After Married
A COMPLICATED RELATIONSHIP

Twenty minutes later, Dr. Richard arrived at Zein's residence. His car immediately he parked in front of the house, then put his feet into the mansion.

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The door of the main house opened, he was greeted by Mang Dede who looked panicked there.

"Please go to the doctor."

"Thank you."

Then the two men of different generations immediately stepped into Zein's room that had been open a while ago.

He saw the exact same face of his best friend who had died a few years ago. He looked deeply at the face of his friend.

"Who is it sir?"

"Master Dawn."

"Don't lie to me, I know he's Zein."

Mang Dede pounded, he could not lie to the doctor in front of him, let alone the track of Zein's health record he knew it all.

"I'm sorry doctor, maybe he is Mr. Zein."

"Yes let me check first."

He deftly took some medical equipment and began to examine Zein.

He turned to Mang Dede, "Can I take Zein to the hospital?"

"If that's the best thing, then do the doctor!"

He nodded and immediately called an ambulance. While waiting for the arrival of the ambulance, Mang Dede began to be interrogated by him.

I don't want him to say everything. Starting from their first meeting in the traditional market until finally he convinced himself to kidnap him.

"Jeez Mang, why is it like this? I did want to look for the whereabouts of Zein who had disappeared but this is not the way."

"Then do they know you kidnapped her from them?"

Mang Dede nodded.

"I'm sure they don't know, from their clothes they don't seem to come from there, maybe they're from the other side of the island."

"I'd better check Zein's whole condition in the hospital."

Mang Dede nodded.

"I'm afraid they haven't taken care of Zein very well for a few years now, it's likely that he's a brain gag or that he's lost his memory."

"I beg you doc, don't tell this to Mr. Fadhil and his family. All yesterday's events at Mr. Fajar's own request."

"You can call him Zein, don't use the name Dawn if you want his memory back."

"Good doctor."

Some time later, the ambulance arrived. Zein was immediately taken in there and the ambulance immediately drove to the hospital.

Mang Dede one car with doctor Richard tailed behind the ambulance. Their car soon sped through the streets of the capital that night.

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...Nisa's Residence...

The atmosphere had become silent since the incident earlier this afternoon. Now the big family is eating dinner in silence without a sound. They are immersed in their own thoughts. No one had dared to open their voices since the incident earlier this afternoon.

Until Zi broke the silence between them.

"Sir, grandfather, did this grandpa and grandma all go home?"

"Dearly, grandma and grandpa have a job in the village that can not be left for long" said Nisa's father.

Zi's originally happy face had now turned into a mellow. Fadhil started stroking his son's hair.

"really?"

"Yes, dear Daddy promised."

"Thank you Daddy."

"Everything dear."

Somehow the little heart of Mother Fadhil still cannot accept the presence of Zi, let alone look once their son is very fond of Zi who is a child.

While Nisa's mother and father are a little uncomfortable with their besan views on their grandchildren.

But when Nisa's mother wanted to talk, her husband prevented her from adding to the night's murky atmosphere.

Finally he chose to silence, then they immediately continued the dinner that had been delayed even though the situation was increasingly uncomfortable.

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...Tn's Residence. Charless...

"Dad, thank you for giving me a place to return" Zivanna said as she looked at her father.

"Until any time, your arrival will still accept me, you stupid son of a bitch, all six will leave your father alone."

Zivanna's tears escaped her two beautiful eyes. For some reason, ahir-ahir this is more mellow than him who a few years ago abstained from crying.

Now his heart has changed, a little he is easily touched. Perhaps life lessons over six years of independent living abroad have made him an adult.

Zivanna was accustomed to living independently outside, but in her teenage years she mingled, so that cunning and ambitious thoughts dominated her at that time. Unlike today, he was far more different than back then.

Mr. Charless, who saw his daughter crying, tried to comfort her.

"Ma-maf dad," he said trembling as he wiped his tears.

"Have, don't cry anymore, I don't want to see you cry like that."

Zivanna nodded. Then they continued the dinner. Sometimes he still invited his daughter to talk, to find out how his plan when he returned to Indonesia.

After the dinner drama was over, they returned to their respective rooms. Zivanna was seen coming into her room.

He was grateful until this moment, the design of his room remained the same as when he last left. Now he began to step in and try to sit on his bed.

His eyes closed, as if he wanted to enjoy the memories of the past that he could not forget. For some reason, there was a handsome man that he missed.

"How's it going? Does he still work at my father's company?"

Zivanna shook her head.

"No, no, no, I don't want to tease her back."

"Maybe he was happy with his partner at the time."

"Hi hi hi hi, how can I disturb prospective people at that time?"

Zivanna did not stop thinking about her behavior a few years ago, until she finally made the wrath of her father. So inevitably he had to re-isolate himself abroad.

Without realizing it, slowly drowsiness attacked him, now he fell asleep and increasingly entered into his dreamland.

"Have a nice dream Zivanna" said the father, who realized his daughter was asleep.

Not wanting to disturb him, he immediately closed the door to his daughter's room and hurried away. He also immediately went to his study.

There are still some work that he has to finish tonight, so inevitably he has to be overtime.

Since the departure of Zivanna and Zein, Mr. Charless has spent much of his time working. For him by doing that, time would pass faster. But he also forgot his age.

Prohibition from doctors to rest more often he ignored. An assistant also can not stop the crazy nature of his work.

If it is advised to always refute with one sentence, "Let me work to the limit of my time, at least if my daughter returns, she does not have to bother. It just continues what I've built."

If so, he can only wait and accompany him to work.