FIRST LOVE DESTINY《 HeZa'S Love Story 》
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Discussing again the name of Alsena and the latest info from Ragil Anggara. Instantly made Hega hold back the anger.

His hands clenched tightly, regretting his overly shallow thoughts, and too quickly drawing conclusions without thinking long.

Bara had brought up the woman's name several times.

Hega felt that there was something strange when the woman named Alsena could coincidentally dare to come directly to see him.

The woman who always used her father to approach her suddenly had her own initiative to meet with him.

And again the ambiguous sentence that the woman said.

" Wouldn't the position of Young Saint Madam be empty soon ? So can the Saint President consider me as your new Madam's candidate ? "

Hega again flinched, an important clue passed by him.

In fact, not many people know about the disappearance of the wife. Then on what basis did that woman say such nonsense.

So clearly implied there was a veiled intent behind the woman's sentence.

It seemed that God had begun to hear the prayer that he had always offered endlessly in the third of the night.

Pray that his soulmate would return to his side. God answered his prayers and requests.

As soon as he got some pointers from his confidants. Hega soon arranged his flight to the city that had the nickname City of Angels.

All preparations for leaving for LA are over. At least Hega prepared all his needs at least for the next week.

There are several things that eventually make Hega suspicious if the disappearance of his wife there is interference someone. And he had to re-start the search from ground zero.

Only difference, now there is a bright spot that makes him know where the search is going.

That was why Hega decided to accelerate his flight plan to LA from the day after tomorrow morning.

" Young Master, everything is ready. I've also asked our people there to prepare everything for as long as you're there. " Ragil Anggara pulled a suitcase from the walk in closet of the man he had served since childhood.

Hega gave a small nod, enough that he was silent waiting for news. It was time for the man to intervene directly.

At least all important office matters have been completed. He did not break his promise to his wife.

The rest, Hega relied on Bara to deal with the rest of his work.

" Good luck, Ga. Sorry I can't do it or do it. There is a virtual meeting ntar malem. " Bara said encouragingly, the man deliberately came to Hega in the apartment to just give moral support to his best friend.

" It's okay, Bar. I'm not going to be here. "

" Be calm, hand me all the business here. Focus on Nyari Moza. If you really what Derka said, hopefully your wife and prospective ponakan I soon met in good health. "

" Amin, thanks, Bar. "

Barusaja Hega intends to continue the rest of the files on his desk to be signed. His stomach was re-stricken with nausea, the man's gasps immediately walked quickly towards the bathroom of his private room.

Just finished with his nausea and vomiting and got an examination from Derka.

Ragil Anggara came back with a phone call.

It was obvious that a cold aura enveloped the man while talking to someone that Bara and Derka did not know who it was.

Long enough until the moment the conversation ended, one sentence that not only made Ragil Anggara a crime. But Bara joined the fog made.

" Cause, get the private jet ready now. I want in 15 minutes everything is ready. " She shouted Hega from her private room.

Coo, "....."

Derka, " ?! "

The two men stared at each other with confused expressions. When he was about to ask Ragil Anggara, the man had disappeared into the connecting door between Hega's workspace and his bedroom.

There is a heart that is also very tormented because it is separated from the man he loves the most.

" Mo, eat it ! You and your baby need nutrition. "

" Get out, Bian ! Leave me alone, I'm not arguing with you. " Answored Moza with a position leaning on the headboard of the bed, his net closed without intending to stare at his interlocutor.

The two people who were arguing were clearly Moza and best friend, or rather the man who had been his best friend in the past.

As for now, for Moza, the man was more worthy of being called an enemy to him. It is because of this man that he is forced to swallow pain every day because he has to be separated from his loved ones. Family and of course the husband.

It had been almost half an hour Fabian had persuaded Moza to eat. But all his words were always countered by the girl.

The man refrained from approaching the bed, because the incident some time ago made him have to be extra patient facing the girl before him.

At that time Moza recklessly threatened to injure his body with a knife if Fabian desperately approached him.

Though all things Fabian has done, even the scenario of the corpse burning is also the arrangement.

She thought she would wait until Moza would forget her husband and start seeing him.

" I'll go, but don't torture yourself and the baby in your womb. You need to eat, think about your baby too, Mo ! "

Moza let out a small sigh, then slowly opened his two eyes and glanced at the glance of the man standing not far from his bed.

Two maids behind him were carrying food trays.

" I know best about my condition and my baby. I'll eat if I want to. But now I want to be alone. Please leave me, Bian. Don't force me anymore as if you're worried about me. "

" But I am - "

The girl was sitting on the bed with her legs resting on the head of the bed. A silk blanket covered part of his body. His white face paled, his two round eyes looked puffy.

He indifferently averted his eyes from the man who had locked him up for two weeks in the palace that felt more like a prison.

" That's enough, Bian ! Enough, I'm tired, so tired. I'm not arguing, I want to be alone, Bian. Please leave me alone, I don't want to meet anyone. " Moza pulled her legs together, hugged her with both hands, then hid her face in both folds of her legs.

Her chest was tight, she wanted to survive, she was trying to survive, at least for the sake of life in her womb. But Moza can't take it anymore, it's too painful.

Moza thought that the presence of life in her womb could strengthen her heart. But in fact, it is getting harder for him.

Which woman is not sick is separated from the man she loves. Which woman wants to be alone in her most sensitive moments, a definite pregnancy period every woman wants to be accompanied by her beloved husband.

" i, pliss. "

" Get out Bian, I told you I didn't want to meet anyone. "

Fabian could do nothing, the man chose to leave, following the will of the girl who was at the highest throne in his heart.

Moza was left in that luxurious and comfortable room.

Moza was treated like a queen at Fabian's court. But to him, he was just a captive to the selfishness of a Fabian.

The door closed and left silence.

The sobs that were held in the chest finally broke already.

Moza sobbed between his two bent legs. The stomach is still flat, there is no bulge there because the age of the womb is only about 5 weeks old.

" I'm sorry, Brother. If only I hadn't been stubborn and obeyed brother's arrangement. We must still be together right now. " Swept with sobs.

Again and again, Moza could only regret her own stupidity.

Fragile.

It was that word that described the current mental state of a Moza Artana.

Should he give up now ? Because honestly his soul and body are no longer able to survive.