The Beloved Woman of the President

Reason

Wildan came early in the morning to the Anderson family residence after he got word last night that the amnesiac man had fully recovered. Although he was impatient to be sure with his own eyes, Wildan was still trying to behave normally. He remembered very well that the superior forbade him to tell people that his memory had returned to normal. So he behaved as usual so as not to provoke suspicion.

"Tumben once you came this early, Wil. What's up?" Dary asked as she cast a look of wonder at Wildan who had just arrived. Immediately he folded the newspaper he was reading and then looked at it closely. "Everything's fine, right?"

"Good morning, Mr. Dary," said Wildan politely. After that he just replied "Everything is safe under control, sir. I came so early because I wanted to take Mr. Gavriel away early to get therapy. Yesterday he fainted, so doctors rescheduled their meeting to replace yesterday's treatment. That's so!"

"Oh, what do I think is going on. Just make people surprise you."

"I'm sorry if my attitude makes you feel uncomfortable."

"Not apologized. I'm just kidding anyway, why are you responding. Fuckin."

Dary then asks Wildan to go straight into Gavriel's room only. He himself went back to reading the newspaper. Shortly as Wildan left, Erzan came out of the room. His disheveled face could not cover up if he was really under internal stress.

"Where's mom, Dad?" asked Erzan while wailing around looking for the whereabouts of the mother. He then sat down, took a deep breath and then exhaled strongly. It's so bored. Again he met the morning which would bring him back face to face with a pile of work files. Gosh darn. It sucks to live as a rich man. Not at all delicious.

"At this hour your mother will go where if not a hermit in the kitchen with her other friends" replied Dary.

"Why in the kitchen with friends? Are there any guests in our house?"

"Basic fool. You should be a farmer. This is how you don't understand. Erzan-Erzan, who the hell are you. Wonder!" dary's grumble was upset that his son couldn't catch what he had just said.

Next to Erzan's eyes narrowed slightly. It felt a bit awkward when he was called stupid by his own father. Erzan did not feel that he was doing anything wrong. Hermann.

"Dad, why did you say I was stupid? I asked you nicely earlier. Are there any guests coming to our house? What's wrong?" erzan Mumps protest. His face immediately turned sour because he felt unacceptable in such a dwarf. Just yummy. Doing anything wrong is not, as if the father called him stupid. Obviously he's upset. How the hell.

Hearing the protests her son made Dary forced to fold back the newspaper she was reading. After that Dary pointed towards the kitchen, trying to explain why he had called it stupid.

"As soon as you get out of the room, your mother will be caught in the kitchen. He was busy preparing breakfast for everyone. Then the friends I mean are the servants who work in this house. You forget or pretend to be senile Er to not know that the relationship between your mother and the servants is like a friend Arisan. In between their busy lives preparing food, a group of women will be busy also tempting the lives of others. Now you understand?"

"Oohh, tell me from the beginning that the friends you're referring to are the servants in our house. I'm not confused" said Erzan, rounding his lips as his father explained. "Why do you even call them that. It's only natural that I think there's a guest in our house. Aye, right?"

"Whatever you say. I'm lazy to argue."

"Hit?" ledek Erzan's. Both of his eyebrows continued to move up and down, he deliberately did to add to his father's annoyance. Hehe.

"Dad is old. Why sulk," said Dary did not feel provoked. He just kept reading the newspaper. Ignoring Erzan who just keeps teasing him.

Meanwhile in the room, Wildan and Gavriel are having a very serious conversation. Because now Gavriel's condition has returned to normal, Wildan no longer need to be careful in speaking. He is now talking about people who are trying to use the opportunity to undermine funds in the company. Including also with some subordinates who have bad intentions by spreading unsavory gossip because their superiors never appear to lead the Under Group.

"All right then. I will do as you have directed" Wildan said. After that he looked at his superiors very closely. Trying to figure out that what he heard last night wasn't just a dream. "Mr Gavriel, have you really made a full recovery? Your head hurts?"

Gavriel smiling. It's no wonder Wildan's reaction. While tidying up his clothes, Gavriel tells Wildan that he has fully recovered. He felt no pain when he remembered the kidnapping twenty years ago.

"You don't have to worry about this anymore, Wil. Right now, my condition has completely recovered. And about that memory, I just relax when I think about it. There was absolutely no pain as before" Gavriel assured Wildan not to worry about his condition anymore.

"Are you sure?"

"of course. This body I have. So how could I have misperceived. Right no?"

"Umm, maybe."

Gavriel's gaze turned deep when he remembered Kellen's name. "Wil, Briana is Kellen, and Kellen is Briana. I'm sure there must be a reason why Mrs Jenny let two names be on the same body. Last night I thought about what reason if enough to be the cause of the incident until little Briana had to be called by the name of Kellen. And what I found was quite astonishing!"

"If you may know what it is, sir?" ask Wildan curious.

"Between Mr. Hendar who refuses to have a daughter, or because of Mrs Jenny who is under pressure from someone. Could something like that happen in a family with an unusual background like theirs?"

Wildan silently digested Mr. Gavriel's words. Also true. Such a thing could have happened considering that Mr. Hendar came from a powerful family. Thinking of this, Wildan became interested in investigating it. In her heart came a belief that it was true that Miss Briana was their child.

"Then what should we do now, sir? Should we visit their homes again?" ask Wildan enthusiastically.

"It's too obvious that we came directly after what happened while you were in their house. We better think of other ways that can be more effective without arousing suspicion" replied Gavriel disagreed with the idea conveyed by Wildan. He frowned, fondling what means could make it easier for him to meet with Madam Jenny. "Or if it wasn't like this, Wil. You ask someone with experience to lurk unnoticed, then order him to watch the movements in the house. And once they appear in a public place, we will move as if the meeting happened by accident. This way Mr. Hendar will definitely not feel suspicious if we really want to meet them. Hows it? You think this is too conspicuous?"

"I think this idea is the most effective to reduce Mr. Hendar's level of suspicion, sir. Alright. Later I will find the right person to complete this mission," said Wildan satisfied with the idea thrown by his superiors.

"Yes, we're leaving now. Take me to where the kidnapping happened. I want to solve this problem starting from there!"

"You sure you can do it?" Wildan's worried. He was afraid that his boss would get sick again if he went to a place that had been a nightmare.

"By Briana I'm sure I can get through it. Since it all started from that place, then if I want to end it I need to be strong back from the starting point itself. Believe this. Everything must be fine. Okay?"

Gavriel patted Wildan on the shoulder and then took him away from there. They reasoned to have made an appointment with the doctor when asked by Erzan who was about to go into the room. Afterwards Gavriel went to see his parents who were joking in the kitchen. He then paused.

Briana, pray that I can solve this problem soon, baby. I can't wait for the day of our union. Hmmmmmmm.

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