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"America! What makes Layla like this, son?" Ali asked with a firm voice.

Amer looked at Layla and Noer's faces in turn, it felt like I was too heavy to say in front of Layla and mama.

Ali can read into the doubt from Amer's face to explain to him what happened to Layla.

"Morum." Ali let out his breath violently.

Ali got up from her seat, "Follow papa for a second, son!" It was Ali who chose to talk to Amer outside Layla's ward.

"Where are you going?" Noer asked with probing eyes.

"Just look for the wind outside!" Ali replied with a hand that now touched the door hendle.

"Well, I'll take Layla!" Amer told Noer before he disappeared behind the door.

"Without you telling me, Mama will definitely take care of Layla!" Noer said by rolling his eyeballs lazily.

The woman who is no longer young at her age sits on the edge of Layla's nursing bed.

"Do you want to eat something, Layla?" Noer asked with his shady eyes and soft voice.

Layla shook her head, "No aunt, I don't want anything to eat." Layla.

"What do you feel now, Layla?" Noer clasped Layla's weak fingers.

"I don't feel like I have a bone, tan. My head feels dizzy."

"That brat didn't do anything to you, Layla?" Noer stared intently at the door.

Layla frowned, "I mean auntie, who's a bad boy?"

"Who else would it be, Amer... Did that kid hurt you?" Noer's gaze probed on Layla's delicate eyeballs.

Layla smiled her smile, looking dimples to accompany her cheeks.

"Mr Amer was very kind to me, aunt. Always there when I need it."

"really so? As far as the aunt was concerned the child was very cold to every woman. He was always indifferent, except towards the Frogs." Noer.

"His daughter is Asih, aunt?" Layla asked with a smile that vanished from her lips, surely Aunt Noer really likes Puput, the girl looks smart and beautiful, if I don't guess for sure Puput loves Mr. Amer.

Noer got up from the edge of Layla's bed, his hand outstretched to pick up the apples on the nightstand and peel the skin with a knife.

Cut a small cut of the apple and put it on a small plate that is already available on the nightstand.

Noer arranged Layla's headboard position and let the woman sit leaning back, putting a plate with an apple cut on Layla's lap.

"Didn't my aunt want Puput to be Mr. Amer's wife?" Layla asked with an apple in her mouth.

Noer sits himself on the sofa near Layla's nursery bed, "Kalo aunt, quite frankly you are Layla, aunty does not like the behavior of Puput."

"Is there anything wrong with the tan, with the behavior of the Escapees?" Ask Layla.

"The aunt's shop doesn't like it, you've eaten it's fruit, spent. Let your body recover." Noer distracts Layla.

Layla just nodded her head obediently. While Noer watched with adhesiveness Layla's beautiful face even though she currently looked pale.

"May aunt ask you, Layla!" Noer gave Layla a bottle of mineral water.

"Ask what, auntie?" Layla drinks her drink using a straw and puts it next to her.

"What's your job, Layla? How about your parents? Do they know what you are doing now? Auntie would also like to know more about your family, Layla!" Cecar Noer by giving Layla some questions like someone who is investigating a case.

While outside Layla's nursery, not far from Layla's outpatient room door, Ali and Amer were talking seriously, the look on Ali's face sometimes stiffened when he heard what Amer told him about the cause of Layla until he had to be treated again.

Ali patted Amer's shoulder which seemed confused to take a stance like mana if indeed bi Asih did not admit what he had done to Layla.

Puk.

"If I were in your position, this papa of yours wouldn't let someone hurt your mama any further." The light of Ali who then left Amer in silence by leaning on the wall of the hospital.

"Do I need to fire bi Asih, pah?" Tanya Amer asked her father Ali for an opinion.

Ali stopped her footsteps and turned her back and her two eyes looked at her son with a sharp look.

"You know the answer, Amer!" Ali stepped past the bodyguard who had been waiting in front of Layla's nursery.

Amer shook his head, "Don't give me a solution, papa drives me crazy without giving an answer that makes my ears satisfied to listen to him!" Grouser Amer.

Chequek.

"What are you talking about?" Ali asked the two women of different ages to joke..

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