The Love of the Stepchild

CHAPTER 48. Amnesia news.

"Excuse me Mr. Rendi, there is someone who wants to meet you" the receptionist said on the phone.

"What's his name?" asked Rendi, pausing her activities for a moment.

"On behalf of Mr. Zeon Alexa," said the receptionist again.

Rendi breathed a heavy sigh.

I had expected that he would definitely meet me, Inner Rendi.

"Alright, take her to my room."

The phone connection was turned off, Rendi got up from her seat walking towards the sofa to wait for Zeon's arrival this morning.

"Am I capable of taking Zelea off in this short time ... I really love him" he murmured softly. Rendi looked at the photo of Zelea in her cell phone gallery.

Meanwhile, Zeon is currently with the female receptionist still in the elevator to the floor of the Tin Group leader's workspace.

Ting.

Elevator door opens.

"Let's Master," said the receptionist so politely.

Zeon followed the woman until her steps stopped in front of the door that had fine carvings.

"Please enter Sir, inside Mr. Rendi is waiting." The receptionist looked down respectfully.

Zeon followed the woman's advice and immediately turned the door handle.

"Welcome to Tin Group."

Rendi's words immediately greeted him after Zeon's door opened.

Rendi walked up to Zeon, who then embraced Zeon's shoulder. "Let's sit here" he said, taking Zeon to the sofa.

"Until you're where I work." Rendi laughs.

"Sure as I promised" Zeon replied with a small laugh.

"ok ... Ok, you alone? Where's your assistant?" ask Rendi.

"She I'm assigned to another job" Zeon replied.

Rendi nodded in understanding. "But a good job, right? there's no problem."

"All is well." Zeon smile.

"Good ... Indeed the best leader," seloroh Rendi accompanied by laughter.

"I am ordinary, there are still many young people who are greater than me" Zeon replied, chuckling.

"Descending to the story," said Rendi who immediately followed the laughter together.

After the laughter subsided, Zeon began to take it seriously, which became his goal to come to the Tin Group.

"There's something important I want to ask you."

Rendi looked into Zeon's eyes, which was currently as if the time was coming for the trial.

"Say," replied Rendi, no less serious as well.

"Women with you at Tin Group's birthday."

"Yes, what's wrong with her?" ask Rendi.

"I just want to make sure she's the right woman I've been looking for all this time ... Or just similar," Zeon said.

"What kind of place do you want?" ask Rendi.

"Tell me his identity" Zeon said with seriousness, even his eyes no longer radiating warmth.

As if saying do not mess around until you dare to lie.

Rendi leaned her back against the sofa, letting out a long sigh. "The woman's name is Zelea Anggraini, from country T, who lives in my house because she's my fiancee."

The deg!

"Why engagement how can?" zeon almost couldn't believe it.

"Well, can it, why? I see you're so surprised, what's wrong?" tanyanya pretended to be Rendi.

"She's the woman I loved and left me five years ago" Zeon said.

"Once again, he's amnesiac right now."

"Amnesia!" Zeon was surprised. "He's in an accident!"

"Yes, five months ago, but no serious injuries."

"I mean the wound on his body," added Rendi.

"As you saw that night, he's fine" Rendi said.

"I want to meet him" Zeon said quickly.

"Please, I need to talk to him first ." Rendi let out a long sigh as she saw Zeon's sharp eyes staring at her. "Don't get angry first, it's for her health."

"Later I call your mobile number" he continued.

Zeon did not continue the protest, now carrying his back leaning, his eyes staring at the ceiling of the room, his mind drifting away.

Silence, no one speaks anymore. Rendi was also preparing the heart to be strong when the time was when Zeon would take Zelea away from her life.

"How long have you been Zelea's fiancee?" Zeon's question became a breaker of silence.

"One Sunday before he had an accident."

Zeon smiled bitterly.

While Rendi felt bad, but she also did not want to take Zelea off, as a result she lied about the engagement, in the hope that Zeon could go straight away and no longer need to see Zelea.

"Ok, I'm picking him up right now, but remember I'm definitely going to bill you a promise to take me to meet him." Zeon got up, then walked out.

Upon arriving in the car, Zeon immediately shouted.

Aaaa! Zeon hit hard on the steering wheel of the mobi, his eyes reddened, clearly at this moment Zeon was being angrily mixed with sadness and disappointment.

"Why can ... How come I just found you in this country!"

"Why not long ago until I was not too late to have to watch you currently have a fiancee!"

"Why!"

"Why is destiny so unfair to me!"

"Why!"

Zeon kept shouting and hitting the steering wheel, no matter which hand hurt, because his heart hurt more than his hand he hurt.

"Cn ... I love you I miss you," he murmured softly as he leaned back. As if unable to bear such a painful burden.

"You must heal in order to remember me again." Zeon sat up again, and grabbed the phone to make a phone call.

"Hello Galang, please find the best doctor in the country who can help cure amnesia."

Phone turned off again, Zeon running his car died Tin Group company area.

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By the time you come here, I've gone so far that we won't see each other again, I'm sorry that I dared to love you from a distance, but this is better, because we won't be able to unite. Inner Zelea.

Zelea was currently re-painting Zeon on the walls of her room, there was no more pleasant day for her than to paint.

Because in this house, Zelea did nothing, until the sense of saturation that she got.

Not wanting to feel so sad, Zelea decided to paint, because whatever was going through would immediately feel divided when painting.

For him painting is the right place to vent all his feelings, whether sad or angry.

Zelea smiled as she looked at the slightly more finished painting of Zeon.

"I love you" he murmured softly, moving his brush, and now more vigorously.

Suddenly the door of his room opened, as the servant entered.

"Non, here's the toast at the meal, isn't it?" said the waiter after putting it on the table.

"Well, I'll eat" Zelea said without looking at the waiter.

"I say goodbye, Non."

"Ok" replied Zelea.

The waiter left.

Not long after the maid came out of her room, Zelea cried out in delight.

"Finally ..." The painting was finished, and the image he had just created was truly lifelike, as if it were a real person.

"Always very well ... I'm sorry" said Zelea, as if the painting could hear.