
"Dare you mess with.ku!" Mumbles Cold piola. His eyes were reddening with intense anger.
"YAHOO..!" His shouting. "JUSTIN!!!" The sound of screeching flower vase shards followed her scream as she threw it on the floor.
Piola felt his head as if it was boiling and his face was emitting great fury. "Dam!!!" His voice was cold and both corners of his eyes were bright. "I'll make you kneel to me!!" Gnashing his teeth was accompanied by teardrops flowing down both of his cheeks.
At that time Piola looked very chaotic. His face and hair are tangled. Very much different from her image as the beautiful Princess Director of RS like a model.
***
"PIERACLE?" Call the surprised Rehan doctor upon entering Piola's room.
Piola just stood up with a straight look. Her tears grew when she remembered Zain's reply after all he had done for years waiting for her.
"What's going on? Who made you like this?" Ask doctor Rehan tidying his hair his favorite daughter.
"Hiks. Hixes. " Sobbing. "I don't accept Pa! Hix.. I don't accept being treated like this!" Lean in the arms of his Papa.
Hearing his son's words. It's easy for Rehan's doctor to guess who made Piola that way. Now not only Piola felt anger but also Rehan's doctor.
Doctor Rehan brought Piola to sit on the sofa and calmed him down. Slowly rubbing her flowing tears.
"Piola! You don't have to cry just for a guy like Zain! Papa will make sure he pays for all this!" Said cold.
"Truly Pah? Hicks!" He looked at both of his eyes and Rehan's doctor nodded reassuringly to his son.
"Suster?" Call doctor Rehan.
"Yes Doc!" Reply to one of the nurses.
"Please tell CS to clean this up, and help prepare another room!" His order.
"Good Doc!"
At that time Piola was moved to another VIP room. He is suffering from gastritis and must be treated for several days to ensure his recovery.
Basically Piola only asked for attention to Zain, the man he craved. But even in pain Zain ignored him, making his heart feel like it was pierced.
Although Piola was the son of the Director of the Hospital, she was beautiful and was born from the upper class and always got everything she wanted easily. Not that his life is lived as perfectly as it seems.
For example, affection.losing the figure of a mother since she was a child, makes her a little spoiled and seem selfish. He's always looking for more attention including Zain. He just wants to be with the people he loves.
***HOME OF THE SITE***
That night, after meeting Naira. Zain accidentally returns to his parents' house. She knew very well that currently running away to the apartment was not a good attitude.
Sooner or later, her father will know what her treatment of Piola will be like at that time.
***
"STOP!" Shouted Mr. Bimo making Zain stop his steps as he passed through the living room.
"Papa?"
"FLAMES YOU. HOW DARE YOU GO AGAINST PAPA ZAIN'S ORDERS!!!" Covered with a sharp look.
"Flame..."
"PLAKKS!" A hard slap landed on his cheek.
........................
Zain felt his ears buzzing for a moment. Then look at her father with sadness.
"PAPA??" Her mother ran to hug her son. Zain stood up with his eyes reddened.
"Papa? Papa can't slap Zain! He's our son Pa! Mama Zain panicked.
"MAMA! Mama doesn't have to defend a brash kid like him! pointing at Zain's face. "If only Papa knew he would grow up like this, papa would send him to LA along with Yoga a long time ago!" He said with a vibrating tone.
***
Zain sat in his room. For the first time he got a slap from his papa just because of Piola. Even back when he decided to stay in the apartment because he did not want to be constantly forced to take over MH Hotel, his father was not that angry.
"Tock. Geck."
The sound of knocking from the door blew away his daydream. Zain stared at the door and saw his mother carrying a tray of compresses and food.
"Ah. Duh. Accused.. Slow down Ma!" He said as the compress landed on the corner of his bruised lip.
"What are you, Za? Papa told you to go see Piola and meet another girl!" Reply mother.
"Joy told mom. Mama called him!"
"Joy kamprett's... Can't keep a secret!" His inner.
"You don't have to be ashamed of your mother!" Mama's law.
"Who is ashamed?" The reply quickly picked up the snack avoiding eye contact. Make her mother smile.
"So you don't want to know your mom? Goda.
"What's mom?" Blushed for a moment remembering Naira.
"Are you sure you don't want to know your mom?" Back teasing.
Zain looked at his mother closely. "Ma, if Zain chose a girl who is simple and has privileges? Mama will accept?
Frowning "You mean?"
"M..." Suddenly nervous. "Mh... The girl that Zain liked, the simple girl Ma. She was not good at excessive ornate but her aura exceeded that of a girl in general. And...."
"Em, continues?" Ask her mother a little curious about the continuation of Zain's story.
"A few years ago he had an accident that made his vision impaired." Sluggishly.
"You mean disturbed?"
"Yes Ma. But not completely ma, he could still see a flashy glint of color." His reply.
"Zp. Mama never taught you to judge someone or discriminate physically. Including the couple you chose!" Clearly smiling.
"Mama is the best!" Grasping her mother's hand.
"Oh yeah. You said he could still see a flash of striking color. That means he can still heal?"
"She had to have corneal donor surgery ma. To date, nothing has fit!" The reply was again remembered by the words of Mr. Yayat when he first met.
A couple of weeks ago...
"Mh, it's because he's been in an accident."
"Accident?"
"Yes, 2 years ago on the way to campus, non Naira had a car accident until she lost her eyesight."
"How do you want to go to college, sir?"
"Forced to stop. Later after being able to donor a suitable cornea and can see again, will definitely continue to college!" Obviously mr. Yayat.
"Corne donor?" Ask.
"Sorry, I still have a job." The service left Zain still curious.
More or less that was their conversation when Zain first met Piola at the restaurant.
***RS GEMS***
"Hello! I need help. Find out today where Zain is and who the girl is!" Piola said as he called someone and quickly disconnected his call.
"We'll see, until when do you sell expensive??" His murmur was waiting for a sly smile.
Piola lay back while waiting for the information from his man. For the next 3 days he had to rest his body in the white room. But not with his brain constantly looking for sense.
At that moment Piola felt sick of being weak. He should have acted harder to get Zain. More than the information he gets, if Zain has a target.
Of course Piola did not want to let a woman he did not know of his origin take his place for granted. If he alone who for many years could not get Zain, then the others were more unworthy.
Piola continued to emit a sly smile, his domineering aura pressing down on the white-tinted room.
***HOME OF THE SITE***
"Mama do'a is the best for you! But mama's asking for help well, you have to see Piola tomorrow and apologize!"
"Good Ma!" Reviewing the smile showed a neat front row of teeth, along with the rounded dimples of his cheeks. A very sweet smile.
"Yes, my mom lives!"
After his mother came out, Zain spread his body to look up at the sky. Come to think of it, his attitude this time was a little exaggerated and right his mother said that he owed him an apology.
Seriate....