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"Evil!"
The cry made Aska sigh heavily. Moreover, his body had already been hugged very tightly by the person who had just entered.
"Why should I go?" tanyakanya.
Aska smiled too. He broke down his embrace and cupped the beautiful face that had embraced his body.
"Sister wants to learn to take care of the business with Grandpa" he replied.
"Till 'right?" sergeant that woman. "He's the one who made Big Brother leave and it's already a hurt brother."
Aska looked towards Arya. However, the old man of the woman was silent.
"One reason is that." Aska had to be honest because if he lied his affairs would be more complicated.
"Where is that woman? How dare to make Brother hurt like this," said the teenager. Beeya, who is none other than Beby's child, Arya will be the leader to defend Aska. They are suitable partners.
"She is married and will definitely be happy with her partner" said Aska in a very sad tone.
Beeya knew of the figure of the Orange, but she did not know that the Orange was married to Aska's best friend. Hearing Aska's words, Beeya could say nothing more. He hugged the body of Aska again.
"There are no best partners anymore" Beeya lamented. His hands were already coiled very tightly around Aska's waist.
"When you come here, there's gotta be time for both of us." Aska herself already considers Beeya like her sister.
It is getting heavier actually to die people who are very dear to Aska. Moreover, its twin seemed to hold deep sadness.
"Everyone, Adek is leaving, yes. I promise you, we'll meet again and we'll come together like this again."
Aska's hand ended the farewell. When the door of the treatment room closes that's where the pace of tears begins to fall.
"Bah."
Beeya was already whining towards Arya. Arya just hugged him tightly while Beby was already hugging Ayanda's body. She knew the one hardest hit by Aska's decision was her mother.
On the way to the airport, Aska was silent. Nothing he said.
"Daddy hope you return to Indonesia to be a respected entrepreneur by other entrepreneurs."
The hope thrown by Gio made Aska nod her head slowly. He looked at his father very deeply.
"I'm sorry Adek, Dad." The regret that Aska felt.
"No problem. From pain you will surely find unparalleled strength" Gio replied.
Aska could only give her smile to her father. She grabbed Gio's hand and kissed him for a very long time.
"Dad, pray for your son, yes. Hopefully Adek can be a successful person like Daddy and can get a good companion that Daddy and Mommy like."
Gio's heart melted hearing Askara's heartfelt words. His son rarely spoke to him, unless there was something important. It is different with Aksa who always invites him to discuss.
"Sure, Deck. Daddy will always pray for you" he said. Gio hugged his son's body, not feeling his tears dripping. Haru and happy to be one. The test that befell Aska brought blessing to him, which could be close to his youngest child.
"Behind the exam there must be a silver lining. Now, I feel this incredible wisdom."
"Did the departure of Orange have anything to do with Daddy?" Aska's question made Gio frown his forehead.
"Why accuse Daddy?" hardik Gio's.
"Not accusing, it's just sudden. Only people like Daddy can do it."
Gio laughed, and so did Remon. "You've been branded ugly by your son, Mr. Boss," joked Remon.
"No, Om," elak Aska. He was afraid that his father would be angry.
Gio was even very happy, his youngest son was still a child who always wanted to know the father's behavior. Gio seemed to reminisce to the year where Aska and Aksa were still in PAUD school.
"Daddy will not take care of anything other than Daddy's domain" replied Gio. "You understand, don't you." Aska nodded.
There were no lies in the eyes of the father that made Aska believe. He will finish his mind about the Orange. From this second, this minute and at a height of one thousand and five hundred feet he will try for amnesia. Eliminating all memories and memories of him is also orange. As well as closing his heart slowly for the women, until in the end there is someone who managed to make his heart knock and he will open his heart again.
"Goodbye to my wounds. Goodbye my first love. However, I still hope ... God will be kind to me and make you my last mate."
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In a white house, a woman was sitting on the balcony hugging her knees. The sad and sad face was still clearly visible. Breathing in the air in the morning and shining a dark heart of love and life that is very painful.
He stared at the bottom of his neck. Hanging a very sweet ring. A gift ring from someone she still loves.
"I was wrong too. I've been too slow to give an answer. I always think using logic, but sometimes the heart that determines everything."
His rough breathing ended his murmur this morning. His head he put up. His eyes were closed and his hands were already holding a ring hanging from his neck.
"God .. I love him. Can he and I be reunited? Can you make him the last mate of my life?
He began to move from his seat and went back into his room. Scrutinizing corner after corner of the room he lived in. Large and also very comfortable.
"Who is the owner of this house?"
It remains a mystery of the man who took him away. However, he was also very grateful to that mysterious person. Thanks to his services, he was able to leave behind the men who had broken him. The man she hated so much in this world after her father.
The sound of the door opening, a warm smile was given by one of the house assistants working in this large house.
"Good morning," the middle-aged woman's warm breakfast gave her. He walked with a tray in hand.
"This is breakfast, Non. Must be spent because Non's body is very, very thin" said the assistant.
Instead of being angry, Orange laughed. He feels like he has a friend here. Not alone anymore.
"Spend, yeah. Let Non's body contain and will definitely look more beautiful," said the housekeeper again. Orange just nodded.
When the housekeeper approached, the aroma of cooking was very stinging to the nose. However, it makes the stomach of Orange nauseous as it is stirred. He closed his mouth and ran to the bathroom.
"Geek!"
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Come dong, hopefully can up again accompany your Sunday night.
