HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
302. Eavesdropping
"Mr Hartawan, I often see Mr. Moranno's eldest son visiting the Rosalia doctor, taking lunch or picking him up home. Just tonight I saw him bring his nose back to look after a few months is rarely seen in this area of the hospital," Faraz's doctor fishing rod.
"Billy?" The reporter scrunched his forehead thinking for a moment.
"It looks like you're wrong Doc, that young man isn't Billy but Willy, they're twins and very similar, and it's hard to tell the two apart. Willy came with his wife Hanaria. As for Billy, that young man was on duty out of town a few months ago."
Faraz's turn frowned, as if thinking of something strange.
"Could a husband feed another woman so affectionately in front of his own wife?" press Faraz.
Hearing him, the reporter chuckled. "They're best friends from infancy, that's commonplace, Doc" she said, leaving the doctor speechless. But in his little heart he was sure that if the man he saw was not Willy but Billy, he could see his second body language which was very different when said to be a friend.
"How about we get to the initial topic, about the health of Rosalia, my daughter," Hendor's sleigh, after all the minutes he spent just discussing other things.
"Hem, actually Rosalia's condition is better as I said in front of the hospital room earlier. My purpose in asking you to come here is-" Faraz searched his words for a moment, he felt a little uneasy, but he did not want to delay any more.
The journalist looked at him attentively, still waiting for the continuation of the sentence of the doctor who served as the head of the hospital where his daughter worked.
"I'm serious about what I said a few days ago, if I'm‐-, want to marry doctor Rosalia, your daughter's master." continued Faraz finally.
Reporters riveted. Shocked? Of course, although this was the second time he heard the statement Faraz doctor wanted to marry his only daughter.
He did not expect that the man before him was as serious as he wanted his daughter, did he not realize that he was not the same age as his daughter, sorry! You're too old to be paired with my daughter, bati her grimacing in the heart.
At once the words of Madame Agatsa crossed his mind, if Rosalia would not want to be with the old man. Not to mention that he remembered the cold face of his wife Rosalie who had shown dislike towards her daughter's superior for liking their daughter.
"Hows it? If you agree, in a day or two I will come home to ask you, as soon as Doctor Rosalia gets out of the hospital." Buru Faraz, when he saw the journalist was thinking and contemplating. He deliberately did that so that the man before him did not have time to refuse.
"Sorry Doc. The one getting married is my daughter, we'd better hear her opinion. Really, I've given my daughter the freedom to choose her life partner, because the one who lives the housewife is herself and her partner later." Journalists try to respond wisely. He also did not want to offend Faraz who was his daughter's superior.
"Sometimes young people choose according to their heart, not thinking about what is suitable for their future. At least our partner must have seeds, weights, capable bebet. Yes, like I used to be sir, the wrong marriage finally ran aground in the middle of the road" said Faraz calmly. The man looked at Reporters, hoping for a glimmer of hope, if what he said was at least given a little room for him to approach the young and beautiful doctor.
Hanaria vegased up, not wanting her whereabouts to be known by the two old men. He accidentally heard the important topic of the conversation, when he wanted to take his hands that had been left in the car to give to Rosalia.
While walking away, Hanaria reached into the cell phone in her work coat, typing in a few lines of sentences that represented what she had heard. When he finished, he sent it to his brother-in-law.
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