Sharing Love: STRONG WOMAN (NEA)

The Truth about Mykaila

Mykaila went home to her aunt because her parents were out of town, and parked her motorcycle in front of her aunt's yard.

"God! Mi!" The aunt ran up to Mika who was dressed in dirty clothes and the motorbike body she was wearing was also scratched.

"Where's Brother Nea? I want to meet you" Mika said.

"Nea is still busy with Lewis' crazy second wife, aunt is not out of thought with Nea, she still maintains the household, even wants to take care of Haruka," Sesal mistress Wijaya who gave the blessing to Lewis to marry the princess.

"Sister Le has changed, hasn't he? let the past pass, oh yes.So I met Jo, the mysterious man I knew through a phone call at High School used to be bi," said Mika with a smile.

"I'm mad at him, but I'm sorry! oh...you still love her?" ask aunt Wijaya.

"Don't know aunt, I'm tired of waiting for her for too long, I don't want to expect more. After the holidays are over, I'm going back to Australia again" Mika walked gontai towards the terrace, she sat on the wooden chair that was there.

The aunt followed Mika's steps, she also sat on the chair beside Mika.

"Mika, you don't give up on the situation, he's a good man even though I've never seen him," explained Mrs Wijaya.

"I'm lazy to talk about it, I better take a shower, my body is dirty, full of mud" Mika said as she moved from her seat.

He entered the house of the aunt, Vijaya's mistress was still sitting in her place, she was seen calling someone.

"Noe? your sister's home, she wants to see you" said the mother.

"I'll just go home tomorrow?" nea replied in a doubtful tone.

"Is your husband acting up again?" ask the mother.

"Not that, I'm just tired mom, it's okay right? give my regards to Mika," said Nea.

"From the tone of your voice, sound weak and lackluster? you sick?" ask the mother to worry.

"No mom, I'm just tired, sorry? I want to rest first" replied Nea.

"Okay baby, take care of your health?" pinta the mother.

"Yes mother" answered Nea.

The mother hung up her phone call. He felt suspicious if there was a problem with Nea. He called Mr. Hans immediately.

"Hello sir? where are you?" ask lady Wijaya.

"Ohya, what's wrong?" said Mr. Hans.

"My son sounded moody on the phone, is there a serious problem in your house?" ask lady Wijaya.

"No besan, um.later try I'll interrogate them both" replied Mr. Hans.

"OK, thank you for the help," said Mrs Wijaya.

"Together" replied Mr. Hans.

Mrs Wijaya hung up the phone call and immediately entered the house.

Office L.H.S skincare...

Mr. Hans immediately contacted Lewis, he wanted to discuss the complaint from Mrs Wijaya.

"Lewis? where're you?" ask mr. Hans.

"Well, why at home?" said Lewis.

"Are you and Nea in trouble?" ask Mr. Hans back.

"Nothing" Lewis replied.

"So Nea's mom called, she said Nea was moody on the phone by besan, can you explain?" asked Mr. Hans for an explanation.

"There are people who want to destroy me, Dad, Nea thinks of it" Lewis replied.

"It's possible that father, I'm also looking into it" Lewis explained.

"He's good at hiding" said Mr. Hans.

"He's your flesh and blood, isn't he? you also hid from my mother to meet her" Lewis said.

"Le, be polite!" pinta the father.

Tut's...Tut's...Tut's..

"Damn! that boy!" Mr. Hans was upset, Lewis was too brave to tell him all that.

"You and Peter are brothers, try to understand!" Mr. Hans ruffled his hair violently.

His guilt was unforgivable to his wife and son.

"It's all dad's fault, you and Peter have to be hostile, while Patricia has to be a criminal while trying to maintain her relationship," Mr. Hans's vision felt empty, he had no power to act, he said, in addition to finding Peter and apologizing.

...* * *...

Mr. Hans got up from his seat, he wanted to go somewhere that was at least able to calm his heart.

He came out of his room, in front of the president's room there was an elevator.

Ting!

As the elevator door opened, he went inside, mister Hans pressed the number one button as he was going down to the ground floor.

Ting!

The elevator door opened, he came out of the elevator, his footsteps were speeding up, like he wanted to get to the important place he had in mind.

After arriving at the parking lot, he immediately got into it and immediately drove away from his office.

A few minutes later, he arrived at a funeral and stopped his car immediately.

"This is the place you said that, before you died, you sent me a message to want to go to this place, the most comfortable place to rest for you, sorry Nilam! I'm wrong" Mr. Hans put his head on the steering wheel, he looked very frustrated.

"Hans," A very familiar voice, he turned to the direction of the origin of the voice, there was a figure he missed so much.

"Nilam?" mr. Hans was surprised.

"It's me, why are you?" ask that figure.

"I'm sorry I left you, sorry! if I was there, Patricia probably wouldn't.." her words stopped as the figure smiled and said, "Don't regret anything that happened, this is already our destiny. Embrace Peter, take him with you,"

"But Nilam?" said Mr. Hans hesitated.

"I pray to God that Peter will come to his senses and forgive your mistakes immediately" replied the figure, who had been disappearing for a long time.

"Nilam!" screeched Mr. Hans while getting up from the steering wheel of the car that he had been using to cushion his head.

"God! was that Nilam?" Mr. Hans still could not believe what he had just experienced.

Mr. Hans got down from the car, his footsteps slowly heading towards the tombstone that was lined up in front of him. He headed for a mound of earth with a tombstone inscribed with the name Nilam.

He hugged the tomb, Mr. Hans cried, apologized to Nilam.

"Nilam, I'm sorry! I'm wrong, I don't deserve to live, Nilam! be alive! you can't die, I miss you so much!" Mr. Hans vented everything at the Nilam navel, the late wife who had died a few decades ago.

When Mr. Hans was satisfied to vapourize everything, he realized that there was a bucket of flowers on top of the Nile.

"This funeral is just me and Peter knowing, is it possible? this is he who just put it here?" mr. Hans said guessing.

"Nilam, it looks like our son misses you, he left a trace of this flower, you've given us a hint! thanks Nilam!" Mr. Hans hugged the mound again with a smile.