
Prohibition was an order for Margaret. Dion told him on one condition, which was not to ask the truth to the perpetrator. His name is also Margaret.
^^^'Sorry, Re, Aunt is out of town, '^^^
^^'Chandra at home, it seems like her mood is bad. The housekeeper just told me that this afternoon they were all told to leave, '^^^
Reply to a message from Rosa that she had just read. It is fitting that this house looks deserted from the outside, inner Margaret.
tock.tok..
Margaret knocked at the big door in front of her. He had already tried for the second time, but there was no answer from inside. It is like an empty house.
Again he tried to knock on the door a little louder than before. The bell also constantly presses.
He hoped that someone in there would be upset and open the door immediately. He also hoped that someone who would emerge from behind that door would show his anger. So that Margaret could easily rebuke him for what he had done to Juan.
nah!
Margaret prepared her sentence as the sound of unlocking sounded. He clenched his hand with an almost fused eyebrow.
"What's wrong?"
All the dialogue he had prepared disappeared. His mouth seemed to be tightly closed. His forehead is back. His little fist also began to melt.
Instantly he forgot his true purpose he came to the Nugraha residence, after seeing Chandra's face.
Not as expected. Chandra opened the door with a flat face, even after trying to upset her. He also lowered his voice.
And what made him weak were some injuries to his body and face.
"What's wrong with you?" shirih Margareth.
Chandra grinning.
"What cares about you? just care about your boy friend!" he said he was going to close the door again.
"You have to treat it." said Margaret.
"Let me in, I'll take care of you,"
Chandra just stared at him through the door slit, nor did he give any response. After a while, he took off his grip on the door and turned around.
Feeling that he had been given permission, Margaret went in and followed him to the room. Since he had done this before, he went straight to where the P3K box was hanging. Unfortunately, that thing is not in its place. Margaret tried to find it, but it was free.
"Where's the medicine box?" ask him about Chandra.
"I throw it away, I don't need it" he replied coldly after laying down his body on the sofa.
"So you didn't need it? with a big brother like this?!" Margaret resolute.
Chandra returned to play his phone and did not care about Margaret's chat.
Margaret went back to tidying up the contents of the drawer she had ruffled, then walked out of the room. "I'll go for a while to buy it" he said, then darted away.
"That kid is driving me crazy!" murmured Chandra while rubbing her face riled. He rose from his fall and caught up with Margaret who had just come out.
Margaret was still on the stairs. With a little running Chandra chased after him, then grabbed his arm. "I told you not to care about me!" emphatically.
Margaret turned and threw Chandra's hand. "That's my right," answered Margaret briefly and continued.
"You didn't come for this, did you?"
On target. The sentence made Margaret stop her steps and freeze.
"I had a chance to see an expression filled with grudge as I opened the door,"
"You don't have to change your direction,"