The Sweetest Feeling's

Recuperation

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Sheets of paper with Daryl's clothes were put in a special map he had brought from home. Deliberately, the man provided it for Nania who had been in therapy for a few days, and the drawings of the design were the result.

"Oh, my crayon is up!" The zenya showed the woman the dye.

"Let's ask Om Der buyin." said Anya who glanced at his uncle.

"Yes, then buy with the shops all so you are free to take how much too." The man also answered.

"Why is it not the same factory? If Papi's gonna buy the same factory, you know, Om?" Anya answered the words of her uncle.

Daryl rolled his eyeballs, then he closed the laptop after finishing work. 

For a few days now, every midday before the break he accidentally picked up Anya and Zenya at school to be taken to the clinic where Nania was undergoing psychiatric treatment.

And it did work, progress started to show after a few days of process and Nania started to open up. Especially on Saturday, Daryl and his two nephews visited deliberately since morning and all day there.

"Come, when it's finished stationery and the picture is cleaned. It's late." It's late afternoon." Daryl looked at his watch which had already shown at four in the afternoon.

"Well, is Kirain still noon?" Zenya with disappointed look.

"A little while now, huh?" Anya added.

"Ear afternoon. Later you are angry if you go home too late, and finally not given permission to go again." Daryl answered.

"Hm …." But Zenya pursed his mouth.

"Don't do that, you look ugly." The man laughed.

"Come, Malyshka. I'll take you to the room?" Then he got up and cleaned up Nania's drawing tool. And the woman rose as usual.

"You guys wait here, and don't go anywhere okay? Om take Aunt Nna first."

"Anya Bye, Zen bye?" Nania waved her hand, but the two boys came down and hugged her simultaneously.

"Bye Aunty, I'll get well so I can go home? We'll draw it at home." They're looking.

Nania just smiled as she nodded. Then he walked towards the unit where his treatment room was located, while Daryl walked in line.

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"Excuse me, Sir? When we're done, we can report as usual to make sure everything's safe." The nurse almost came out after she checked on Nania.

"Okay, Sister." Daryl nodded, then he turned to Nania after the nurse left.

"Are you sure you're not going home yet?" Then he asked.

Nania shook her head.

"You don't feel better yet?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right then." Daryl looked at her after getting the same answer as before.

"You're all right, right?" Now Nania asked.

"Yes, I'm good." And the man answered.

"What's your job? do you come here more often now?" The woman is starting to talk more now. And that made Daryl feel relieved. At least there is progress after doing everything.

"It can be arranged. There are some people who work, and don't forget Regan." Daryl smiled too.

"Regan?"

"Yes." Yeah." The man nodded.

"I haven't seen Regan in a long time."

"Yeah, he's busy taking care of my work, right?"

"Hm …."

"Well, you have to rest, right? So I'll just go now."

Nania nodded again.

"You promised you'd be okay, didn't you?" The man approached him who was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, recover quickly so you can go home. A lonely house without you." Then she scooped Nania's face and framed it as usual. 

Daryl kissed her cheeks gently, then embraced her body so tightly. In fact, the longing is getting bigger and bigger even though they meet every day. But a farewell like this feels quite heavy too.

"I'm leaving" said Daryl again after releasing Nania from her arms. And he rubbed the woman's cheek before finally hurriedly leaving.

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"That's why kids take to the streets?" Anandita distracts her momentarily from the phone screen.

They are now on their way home from the reading house and Regan as usual takes him home to Satria's residence.

"The plan is so." Regan, who was behind the wheel, replied. 

"The budget Aunt Nania knows?" The girl advanced so that she could see Regan who was focused on that heavy traffic.

"It has nothing to do with Nania. It's purely Lisa's and her friends' idea." The car stops when the traffic light turns red.

"Oohh .. So Aunt Nna doesn't know?"

"Not if I don't report."

"Emang should report too huh? Ka Aunty Nna is also again being treated."

"The responsibility must be there because all he leaves to me."

"That's his business with Mr. Daryl because of Mr. Daryl's hapeh, right?"

"Oh .. yes too. Uh, can I come with you?" Anandita then leaned her body forward.

"No idea, why ask me?" The car returned to motion after the traffic light turned green.

"Can Om organize his activities?"

"Lisa and her friends."

"But Om's coming?"

"Follow to keep an eye on that activity."

"Well, if Om comes with me, I'll come too."

"Yes just come along."

"Maybe?"

"No idea, just ask Mr. Arfan."

"Well, why ask Papa?"

"Pak Arfan is your Papa?"

"What does this have to do with home reading?"

"Nothing."

"Why should I ask Papa?"

"Well, did Mr Arfan allow you to come or not?"

Anandita.

"certainly no. Ahahaha." Variety laughs.

"Ish, bummer."

"It is predictable that Mr. Arfan will not allow you to follow the activities of the house of reading. He won't believe you to go." Regan explained to the girl.

Anandita pursed her mouth while the man laughed again.

"If it helps sayain" said Anandita then who made Regan's laughter stopped instantly.

"What?" He glanced at the girl through the rearview mirror at the wheel.

"Om the one who said let Papa believe me and let me come."

"No way!"

"Why is it not possible?"

"Just your head Mr. Arfa won't believe me?"

"Om his subordinate Om Daryl, works in Nikolai Group as well. Papa won't believe it?"

"You don't know what your papa looks like?"

"I asked Om who said, Om, do you know what Papa is?"

"Ah, can't."

"Why can't it?"

"Yes it can't be. It's like feeding you to a starving lion."

"Huh? What the hell doesn't understand?"

"You better not come along. The roads are not too far away anyway. Just to Dufan."

"uh right? To know it?"

"Yes, indeed. But you better not."

"Why would I want to come?" Anandita started whining.

"Don't, it's certain that Mr. Arfan won't allow it."

"That's why Om said to let Papa get permission!"

"I told you it's impossible, Ann."

"It's possible that Om said it, right?"

Regan snorted while rolling her eyeballs.

"Om, tell me to Papa!" The girl kept whining, and now she's even tugging at the end of Regan's suit.

"Of!!" he said again, so the man finally gave up.

"alright, fine. But if you don't get permission after this, you don't whine anymore?" he said with annoyance.

"Yeahy!! Okay okay." Okay." The girl nodded while patting both her hands cheerfully. 

Oh, my God, what am I gonna say to Mr. Arfan? His inner being as he stared at the gate of Satria Nikolai's house in the distance.

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