The Love Story of Single Parents

Chapter 39. The Power of the Director

Chapter 39. The Power of the Director

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"Love is patient!"

Abhimanyu

He was about to go to Andreas, one of the Directors at the Hospital. Intending to waive any costs that may arise.

But not in the guts, he actually found Dhira who received unpleasant treatment from Indra. Makes him grit his teeth, really a miss .

He could not accept seeing Dhira being pulled by force and rough by Indra, it seems Indra's rude speech clearly explained if he was tired of working in BCS.

After getting into a dispute with Andhira's ex-husband, she immediately waltzed away without saying anything.

"Please accompany her first!" he told Rania.

Rania nodded, "where are you going?"

"Something I want to do!!"

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Rania is seen embracing Dhira, taking him to enter Raka's room, after being a spectacle of the Hospital visitors. Shame?, obviously!.

"Drink first Ma'am!" said Rania gave a glass of water, while Bu Kartika was seen rubbing Raka's shoulder on the bed.

Fredy who had just finished was in the room, making Bastian look at him.

"Who is he?, looking close to Bu Rania" inwardly.

"Cih, why am I thinking" he said inwardly, trying to shake off the notion.

"Emm Ran, I live first gapapa?, because I have a sudden guest" said Fredy who looks like he just read a short message.

"Oh gapapa, I'm still here first. Thank you very much Fred" Rania smiled at Fredy.

"I'm sorry" Fredy said to everyone there, I don't know if he was involved with a family quarrel.

Bastian who passed Fredy just smiled, returning Bastian's greeting. They do not know, do not know and do not want to know.

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Andhira

Pandanga Dhira was empty, she felt really embarrassed. Does he really have no meaning for Indra?. Even when they were divorced, her ex-husband still hurt her.

"Patience!" bu Kartika's voice broke the silence.

Rania was still looking at Dhira pity, not daring to say anything. He rubbed the fragile woman's back.

"What's wrong with Dhira Buk? now the defense is broken, even though there are Raka and Jodhi he can no longer hold his sadness. Remembering Indra's words that call himself as a woman Ja Lang.

Raka looked down, he could not bear to see his mother sad. He himself did not know what was going on outside. Even with Jodhi, he increasingly dislikes the man named Indra.

" I want to go home now ma!" Raka said.

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Indra

"Dammit!!!" he cursed while hitting his round steering wheel, irked beyond measure. He was still sitting in the car, his breath hunting. Still burning remnants of emotion.

He himself who made his household destroyed, all this time where has he been?.

Looking at the body of his wife in the Abhimanyu bopong, seeing her son was even in a car with another man, and seeing Andhira who was always busy with her cellphone. I don't know why he made himself inflamed.

Could he be experiencing some regret?

Isn't it too late?

"I have to see Renata!"

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Abhimanyu drove his car at high speed, he intended to meet Wisang.

Obviously he needs his best friend at the moment, it looks like he will really make the calculations with Indra.

"Hello where are you!" he said over the phone.

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"Stay there!"

Tut

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Wissanggeni

He was enjoying a late lunch at a restaurant. His eating activities are interrupted with his floundering phone.

Abhimanyu calling

"What's he calling me?"

A moment later he shifted the green button, indicating he had received the call of his best friend.

"Hallo where are you?" he had not even had time to do greetings, but the voice on the other side looked dusty.

"I'm at Restaurant X" he replied.

"Stay there!" abhimanyu.

Tut

"Geez, how polite he is!" Wisang shook his head, a strange attitude.

He continued his late lunch, slowly, while waiting for his friend's arrival.

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Glek glek

The cold drink was toilet in one gulp, Wisang's forehead until it became doubled. Indicates if he is astonished.

Wisang scanned the Abhimanyu display. Black pollo t-shirts, casual pants are also sneaker shoes and again, a matted face. What the hell?

"What can I help you with, hm?" Wisang could not mince words, the arrival of his best friend was clear and brought problems.

Abhimanyu was still silent, looking to normalize his breathing. Likewise with Wisang, with a flat face still waiting for Abhimanyu's answer.

"Fired the new BCS chief!!"

"Now too!!"

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