
"Let's! Where's Ana?", asked Ken to his parents.
Madam Rima and Mr. Dion threw meaningful glances at each other. They are still reluctant to answer, more like confused what they should answer actually. Then they looked back at Ken. Mr. Dion was unable to remove that sad look from his eyes.
"Han, call Han!", said Ken coldly.
The two old men were still at a loss as to what they should do. They didn't budge and just looked back at each other.
"Han! Han! Han!", cried Ken furious because he did not also get a response from his parents.
He tried to sit with difficulty because one hand had to be cast because of a broken bone. Mr. Dion tries to help him, but Ken brushes his father's hand. He chose to try himself. His chest was pounding violently, his breathing was stifled due to the mixed emotions in his heart. Ken gripped the blanket that covered his body with one hand. He really can't get any bad news at the moment. His eyes looked straight ahead with a sharp gaze but occasionally he furrowed his brows full of a hue of sadness.
"Han!", exclaimed Ken to the man who had just entered after hearing his name called out loud.
"Yes Master!", Han tried his hardest to keep his emotions in check and remained calm. He already knew that this boss of his would ask him to explain everything that happened after he was conscious, as he is today. But seeing the look on his boss's face that was clearly visible that between anger and sadness became one, making him even more unable to tell the reality.
"Say Han, say!", his voice sounded weak but still sounded sharp to the ear that heard it.
Han was the same as both Ken's parents, he also nailed his body. He was confused to explain everything from where. But he also does not want to hide the fact because sooner or later Ken will know everything by himself.
"Han! Are you deaf, huh!", Ken snapped so loudly as he threw the pillow in the bed toward his assistant's face.
"Sorry Master!", Han swiftly caught the pillow and returned it to Ken's bed very carefully.
"Ka,,ta, right!", Ken growled as he clenched his teeth. He stared intently at Han who was putting a pillow right next to him. His eyeballs moved following every move Han made.
"Ken!", Mr. Dion approached the side of his son's bed.
"It's been two weeks that you've been unconscious, it's good if you get checked out first" Mr. Dion said carefully. Apparently he was trying to mediate this gripping atmosphere. A father wants to dampen his son's emotions which are certainly not good for his current health condition. Another goal is to buy time where they have to explain something to Ken after this.
Ken did not answer. He was silent, no sound at all. He did not agree but did not reject his father's words.
"Han, call the doctor immediately!", Lord Dion's order was immediately executed by Han.
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"Mister Ken's situation is fine. It only takes time to recover from a hand injury. It's best that you take a lot of rest first and don't move your injured hand much" one of the doctors explained.
"Please excuse us. If you need anything, call us!", some doctors and nurses bowed down to leave the room.
"Kakaaakk!", a loud sound came from the door along with the medics coming out from there.
"Sorry I just came, brother! I was in an important meeting at the office and decided to come here immediately after getting the news that my brother was awake" Sam said with a sigh. He bent down to hold his knee to support his body that felt tired because after getting out of the elevator he chose to run towards Ken's room because he could not wait to see firsthand the condition of his brother at this time.
He was so happy to hear this good news that he finally chose to end the important meeting and very excitedly he went to the hospital where Ken was treated. The brother he loved so much though everyday that he could only be scolded, but Sam knew that in fact his brother always cared and loved him.
"Is anyone still sick, son?", asked Madam Rima worriedly. He sat himself on the lip of the bed next to his son, touching Ken's arm.
"No!", Ken replied briefly without giving any response. He stared out the window of his room, disinclined that he looked at the faces of the people who came from this room. Ken prefers to cover up his facial expression now.
"You need to rest a lot, baby! Office business let Han and Sam handle it. Or Mommy can ask Joice to help them.", Sam's mouth immediately acts to cut off Mrs Rima's speech.
"We are still very capable ,Mother to take care of his company without the help of anyone!", said Ken sharp who has established his founding position.
"Right Madam, we don't need anyone's help. Everything is going smoothly" added Han who was also impatient with Madam Rima's speech which would definitely make Ken's mood worse.
"Mother, enough!", ordered Mr. Dion in a stern tone. He had already seen Ken's aura change that was getting blacker and dreary. Ken began to grasp the blanket covering part of his body again while tightening his jaw. A cold aura that can make a person pierced if they are close to him.
"But father.!", again his words stopped someone.
"Enough!", cried Mr. Dion not wanting to hear a rebuttal.
"Cekk!", Madame Rima clucked in annoyance.
He decided to end the debate that would have been fruitless for him if he continued to carry on with the bad habit. Saying the wrong thing at the wrong time can only make things worse and her relationship with her eldest son.
Sam gestured with his eyes then tilted his head towards Han. He hinted to Han that he had to explain their previous case. Han bowed lethargic, he indeed had to accept this fate of his.
"Master!", Han took a few steps closer towards Ken. He took a deep breath to prepare himself.
"Say!", exclaimed Ken softly sounding cold. He did not change his body position nor his face, he did not look at Han at all.
"Not long after Miss Ana called, I immediately sent a tin to find your location. By the time you get there, you've been lying unconscious and the car is far below you. The car..emmhh the car.", Han scratched his nape that did not itch because he did not dare to continue his sentence. He really could not see his boss was hit and sad because of this.
"Continue!", Ken ordered still in a cold tone and without turning his head towards him.
" I found the car greeting the burning state and I immediately asked the officer to put it out. And we.. ", Han again disconnected his own words.
Ken breathed deeply, leaning up, leaning his head against the wall. He closed his eyes hard, his hands clutching the blanket. A hardened jaw indicates that he is holding emotions that are ready to explode. His lips trembled, also a look of sadness appeared on his face. But he had to hear Han's explanation to the end.
"Continue!", said Ken in a stifled voice.
"We found the body of a woman there in a charred condition. And we have identified that the body is Miss Ana", the end of Han's very heavy explanation.
Ken still closed his eyes until wrinkles appeared around there. He could not cover his broken feelings. His heart felt like it was being hit by a big rock. It hurts, it hurts there like Ken can't bear it. Only this time during his life Ken loved someone, and only this time Ken had to lose the person he loved so much.
He recalled their love for each other for the last time in the car.
"*I love you, Ken!", said Ana, smiling bitterly.
"I love you so much too, baby!",
reply Ken and go back to kiss the back of Ana*'s hand*.
His heart felt more and more sliced thin, so that the pain could not be treated.
"Ana!", said Ken slowly still with his eyes closed.
"Ana!", his tone began to rise with a trembling voice.
"Ana!", Ken opened his eyes and shouted hysterically. He grabbed his own hair so frustrated with the fate he had to accept.
Again he remembered his promise to Ana at that time who said that he would save Ana's life and would not let Ana get hurt.
"*Whatever happens later, I'll save you, Ana!".
"I won't let you get hurt, baby*!".
The promise was so thick in his ears that he again cried hysterically calling out to Ana with such a deep sense of guilt.