Brother'S Obsession
Keenan Worry

Thalia was staring at the dark overcast sky, almost like night. Death is on his side at the moment.

"I will die now, Thalia, Mother Vina's favorite child, will die young. Hiks." said Thalia with his sobs.

His hands were holding the bridge pipe. Suddenly Thalia felt dizzy in her head.

Brucks

Thalia has not jumped yet. He had already fallen unconscious in a prone position. And then there was a passing car not far from Thalia, looking at a woman who was asleep near the bridge. The owner got out of the car because he knew the identity of the unconscious woman. And he ran towards the woman.

"Her body has a high fever." Angga muttered after checking Thalia's body temperature. Yes, the man was Angga Pratama a psychologist who had met Thalia at a party and bus stop.

Immediately, Angga immediately carried Thalia's body and placed it on the back bench of his car. He also intends to bring Thalia to his villa which is far in the mountains. And there's no way she could have taken Thalia to the hospital. Because it's possible that Thalia's half-brother will find her whereabouts.

After two hours of driving. Orchids have arrived at his village. Slowly, Angga immediately lifted Thalia's body and led her towards the guest room in his Villa.

Bik Nila who is a maid who has worked in the Pratama family for a long time, was very surprised when her young master brought a beautiful foreign girl into his villa.

"Bik Nila, can you replace this girl's shirt. His clothes were wet, and he was currently in a fever. And I'm just afraid, if the fever gets worse" Angga told the middle-aged woman who followed him from behind.

"All right, young master. And it was better for the young master to change into the clothes of the soaked young Master as well. I'm afraid, the young master will come along - follow the fever as well." said Bik Nila.

Listen to Bik Nila's words. Orgga immediately came out of the room occupied by Thalia towards her room.

"Hopefully Brother can completely remove our tracks." murmured Angga while taking off his clothes.

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"AARRRGHH....! YOU IDIOT!!" Shouted Keenan loudly - loudly.

Keenan grabbed the diamond ring that was on the floor. He crumpled the thing and growled furiously at this very moment.

"You can drive me crazy, Thalia! Why are you stupid, Thalia!" Shouted Keenan in great anger.

His steps now take him down to the floor, one, Keenan stares around and Thalia turns out to be right out of her house.

The door of the house was wide open. Keenan then dropped the ring he had in his hand. He then walked towards the door and stared at the raining rain that was falling.

"Thalia, how much you hate me. Never will I ever balance my love for you."

Keenan ran out from the porch of his house, staring at the very quiet streets where everything looked foggy.

And he saw a pair of shoes belonging to Thalia quickly Keenan ran through the swift rain.

Panicked, scared and maddened by Thalia's current state, her half-sister must be in pain, cold.

Keenan rubbed his entire face that was completely wet because of the torrential rain.

After running to find Thalia, Keenan now sits on the asphalt. He felt lost, but also felt inferior because of what he had done to Thalia. Yes, Keenan felt guilty for treating Thalia so badly and he regretted it. Tears flowed from behind the palm that covered her face.

"Thalia where are you? Don't go, honey. Don't leave me!" Shouted Keenan frustrated.

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The sunlight entered through the curtain gap, and directly hit the eyelids of the woman who was still wrapped in her dreams. Feeling disturbed he slowly opened his eyelids and immediately circulated his gaze around.

"Where is this?" muttered Thalia who was confused to see the nuances of the room that felt foreign to her.

Chequek.

The sound of the door opening. Featuring a middle-aged woman carrying a tray containing a bowl of porridge and a glass of warm milk. Looking at Thalia who was sitting on the bed, the middle-aged woman immediately put the tray on the nightstand beside the bed.

"Miss Thalia is awake. Miss's head still hurts. Miss fainted last night due to a fairly high fever.But it seems to have dropped a little" said the middle-aged woman. While sticking the back of her hand on her forehead, Thalia.

"I'm fine - fine. Thanks, too, for worrying about me. If you could know whose aunt is it? And right now, where am I?" ask Thalia curiously.

"Ah, yes. You must not remember. At the moment Miss is in the villa owned by Young Master Angga, and the young Master who brought Miss here when she passed out last night. And also introduce, my name is Nila, you can call me Bik Nila just like Young Master Angga did. I am the manager of this villa." explained Bik Nila smiling sincerely towards Thalia.

Hearing the explanation from Bik Nila, instantly the memory of last night revolved in his brain. Thalia recalled the moment she left her stepbrother's house and was about to commit suicide and she ended up unconscious.Perhaps, God still loves her, so now she is here.

"Where is Angga now? And if I may know, what does Bik Nila mean by Angga Pratama?" thalia asked to make sure that if the man who had saved her was someone she had known.

"Yes, Miss. He's Young Lord Pratama. But it seems like the young master has not woken up yet. Because after bringing Miss yesterday, the young master did not immediately rest. Because he had to take care of the files belonging to his patients and the young master just slept at 5 am this morning" said Bik Nila.

"Ah, so. Alright. Then I will wait for him to wake up." murmured Thalia.

"Miss, this is the porridge I've prepared. Please eat yes. Because I want to continue my work." said Bik Nila as he left Thalia's room.

"It doesn't feel so bad." Thalia murmured as she fed a spoonful of porridge into her mouth and finally continued to feed the porridge until it ran out.

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