Don'T Change My Destiny
15. Chapter 15: HAPPY BRITHDAY NAYSILLA
"Naysilla Handoko is a 25-year-old doctor and CEO of the Handoko group. The first daughter of Mr. Wendy Handoko and mother Prita Monika Putri who divorced 21 years ago, has one sister who works as a nurse or nurse at the cancer home. The former only son of the Laksmana family is Bayu Laksmana. Wife of Raditya Mahendera,."
Wait, why does he know everything about me. Have we ever been?
I quickly turned my body to the man but now he was following me around.
I don't know the face he's standing on my back if he's sitting right now in instead standing his distance with me only a few inches.
"Kenap—"
"Likes pink, yellow, and sea blue.
Dark phobias, very fond of seafood food, can not cook rice and noodles, same allergies crab, heavy animators animation Doraemon and hello kitty."
Why, why does he know everything about me. Did Dad tell her?
But if it's true I won't tell Dad about this.
"Who do you know about me?" I coughed, but he even took a shot at his shoulder.
"First as a child aspired to be a model but because he saw his friends become doctors so switch to follow his friends.
Having a mole on the chest is more precisely on the left breast and has a birthmark on the waist. Me—,"
"Dad!!! Father's guest was a freak." I shouted out loudly and then ran towards the room. That guy is really weird he knows everything about me even to my body parts.
There was a strange man laughing but I kept running. I'm sorry I came home here.
Today is the most annoying day for me. Back at Cancer House I was reunited with the madman again and now I meet a strange person who knows everything about me up to my body part as well. Fucking Weird.
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Dorrr.....
"HAPPY BRITHDAY NAYSILLA,"
"You guys.." I'm confused to say I'm so happy. I didn't celebrate my own birthday but my family did.
"Good birthday granddaughter of grandmother. May you be a better person again yes," Grandma hugged me alternately with Father and their grandfather said prayers that made me unconsciously shed tears.
"Happy birthday, boss. Don't be so angry yah ntar cepet old and kaih blessing to me same Ara ya buu." Fauzan raised his eyebrows a nosy grin that made me not hesitate to directly menoyornya.
"You are. My sister's name is Tiara not Ara," Fauzan just chuckled.
"Dear call mom." I just rolled my eyeballs lazily.
"Sister? A tiara? Mean y'all?" let me and Fauzan look at each other and shut up.
"Nay, is there something you're hiding?"
It's free for me to explain to Dad that I don't believe that Tiara's father's son too. I want to feel like I'm answering Dad's question that way but I don't want this happy show to be tense.
"Not so Yahh.. Nay same Fauzan just kidding," Fauzan nodded quickly but finished this I will call Mother and Tiara.
"Yaudah now you blow out the candles first" Grandma brought the birthday cake with the candle already lit.
I nodded and closed my eyes to pray. To Allah.
'God, at the age of 26, I wish happiness would always flow through my life. Solve the problems that surround my family and O God if Daddy and Mommy are still paired one will return, I just want to have a complete parent and for Mas Ra—'
Cup....
I stopped the prayer when one kiss landed on my lips and was able to make my legs limp. I immediately opened my eyes.
"Ma-s...?"
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