THIS IS MY DESTINY...

85 How is my son doc?

" What the hell sir!" Bu Lastri was offended because Mr. Hasan glared at him.

Mr. Hasan coded Bu Lastri not to interfere in people's affairs.

" It's okay sir, we're looking for someone" a man pulled out his phone and handed it to Mr. Hasan. " Did you see this woman?"

Mr. Hasan had guessed who the men were looking for in front of him. But Mr. Hasan tried to act ordinary.

" It never seems...!" mr. Hasan gave the phone back to the foreign man in front of him.

" Who the hell sir, mom wants to see...!" Bu Lastri approached Mr. Hasan, but as quickly as lightning Mr. Hasan pushed Bu Lastri away from the foreign man.

" Come home, laper...! Do not forget to cook a lot, you want to eat a lot today" Mr. Hasan encouraged Bu Lastri to stay away from the stall. " Hurry home, I'll tell you when I get home" Hasan said very softly.

Miss Lastri looked confused. But as a good wife, Bu Lastri still obeyed the wishes of Mr. Hasan. Finally, Bu Lastri came home

" I'm sorry, my wife loves to be in people's business" Mr. Hasan returned to his stall and was as normal as possible.

The foreign men did not leave the shop of Mr. Hasan. Mr. Hasan was getting more agitated because they didn't leave his stall. Mr. Hasan's neighbors suddenly joined in the shop of Mr. Hasan.

" Coffee one pack...!" With a relaxed neighbor Mr. Hasan was sitting among the foreign man.

When Mr. Hasan was preparing the ordered coffee, accidentally spilled coffee. So nervous and confused to control the attitude of Mr. Hasan to look ordinary.

" Be careful sir...!"

Mr. Hasan's neighbor took the fried food that had been served in front of him. He casually talked to foreign men beside him. Mr. Hasan prepared a new coffee for his neighbor.

" Sir Hasan, said my wife in your house that there was a baby?"

Mr. Hasan was a little surprised by the neighbor's question.

" That's it.., that's why my son came home"

" Your son is living in Jakarta. Is it home yet?"

" No.that's..anu"

The foreign man in front of Mr. Hasan looked at Mr. Hasan with a suspicious look.

" What son is the nephew?" mr. Hasan's neighbors are increasingly targeting Mr. Hasan.

" nephew but I've considered him a son"

" ooh so...why not the lahiran in the hospital?"

" that's because there's no cost. Pregnancy is difficult, so surgery is necessary. So just as my wife was helped" Mr. Hasan tried to make up the story.

"ooh that...! ati-ati if it is found out the village midwife Bu Lastri can be reported again, hehe" neighbors ak hasan look scornful mocking Mr. Hasan.

" Be careful if you tell me, don't beat you!" Mr. Hasan threw a scrap of newspaper.

" Oh....! geez sir! hahaha" sir Hasan's neighbor laughed out loud.

One of the foreign men in front of Mr. Hasan coded his friends. They stand up.

" Well, sir, how much is that?"

" The coffee is 5, the fry is 10, so the total is all 30 thousand mas!"

The foreigner handed him a hundred thousand bills.

" Take the return sir!" The man gave Mr. Hasan a business card "contact me if you meet the woman. You'll get a big reward from my boss, if you can find that woman" the man went with his friends.

Mr. Hasan stared at the name on a business card he received.

Her name is Erik, what is Safia's relationship with her boss Erik?

" Sopo sir? (who is sir?)

Mr. Hasan immediately hid the business card he received.

" Dadi wong Iki rausah meddles wong affairs!" (so people don't interfere in people's affairs) Mr. Hasan said strictly to his neighbor.

" Ojo nesu-nesu sir, yangko gelis tuwek!" (Don't get angry sir, get old soon!) the man is getting more literate Mr. Hasan.

Mr. Hasan threw a newspaper which he had bent towards his neighbor.

" No weird shit....!" mr. Hasan pointed a bogem at his neighbor.

" yes...! yeah...!" Mr. Hasan's neighbors immediately spent the rest of his drink and took the money in his pocket. " This is sir...!" The money was placed right next to the glass.

" Yes Gusti, protect the servant's grandson!"

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PHC Hospital Surabaya

" Hello Auntie. I've been in the hospital with Hermawan PHC" Antony sighed heavily. "ok Auntie, Tony wait...!" Antony turned off his phone.

Hermawan is being examined by a doctor. Antony's waiting in the VVIP waiting room. Long wait finally lady Sanjaya with lady Veronika come. From a distance, Madam Sanjaya was very agitated.

" Ton...What happened to Hermawan?" mrs Sanjaya immediately scouted Antony.

"I'm sorry Antony Aunty, it's all Antony's fault..." Antony looked down and cried.

Mrs Sanjaya began to shed tears. " What did you do to my son, huh?!" madam Sanjaya started screaming.

" I'm sorry Auntie...!" Antony knelt down crying and begging.

" So, don't make a fuss in the hospital" Madam Vero tried to calm her brother.

" I told you, Don't hurt my son! I've given you my man, why do you still hurt my son?" madam Sanjaya's body suddenly suffocated.

" Aunty.sorry tony" Antony hugged the legs of mistress Sanjaya while crying.

Madame Sanjaya felt her body limp as boneless. Madame Veronika packed him a chair so that Madame Sanjaya could rest.

It turns out that on the other hand Madam Sanjaya tries to communicate with Antony and hands Safia his son-in-law so that Antony does not hurt Hermawan. But the deal is a deal. Madame Sanjaya's heart was broken to see Antony's body lying weakly on the hospital bed.

Only sobs remained in Hermawan's room. Hermawan was not aware. Antony's getting nervous. Regret for regret roiled his mind. Antony really feels the most evil and humiliated man in the world. He wasted such a good friend.

Antony was sitting in the corner of the room, while Sanjaya's mistress was still crying on the side of Hermawan's bed. Mrs Veronika came home to accompany Fanesa at home. Madame Sanjaya's heart was devastated to see her son's body battered. Wounds everywhere, making a mother's lips no longer able to speak.

Evening arrived, Sanjaya's mistress was still loyal beside Hermawan, as well as Antony. Antony tells Sanjaya's mistress to rest, but is ignored by Sanjaya's mistress. He wanted when his son woke up, the first person his son saw was his mother.

Slowly Hermawan's fingers moved, his eyes slightly opened but closed again. Madame Sanjaya felt Hermawan's finger movements startled.

" ton...doctor ton...! Cloud ton....!" madam Sanjaya spontaneously shouted.

Antony who had fallen asleep on the sofa waiting, immediately looking for the whereabouts of the doctor. Not long after, the doctor arrived in Hermawan's room. The doctor immediately checked on Hermawan.

" How's my son doing Doc?"

The doctor removed the stethoscope perched in his ear. For a moment he watched the clock in his hand.

" The state of the master Hermawan is better, the master of Hermawan is able to pass through his most difficult period. We are waiting for the next development. I hope Mr. Hermawan is not given any shocking news. It will worsen his condition"

" Yes doc, all right...!"

" For a while don't talk to Mr. Hermawan until his consciousness has completely recovered"

" Yes doc, okay...!"

" I'll excuse you!"

" Please doc, thank you!"

Antony approaches Hermawan, but Sanjaya's mistress pushes him away from Hermawan's bed.

" I don't want you to make my son's condition worse!"

" But aunt.....!"

" You've hurt my son enough!"

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