The Search and Revenge

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"Em ... how, will it be accepted or rejected?" enough tho tho point questions from a Deri.

"Ooh, sure. I will accept! especially his son wants to. If it's about the cost or the reception I'll be responsible-"

"We are not incapable! but we want to .. not in the near future! because Arya is busy." Deri cut off the words of Mahedalena.

Lisa looked towards her Oma. He hopes his oma also agrees with the decision of the Aryan family, although his heart is still stuck. About the father! because he is not a doctor.

"Yes, I'm sorry I wasn't trying to demean you. No, but it is my intention that it will make a very luxurious reception for my granddaughter" Ms Mahdalena said.

"Em, it's okay! I represent the others .. agree. The important thing is that in the near future they will both be married!" dr. Aldo's chimpanzee while looking at his best friend.

"Okay, I'm ready and agree." Ma'am Mahdalena agreed.

Angelica grew her smile. Then look at Arya who is looking down.

Arya thought, with the words of Ma'am Mahdalena if already Lica is the doctor Dimas. From here he'll be looking for data on that guy. He's very curious.

The discussion continues to the time will be later which will be held a day from now. Everything is fast paced because it wants to avoid slander. That's Aldo's reason as Aryan's spokesman.

After feeling enough about the conversation. Arya and her family say goodbye.

The young man's face was somewhat sad. By keeping thinking about it.

"Why? don't mind much, rest assured that your father is not as bad as you think," said Deri who glanced at Arya.

"What if it does? means that's-that's pepper"

"No, sure .. That's not true. I know your father, we all know your father especially after marriage, he is a very responsible man! so we don't believe that shit." Aldo glanced at Endro and Deri.

"Tante too, doesn't know him very well but knows. If he is a good figure and never mengneko-nekonya people. And many women admire him." Add Aunt Tika.

"Includes Aunty Citra. Om's wife," sambar Endro.

Arya turned to Aunt Tika who was also convincing and Endro took turns.

"I personally know what Dr. Dimas is. Our people are not just one building but every day together! so Om knows him better than that witch, your father is a loyal man! not like you are falling. The wife only wants two" Endro said, recalling Dimas.

Arya mesem heard the word Endro. Then Arya searches for the data of Dimas' doctor who died in an accident, and all he finds is one name: his father.

Then Arya showed the data and asked for an explanation from her three om.

"I reiterate with you, Son. If Lica wasn't your father's child, the witch would have been a slander and she wouldn't know we were related to the person she was slandering." Aldo.

"Hem, don't think about it. The witch just doesn't want to admit who Lica's father is. Maybe she's embarrassed." Added Deri.

"Therefore, do not think much, you are straight with the intention to want, let alone the more it looks rotten. Keep going my young man!" Endro patted Arya on the shoulder who finally smiled faintly and nodded.

The car drove quickly to Aldo's doctor's residence. Because their vehicles are there.

After a few tens of minutes and the night was getting late, Arya and Deri were on their respective bikes. While Deri had gone home first because of his wife, Citra was not well.

"Where are you going or going home?" Deri glanced towards Arya.

"Kirain wants to see another one." Deri.

"Hem, not ach. I'll see you tomorrow at the hospital." Then Arya props up her bike.

Followed by the Deri motor. Leaving the residence of Doctor Aldo. The two were chasing each other on that seemingly deserted road.

Arriving at the villa. Arya's phone kept ringing unanswered by herself many times.

Call a fellow doctor who's siping at night. Arya just opened her helmet immediately received the telephone connection.

He got word that Mr. Jum was critical. "What?"

Deri who was already on the terrace heard a very shocked tone of speech from Arya. Making Deri curious, she stood up and set her eyes on Arya.

Arya put her phone in her pocket. Then put on a helmet and hurriedly climbed back on his bike. Looking at Deri who seemed to want to know where she was going.

"Om, my patient is critical. I'm going to the hospital first, he's the father who wants to mate me with his son." Arya turned the bike back on.

"Ha, what is that girl! Om coming along." Deri hurriedly returned to his bike while walking to put the helmet on his head.

Then following the Aryan motorbike which first hit the night and drizzle was adorned.

Arya and Deri's motors are so fast like arrows detached from the bow, making it not take long to get to the hospital where Arya works.

Arya runs down the hospital corridor and is seen only a few officers who are sif at night.

Likewise with deri. The man who looked young and fresh was so easy to compensate for Arya's running steps that he arrived at the destination together.

Justright. Mr. Jum looks Tritis, a hose was installed in his respiratory tract. He was okay this afternoon. You could say improving, but now he sees the opposite.

Next to Mr. Jum, Gita sat limp with his face down and wet with tears. There was a doctor there and a nurse there.

"What is this, why is it like this? this afternoon he was fine chatting with me." Arya's voice while approaching Jum sir.

"He was from two hours ago doc, critically." Answer the treating doctor and his nurse as well.

Mr. Jum opened his eyes when he heard Arya's voice sitting on the edge of the patient's bed.

"Dad. He passed out after arguing with the rubber duster, in-he wanted to take me to be his wife. And also threatening me and the other father!" replied Gita while remaining down and sobbing as well.

Gita was afraid that her father, her only treasure, would be gone. Taken by the almighty and left him a kara.

Arya glanced at Deri who was standing near the doctor. Then look towards the Gita. The girl kept crying.

"Doc, doctor?" the voice was very slow to Arya.

The crying of Gita stopped and Arya immediately turned her head closer to the position of Pak Jum. Grasping Mr. Jum's hand that feels very cold ....

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