? we need to find Ayana soon."
Mama looked at papa with a bead full of requests, again and again papa only able to breathe long.
"Father no longer know how to ma, let time answer.now, all we can do is pray and try, let Bayu enjoy karma for his actions."
Papa remains keukeh let Bayu enjoy karma for his actions, this wise person does not want to side with Bayu at all, because Bayu is also wrong here.
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