Fake Foot Girl
GKP 6'S

Meanwhile I'm somewhere else.

A handsome man was sitting pensively in his favorite chair while propping up his chin. He stared blankly at the wall and his face looked so anxious.

Even the man was unconscious when a butler knocked on the door of his study. Because the employer did not also touch the beat, the butler took the initiative to go in and meet the employer.

"Mr Gail, forgive me for entering without your permission. Your car that was scuffed some time ago has been repaired and now you can check it down below" said the butler who managed to disperse the reverie.

The man gasped in shock then focused on the middle-aged man. "All right then. I'll come downstairs to check it out" he said.

"Good, Sir."

The 30-year-old, named Abigail Sebastian, immediately rose from his position. He then walked to the front yard, where his favorite car was. While the butler followed his master from behind.

Upon arrival on the front page, Gail immediately approached her favorite car and watched it carefully. The car looked as smooth as new. There were no abrasions or scratches due to the accident that occurred at that time.

"How do you think it will go, sir? Is there something to be fixed?" asked the middle-aged man who was now standing to the left of his body.

Abigail shook her head slowly. "No. I think this is enough. The important thing is that this car has returned as smooth as ever," replied Gail with a thin smile.

The burly man grabbed the phone from his pants pocket and contacted someone.

"How, is everything in order?" abigail asked when someone had received a call from her.

"You take it easy, Mr. Gail. Everything will be fine and you won't have to worry about it anymore."

"Good." Abigail smiled with satisfaction as all her plans went smoothly.

After he finished talking to someone, Abigail kept her phone back in her pants. He walked into his mansion with a feeling so calm.

"Save the car into the garage and put it in a safe place. What I couldn't see" Abigail said as she quickly stepped back into her study.

Although a little confused by the master's orders, the middle-aged man still carried out the orders from him.

"Good, Sir. Will be done soon."

After Abigail entered her study, the middle-aged man rushed to meet someone who was in charge of taking care of all the cars owned by his employer. He immediately relayed Abigail's orders and asked the man to do so immediately.

"Sorry, Sir. Isn't that Mr Abigail's favorite car? So why should the car be placed in a hidden place? Even Mr. Abigail always asked for the car to be put in front so that it would be easy when he wanted to use it," asked the person in confusion.

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly. "Eitherway. You'd better just take orders from Mr. Abigail without having to wonder."

"All right, I understand."

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A few days later, at the residence of the extended family of Rangga Saputra.

"Rangga, Mom and Dad want to talk to you. It's important!" said Ms. Fika to her son, Rangga.

Rangga who intended to return to the room, immediately stopped his steps. He immediately approached his parents who were sitting on the sofa in the television room.

"What's the matter, Mom, Dad?" ask Rangga.

"Sit down first, Rangga."

Rangga also dropped himself on the sofa while staring at the serious faces of his parents.

"Rangga, we'd like to ask you about your relationship with Lea. Do you still want to marry that girl?" Bu Fika stared fixedly at Rangga who looked surprised by the question posed by him.

"Ehmm, I don't know, Mom. I was confused," replied Rangga hesitantly.

"If according to Mother, you should just cancel your marriage. Lea is flawed and I'm afraid she will be a burden to you" continued Ms. Fika.

"Yes, your mother was right. According to Dad, too, Rangga. You better cancel your wedding. Instead of later you regret," said the father.

Rangga breathed heavily. "If I cancel this wedding, it's the same as sprinkling salt on Lea's still-wet wounds. He is still in mourning condition. He just lost his beloved sister. In addition, he must accept the fate that he is now disabled by the accident. And now do I have to add to her grief again by canceling our marriage?"

Bu Fika snorted in annoyance. "Trus, will you still marry that disabled woman and let her be a burden to you, will you?"

Rangga rubbed his face violently. "Let me think about it first, ma'am."

The man got up from his position. "I want to rest and please don't be disturbed" said Rangga. He stepped out of the room.

"Step, our conversation is not over yet!" shouted Bu Fika who did not accept because Rangga had not decided anything.

"Easy, Mom. Let him rest for a moment. We can persuade him next time." Mr. Agus tried to calm down Bu Fika who looked upset.

"Hhhh, you Rangga!" groused Bu Fika while crossing his hands to the chest.

In the room.

Rangga threw himself on the bed and looked at the ceiling of his room with a blank look. His face looked confused. He doesn't know what kind of decision to make. The desire of both his parents, managed to make Rangga's dilemma.

"Oh my God, what kind of decision should I make? Do I have to follow the advice of both my parents and cancel our marriage that Lea had dreamed of so far? Or continue the marriage?" murmured Rangga in the heart.

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After being hospitalized for several weeks, Lea was finally allowed to go home.

Now he can rest in his home. However, instead of feeling more comfortable, Lea instead felt a deep sadness. How not, all his memories with Harris were in every corner of the room in the house. Shadow herself, her laughing voice seemed to continue to follow wherever Lea stepped. Even the pain in the scars of his surgery also reminded him of the fateful incident.

"Non Lea, outside is Den Rangga." A waiter approached Lea who was still pensive at the dining table. Even the food in front of him was completely untouched by it. The food that had been served in warm conditions, was now cold and no longer attractive.

"Have him come in, Bi," Lea replied so quietly.

"Good, Non."

The waiter immediately went and met Rangga who was waiting in front. Not long after, Rangga arrived in the room. He immediately approached Lea and gave a warm kiss on the top of her head as usual.

"How are you, honey?" ask Rangga.

"As you can see."

Rangga sat in an empty chair next to Lea. He stared at the plate of food in front of Lea.

"His food is not eaten anymore?"

"I'm not hungry" Lea replied briefly.

Rangga breathed heavily. "What do you want to eat? Let me make it masakin."

Lea laughed a little. "What can you cook, Rangga?"

"anything. The important thing is that you eat. For a few days you have not touched the food. Do you want your body to get thinner and get sick?"

Leah shook her head slowly. "I'm not hungry at all. All these things really made my stomach feel full and all the food looks unappealing anymore" he replied.

"Geez, Lea." Rangga stroked the woman's back gently.

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