TRAPPED IN THE TWINS' GAME

Episode 100's

INTRODUCTIONS

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Dave still hugged Feya's unconscious lunglai body, the fragrance of the fusion of vanilla and lily made Dave's heartbeat flutter erratically. The figure of the woman who had rejected him last night just looked as chaotic as her, slumped helplessly.

　

"Darling Papa...Why nak ?" Mr. Maladi walked out of his study after hearing a noise not far from in front of his room. "Please, please take my son inside !" Feya was already in Dave's arms. As soon as Dave walked in the footsteps of his father Feya, entered the President's office to the front of a door in the corner of the room, connecting the door with other rooms. Mr. Maladi opened the door, "please put Feya there !" Show this master on a big bed with blue sheets covered.

　

Ehhhhhhhhh.....Feya ? 

Must have heard wrong  !

Dave laid Feya's cold body on the bed, Feya was so pale.

　

"Son, honey.open your eyes. Why are you ?" The old body of the Papa sat on the edge of the bed while holding Feya's pale face. "Darling, don't make Papa anxious !" Mr. Maladi kept on asking Feya to speak.

　

"The body is cold ". Said Mr. Maladi while looking at Dave.

　

"Can you call the doctor ? It would be best if Leya were to be checked out immediately !" Mr. Maladi agreed.

　

"Please take care of Feya for a moment !" Dave felt that he had again misheard the name Leya. Don't want to take a headache, for Feya's safety. Dave immediately agreed to the request of the anxious old man.

　

What's going on ? Dave held Feya's cold hand. Rubbing Feya's palms, Dave looked at the pale face that did not open his eyes.

　

I want to hug you, I miss you. Even though you have rejected me but I cannot lie, I love you. Love is with you, Le.

　

"The doctor will be here soon ". Mr. Maladi went back into the break room in his study when Dave was still craving Feya's fingers.

　

Dave stood up, "sorry sir, I was just trying to keep his hands warm ". Dave doesn't want any misunderstandings.

　

"You're Mr Dave, aren't you ?" Ask Mr. Maladi to sit in place of Dave's sitting position on the edge of the bed.

　

Dave nodded and extended his hand. "Include sir, I'm Dave Indra Barata ". Dave said politely as he continued to shake firmly the hand of the old man who seemed to be unable to eliminate his worries in his daughter who was still unconscious as well.

　

"Luckily there you are, the receptionist said you came at the right time. Otherwise somehow Feya's fate ". Mr. Maladi took a strong breath.

　

How about Feya again ?

　

"What's wrong with her, but Feya isn't a weak girl. But why did he pass out today ? Look at his face !" Appoint lord Maladi on Feya's face. "Feya is very pale ". Mr. Maladi held and stroked Feya's cheeks that were too white to not bleed.

　

"Sama-sama sir. Thank goodness I was able to catch Leya quickly earlier ". Dave was still staring at Feya.

　

"Don't call me sir.Call me sir !" Mr. Maladi's error when he heard Dave calling him.

　

"Then you just call my name, don't use your frills !"

　

"Where can you be, you are the figure of a successful property king from a neighboring country. I can underestimate you like that ". Reject Papa. "Sir, I call you Father ".

　

　

"How long will the doctor be there ?" Dave asked as he watched the watch that was coiled around his right wrist.

　

"In a moment, hopefully soon ". Mr. Maladi tried rubbing Feya's hand. Repeating what Dave did earlier, hoping it could help his daughter.

　

"Feya why are you ?" Guman mister Maladi to Feya who just closed his eyes. "If you are sick, you are forced to work as well. Since when did Feya become stubborn anyway ?"

　

Dave melogo, in his heart was busy calculating how many words Feya was mentioned by the Maladi master just now. It was Feya.

　

"Sorry Mr ". Mr. Maladi looked at Dave. "Father called Leya's name Kok Feya huh ? Did I hear wrong ?" Dave was very curious.

　

"So you've met Leya, but haven't met Feya ? You should have called Feya Leya ". Without looking into Dave's eyes, Mr. Maladi asked Dave a new question.

　

"How do you mean sir ? I don't understand ?" Dave pulled the chair at the end of the bed closer to Mr. Maladi.

　

"I have twins ". Answer mr. Maladi. Dave raised his eyeballs, revealing a very surprised expression.

　

"My oldest son Leya and my guess is, you've met him ". Dave still couldn't shake his shock

　

"And this is Feya, Leya's twin. Feya was only 2 minutes apart from her brother. They're identical twins ". Dave could only shake his head. "And I guess again, this is the first time you've met Feya ?"

　

"They're very, very similar, no different at all ". Dave was finally able to speak as well.

Face, hair, skin color, height, body shape, weight. Yes, I was carrying Leya at that time, their weight was exactly the same, so the perfume was the same. Nothing different, not one bit. Is that what they call identical twins ?

　

"Wait until Feya wakes up, you'll know what their differences are !" Mr. Maladi answered while continuing to rub the cold hands of his daughter.

　

"Master, the doctor came ". Company secretary Maliky Group walks in with a middle-aged woman in a white suit, typical of a doctor.

　

"Please doc..!" Also, Feya's Papa allows female doctors to immediately check the condition of Feya. While Dave, he chose to immediately get out of the room and sit with Tomo on the soft sofa in front of the desk of Mr. Maladi.

　

"How about sir ?" Tomo noticed there was confusion in Dave's eyes.

　

"They're twins ". And now Tomo is confused.

　

"Is Miss Leya not conscious yet ?" Tomo deliberately mentioned the name Leya with the intention that the master understood the meaning of the question just now.

　

"He Feya is not Leya ". Dave's answer that was just a piece of it even made Tomo even more confused.

　

"All right, I'll excuse you. Sir please make sure all my instructions were carried out as well as possible yes !" The female doctor who had just examined Feya sat respectfully in front of the connecting door between the study and the rest room. Not long after, the friendly doctor was already lost behind the main door of the study.