
The wall clock has now shown at 10 a.m. Thalia hurried away from the room to look for the whereabouts of Angga. He intended to climb the stairs towards the second floor. But apparently, Angga had first stood at the end of the stairs while looking at him.
"Why don't you rest? What about your fever, is it better?" ask Angga streak.
"I've been feeling better, my fever has also gone down." said Thalia.
"Then why are you here?" ask the astonished Angga.
"Ah, I'm looking for you. Because there's something I want to say." Thalia said stirred up to stare at Angga.
Thalia lowered her head for a moment, then took a breath and exhaled. Slowly he looked back at Angga who had stepped and stopped 4 steps above him.
"I want to thank you for helping me. Without your help, I couldn't have escaped my brother. And also, I intend to leave this Villa. Thank you for taking care of me and taking care of me. I owe you a huge debt." Thalia said, bowing her body towards Angga.
Honestly, Angga was quite surprised to hear the narration from Thalia who intended to leave. Somehow her heart instantly rejected Thalia's desire to leave her.
"Where do you want to go? There's no safe place for you other than here?" said Angga with a flat tone that made Thalia surprised. Because only this time he heard Angga speak in such a tone.
"Maybe I'm leaving town. I want to go to a village on the outskirts and rent a small contract there. And I want to open a small business." Thalia explained to Angga who was still staring at him.
"No. You're gonna stay here. I'll never let you get out of here" Angga said.
Thalia really does not understand the way of Angga's mind. He just wants to leave Angga, so they do not get problems from his brother later.
"But why?" ask the astonished Thalia.
Angga then stepped closer towards Thalia and directly hugged her tightly.
"I need you for myself." muttered Angga who made Thalia widen her eyes, as soon as she heard the mutterings from Angga that sounded ambiguous in her ears.
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Keenan was driving his car at a high speed splitting the road - the road in the city of L to a large house where he grew up. And he stopped right in front of the big house with the sound of a deafening brake, which made the whole house look out.
"Thalia!" Shouted Keenan as he entered the door of the house.
"Keenan, what the fuck are you?" vina asked angrily at the impolite attitude of her son entering the house. Screaming - scorching and slamming the door. Not to mention the sound of his car engine that makes noise in the morning.
"Where is Thalia, Mother? Quickly give Thalia back?!" Keenan said to Vina without her greeting or greeting her mother.
"What are you talking about, Ken? Wasn't Thalia with you last night? You told Mother yourself yesterday?" vina asked Keenan confused by his current situation when his stepson asked him where his sister was, because Vina knew that Thalia was staying at Keenan's house.
"lik! Mommy must know where Thalia is, right?"
"Keenan! Be polite when you talk to your mother!" Tristan jerked to his only son.
"Keenan has the right to be angry. Because Keenan knows, you two must have hidden Thalia, right?"
"How could you possibly accuse Mother and Papa like that, Ken?"
"Tell me where have you been hiding, Thalia?" asked Keenan once again with emotion.
"Lied!" Snapped Keenan while walking towards the direction of the second floor.
"Thalia! Thalia!" Call Keenan as he half-running around looking for Thalia on the second floor. And Keenan also checked every room hoping he could find Thalia in one of the guest rooms. Keenan could not find Thalia at all.
"Keenan stop! Don't yell - scream like that!" Tristan said to his son who has now returned to the first floor.
"Tell me, what exactly happened, Ken? Weren't you with Thalia last night? And now Thalia, where are you if you're looking for her like this?!" Vina asked, who was now worried about her daughter's whereabouts.
"Ken, don't tell me you did that depraved thing again to your sister so she chose to leave. Is it true that Papa said this?"
"I'm sorry" he said softly.
"Based on a brat!" Shouted Tristan then he directly beat up his son.
BUGH'S.. BUGH.
And no responsibility, Tristan beat his son to make Keenan fall on the floor.
"Stop Pa, don't hit Keenan again!" Shouted Vina when she saw her husband beat her son in addition to Keenan who completely returned every blow given by his father.
Tristan exhaled a rough breath. He immediately stopped his blow on his son "How can I not be angry, if my son is a jerk, he has ruined his own future."
"What do you mean, Pa?" ask Vina who still does not understand the situation.
"Mother, it was I who ruined Thalia's future by taking away her chastity. Not only that, I also always forced Thalia to be mine."
Hearing the confession of Keenan. Vina's shocked not playing. He shook his head. "Cannot be. Why would you do that to your sister. Though Mother trusted you so much to take care of her but why did you do such a depraved thing to your sister, huh? Why would you do that. If from the beginning Mother knew, Mother would never want to entrust Thalia to you." said Vina with a sobbing heart so sick when she heard the words from Keenan.
"That's because I really wanted Thalia to be my wife, Bund. So I-i"
Keenan had not yet finished his "Enough speech. You better go, Ken. Papa doesn't want to argue with you anymore."
Keenan stepped out of his house. Seeing Keenan's departure now Vina immediately stared intently at her husband.
"Why all this time Papa kept such an important thing a secret to me! Why, Pah? Then where is my daughter now, Pa? Where the hell's he going? My daughter must have been so scared all along?" said Vina, who was now beating - beating her husband's chest vented all her frustration.
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