
Next morning...
Surabaya, 05.00 a.m
Darren groaned with annoyance as he woke up from his sleep hearing the sound of a doorbell that rang aloud and streaked like an alarm.
"Damn it! Which ghost is visiting so early in the morning, aaargh!"
Darren shouted while throwing a blanket covering his body.
Then he upsetly got out of bed, put on his beloved Winnie the Pooh slipper and exited the room in Shirtless condition.
Darren again cursed when he heard the bell roaring back. Without a second thought, he took off his slipper and grasped it tightly.
"Truly find dead Loe ya!!"
Darren unlocks the door hard and nearly throws his sandal at the suspect.
But immediately Darren's hand hung in the air after seeing the appearance of the uninvited guest.
"Sorry, Father who??"
"That jerky!!!! I am your father!!! How dare you hit your Papa!!"
The plot! Rheimon grabs the slipper in Darren's hand and hits him on the head until Darren groans in pain.
"Nor Pa, Sorry buddy, Darren's just kidding me!!"
Darren said as he rubbed his head that was hit by a slipper from his own father.
"You're getting older instead of growing up and more Ren's behavior!!"
Rheimon said, shaking his head in wonder.
"Papa's Section, tick the bell already like the police want to grebek the bookies"
"Well, you won't open the door"
"So papa also why come to Indonesia does not ngabarin Darren, can Darren pick up..."
"Inadvertently, because Papa didn't tell your Mama"
"Lho... So you don't know Papa's here?"
"No... Hehe's most berserk later"
"Awas ya Pah, Darren can not nolongin if Papa in smackdown same Mama"
"Hahaha, take it easy, before Mama you do that, Papa smackdown first. Okay well? Mama's in the room, right??"
"Hmmn..."
Darren is only be 'hmn' ria because his brain has been traveling to hear his Papa's words.
"Good... If so you settle Papa's suitcase, Papa wants to nyamperin Mama in the room... Okay Son?"
Rheimon said as he passed by leaving his son who was about to protest. Making Darren take a deep breath and throw it away violently.
"Emang I'm the driver in the suitcase... Papa is very bad with his son"
Darren grumbled.
Darren stepped into the car to drag the suitcase locked in the trunk and bring it into the house.
"Sweety...."
Rheimon whispered that sweet sentence to his beloved wife who was asleep. The man smiled and landed a kiss on Karina's cheek to make the woman complain with her eyes closed.
Karina's vegetables opened her eyes, and how shocked she was when she saw her husband's dashing figure now smiling widely beside her body.
"Hi ..."
"Papa???"
"Yup... I came early because you didn't want to finish our discussion yesterday on the phone"
"What the..."
"Don't curse baby, it's still morning"
Rheimon hugged his wife possessively.
"Did Darren open the door?"
"Well, and he almost hit me with sandals, you brat"
"Hmm, you're gonna have to hit baby"
"It's bad...."
Rheimon whined like a baby, making Karina instantly giggle.
"So... Can we go see my princess?"
"Now??"
"Yes, Sweetie don't waste any more time. I can't wait to see him, to hug him... My poor daughter...."
"Then let's just tell you"
"It's not that easy, honey... We have to find the root cause of how our Princess can be nurtured by Fauzi, Adhitama's men, your Papa's friends"
Karina sighed, then continued,
"Darren doesn't know yet, I'm still afraid to tell him because He really doesn't remember anything in the past. We'll tell both of our children once we've managed to get information from Mr. Adhitama"
Rheimon immediately glumly heard Karina's words. He had been separated for a long time with his daughter, but even to tell Azizah the truth was difficult??
"Patience... Everyone has an explanation. And we're gonna find her together, honey..."
"Yes, you're right sweetie, we need to find out the reason behind my Princessa's entry into the Djaja family. I'm going to ask my people here to help find information, and we're going to have to go see Mr. Adhitama"
"I agree..."
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Meanwhile, at Aunt Ani's house..
Azizah could barely sleep all night. He was still thinking about Tamara's arrival yesterday. Azizah thought after going far away she could really start a new life and escape from her past.
But what happened was the opposite.
The two people who once even always wanted to get rid of him instead continuously appeared like terror.
Azizah must act. He does not want to involve many people in his personal problems. He and Axel are officially divorced. So actually, even though Axel has no right to interfere with his life.
Azizah then got up, grabbed her dress on the nightstand, and she contacted Nayla...
Clik. Missed call lapse a few seconds.
"Assynogaic"
"Waalaikumsalam, yes mba?"
The sound of Nayla still rattling the flood made Azizah smile.
"I'm sorry, I'm bothering ya Nay"
"It's okay mba, itung-itung bantainin I woke up... Hehe by the way what's wrong mba?"
"Gini Nay, can you come to the house? I'd like to ask you a favor"
"Can mba... Ask me what's mba for?"
"Later tell me you're here"
"Oh. Okay, I took a shower but..."
"okay... I'm waiting for ya..."
"Okay... Yea... Assalamualaikum"
"Goddessalam..."
The call ended. Azizah wants to ask Nayla to meet with Axel. She really wanted to end things with her ex-husband.
Azizah also, with pounding call Axel's phone number who some time ago had contacted him before he was admitted to the Hospital.
Clik... As quickly as lightning the call was answered.
"Ha... Hello Azizah??"
Axel's voice sounded nervous from across the phone.
"Yes, it's me... Can we meet?"
"Aps... Whahuh? Meet you?"
Axel's question was still stuttering, his voice sounding even more excited.
"Yes, this afternoon at the Keong Poison Mall, at 11"
"Do you really want to see me?"
Axel asked still could not believe his hearing.
"Yes, come on time"
"Surely I'll be on time"
"thank you. Assalamualaikum"
Azizah immediately turned off her call unilaterally. Actually, he really did not want to deal with Axel anymore. But seeing the number of events lately, especially the quarrel between Tamara and Karina made Azizah feel guilty. He did not want people who had nothing to do with his problems with Axel to get involved and trouble them all.
So, he decided to finish it himself. Everything was.
Seriate
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