The Finger Ring
Chapter 2
Chapter 2
“Are you serious? Anything else?” ask Manner sarcastically.
Constan looked at Manner in surprise. But all right, he'll tell Manner where he cares about the foreign girl.
“Yes, of course there are others. Are you curious? All right, I'll tell you. He also said that the girl looked very poor and had nothing. He even looked pale when he heard you were going to Brinsham to inform the local police, to ask if someone had lost his family or his servant.” Constan explained to Manner what he had heard from Limin.
“Is that?” manner asked to turn on his cigar pipe. “The part that concerns the look of his face turning pale is understandable. Which girl likes to get involved with the police? But of course I have to go there and ask them, and I've given them a picture of the girl. They will soon announce it through the media they have. If it sounds like someone is feeling the loss of a family member or his servant, Mekera will tell me immediately,” replied Manner.
“There will be no. Trust me,” Constan said again.
“Listen, Cons,” said Manner and his gaze became sharp with hardened jaws, “You must not be arbitrary toward a man you yourself do not know has not even met at all with him. That's not very good!”
“Why do you seem to disagree with me? Are you interested in that little girl? What's-her-name? A dygta? Oh, little Dygta..” Constan said looking carefully at his cousin curiously.
Manner was famous as a very wealthy man, because his mother was the only child of a well-known liquor company owner in Devon and as the sole heir of the Peters family. In addition, Manner opened pratkik on Harley Street. Not a few patients are beautiful women who have a beautiful body goal and look beautiful, but Manner can resist the temptation that hit him from them. Constan was surprised to see Manner who can control himself and manage finances well in his life. However, this time Constan did not want to give his sympathy to Manner, where his cousin was very sympathetic to the girl who had an unattractive face at all by making up stories that he had forgotten memories. It signified that he wanted to deceive this brother.
Different from Limin. Limin is a very beautiful girl, there is no need to irrigate with the beauty she has. It was possible that by looking at the girl, he could boast of saying a no-no to the little girl.
“When can I meet little Dygta? Or I won't meet him?” ask Constan.
Manner smiled faintly in response to his cousin's question. “You'll meet him at dinner tonight. During the day, he slept, but at night, I allowed him to go downstairs and out of his room,” his gaze was diverted to observe the face of the cynical cousin. “And I don't want you to tease him with all your damned wiles, Cons. Don't let you confuse the child so that you and I will fight.”
Constan observes a jeweled buckle that runs through the meadows in the swamps. Limin relates that this is true, because sandal shoes covered in mud and dry grass stick to his shoes.
Then Constan smiled observing the clasp. “This is a special kind of jewelry to attract young men, because I was right, that his shoes are not his own.”
“Maybe,” said Manner did not argue.
“Not only possible, buti, IYA!” constan looked at the jeweled buckle. “This is a bit too flashy but this item has a pretty fantastic value. Maybe the original owner sangar, which makes him not feel at home working in that place. And maybe there's a lot of demands and rules, you know, right. Finally the little girl decided to escape from there.”
“You've been like the famous detective, Sherlock Homles, who talks like that. As if you knew everything. The obvious fact is that the boy had amnesia, and I decided to take care of him until he was picked up by his family or his master. I will take care of him until he remembers who he is. I don't bother with the problem of shoes that he has that belongs to whom. I'm a doctor and my main job is to take care of the child to treat him.”
“Why don't you send to the hospital, if he's sick?” constan.
“Not sent to the hospital alone did he look frightened. Being sent to the hospital will give him a suggestion that he is sick. He's not actually sick. He was just running away from something, or someone. If he stopped being frightened by the situation, and then he ran away from the possibility of it happening, he would definitely be able to recall who he was. And it could be tonight, tomorrow, or next week.”
“Or never at all,” sahut Constan while throwing buckles at the table. “Alright, it is your decision, I will not interfere with your decision of wanting to take care of the girl.”
Manner simply nodded his head in response to his cousin.
Limin was the son of a Postman, whose mother worked in a regular shop. The shop is frequented by high-class people, office workers, government workers, and he happens to be working with the doctor-guided Manner Peters. He also had experience as a secretary elsewhere before working with Manner.
Back flash.
One day, it rained. Limin slipped on a sidewalk in front of the restaurant and Manner saw it coming straight out to help Limin. Manner not only helped himself rise from the fall, but Manner invited Limin into the restaurant to get a warm drink.
Manner, who was not alone in the restaurant, saw his best friend who was interested in the first sight of Limin. The perfect beauty is reflected in the look of her face. His red cheeks held back his back pain after falling.
And at that time, coincidentally at Manner's practice on Harley Street was in need of a secretary because his old secretary resigned because he was married. For Limin, the job offer meant as much as the durian fell, and now Limin has worked for four years with Manner. To the extent that wherever Manner was, he would follow him faithfully.
And Limin was so happy to be involved even with the Peters family, that he was considered his own family. He is very fortunate to know the Manner family who turns out Manner has a very interesting cousin, Constan Peters.
Flash back off.
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okay, two early chapters first. cape, say. hihi
gracias.
