Handsome Doctor That's My Husband
Task to three
Wilson immediately runs his car away from the place, Tisya keeps the check back in his bag.
"What are your plans after this?" ask Wilson while he is busy driving.
"I'll go straight to your office!"
"All right, I'll take you!"
Third task :
...Make sure the check gets to Mr. Bactiar...
Wilson's car finally arrived in front of the Bactiar group building.
"Is it here, so down or not?"
Tisya still looked silent in his place.
"Today might be the last day I get in touch with papa!"
Wilson rubbed Tisya's back, "I'll take you inside!"
"No need, I can do it myself!"
As Tisya was about to descend, Wilson again held back his hand,
"What's wrong?"
Srekkkk
Wilson suddenly hugged Tisya's body, making the woman so shocked.
"Wil, what's wrong?"
Not answering but Wilson's hand put a small object into his little suit making sure it was safe and not dropped again.
After that, Wilson took off his embrace.
"No pa pa pa, get down there quickly, I'll be waiting for you here!"
"Where else are we going?"
"We can celebrate this day with dinner outside!"
"All right, I'm down!"
Tisya got out of the car and walked into the building.
After making sure Tisya entered, Wilson took his phone and activated it to make sure that Tisya's voice could get into his phone.
Tisya walked through the lobby, his new self becoming foreign in what used to be a big place.
His steps came to a halt when he saw Maira not far from where she was standing at the moment.
"Sir Maira!"
Maira who was seen talking to someone immediately turned to her, but when she found out if it was Tisya, Maira chose to leave instead.
"Sir ..., sister ....!"
Tisya quickly chased after him, after they reached the end of the stairs only then could Tisya grab Maira's hand.
"So wait!"
Maira looked at Tisya annoyed, though,
"I told you not to bother me!"
"No, Maira's brother is still angry with Tisya?"
"No need to ask, you already know the answer!"
Maira threw Tisya's hand and began to climb the stairs, but Tisya still did not give up, his rapid pace was able to rival Maira's step, Tisya was one step above Maira.
"I've already told you the reason, brother, so please don't hate Tisya anymore! Maira doesn't know how Wilson feels, does she?"
"So you think he loves you more than I do that's why he chose you! If only for the reason of a billion dollars, Wilson can also marry me and surely the money I love for you!"
Tisya fell silent, making Maira cluck, "Can't answer right? Are you married to Wilson?"
"Why can't Maira talk about Tisya?"
"Well, what's the name try, I've told you that if I like Wilson, why don't you refuse to marry him? You can reject it!"
Tisya was still silent, he confirmed Maira's speech. If only the reason was a billion dollars, surely Maira would not mind giving the money to him either.
After no reply from Tisya, Maira chose to pass, "Side!"
His shoulders nudged hard on Tisya's shoulders, until Tisya slightly shifted from his position.
Tisya leaned his body on the back of the stairs, Maira's words still raging in his head at this time.
"Am I wrong?" he murmured softly while staring at Maira who was disappearing.
Long enough Tisya was silent there, at this time he was in an inner war between choosing Wilson or choosing his brother.
"Let everything go as it should!"
Tisya chose to walk towards the room of Mr. Bactiar.
His steps stopped in front of the big door, after asking permission from the secretary of Mr. Bactiar.
He was busy staring at the check in his hand and also a door in front of him.
Hehhhhhh
Tisya sighed deeply and put the little paper back in his bag.
Tok tok tok tok
"Lake in!"
There was a voice from within, he memorized the voice of who it was, the voice of someone who used to be so dear to him.
Chequelek
Tisya opened the door, though, looking at the man standing next to the window enjoying the afternoon atmosphere or observing the man below was standing next to his car with the Aerophone attached to his ear hole.
"Pa!"
"Sit down!" the man said without turning his gaze, the middle-aged man did not look at Tisya at all, he chose to keep his eyes on the man standing below.
"Pa, Tisya wants to talk!"
"Speak, I'll listen to it!"
Tisya also chose to continue the conversation, whether the man noticed it or not.
"Tisya here wants to return the money that you have spent to support Tisya all this time!"
This time Tisya's words managed to shift the man's gaze, he immediately turned to Tisya and approached the table.
"Tisya knows pa, this is still not comparable to what papa has been spending for twenty-four years! After this I won't call you papa anymore, because you are indeed not my papa!"
Tisya thrust a check that read one billion made the bactiar's forehead wrinkled, the more the wrinkles on his forehead, the more gray hair has grown.
"Is this all because of the man waiting for you below?"
"You mean?"
"Ckkk!" mr. Bactiar clucked upon hearing the new call.
"You've caught the same doctor, even the doctor's bodyguard is now escorting you!"
"Personal bodyguard?" Tisya muttered.
"Hehhh I forgot that your brother is a rich doctor, a billion is not a little money!"
"But Tisya did not ask Frans! So you don't have to fuss over where I got it!"
Mr. Bactiar clenched his hand until the muscles of his hand appeared on the surface.
"You really have no gratitude!"
"You taught me like this, you taught me that love can be exchanged for money, so don't blame me if we meet again, I will count all the gifts I give as debt!"
"Go! Get out of here!"
Mr. Bactiar was so angry that his voice exploded. He wanted to use his daughter but did not think everything turned on him.
"I will definitely leave, when we meet again later, there is no more relationship between papa and daughter, we are other people and will always be someone else, excuse me Mr. Bactiar!"
Tisya also steadily left the room elegantly. Leaving the very angry Lord Bactiar.
brakkkkk
Mr. Bactiar swept the entire table with both hands and hit the table so hard.
"Damn!"
Right now he has completely lost everything, his daughter and wife. As hard as he denies but still he is not willing if his wife and daughter become someone else. How selfish I am ....
Seriate
...Sorry, why it always comes at the end. So that we know how difficult it is to improve into the past, so use today to be better so that regrets do not come in the future...
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