I Need You
The Undeniable Choice

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Although already passed from the hour that should be, Hilya still went to the house of a insistent man who in the end he knew as the biological uncle of her husband.

"That means he's papa-level," he muttered softly.

Now he also steadied his footsteps towards the main door while pressing the bell of the house as usual,

Tong

So as usual Riska's aunt who faithfully welcomed his arrival at the door with a smile and polite style.

"Welcome back, Miss Hilya."Aunt Riska gave a respectful nod to him.

"Thank you, bi."

"Come, I'll take you."But Hilya first intercepted him before he really moved from there.

Instantly making Riska's steps stopped, "Just go to the big master, I'd like to talk to him."Pintanya while giving a package containing a special chicken porridge made by aunt Nunung to the woman, "For Dimas," which was finally granted by the woman.

Though in his heart was hoping that Hilya did not rush away and could immediately go to the main room owned by Dimas.Yes, the existence of the woman greatly influenced the health development of her employer.

"Wouldn't you stop by the main room first, son?"Welcoming the package while throwing a question containing bait.Of course after saying, "Thank you for the chicken porridge."

"Almost, bi..., but after meeting the great lord and mistress."

Aunt Riska had now pulled a faint curve on her lips, "Well, lady.Please, the master and mistress are in the room over there."While directing the index finger towards an open room that is free to be reached by the view from the ground floor.

"Oh, fine.Thank you, bi."

Now his footsteps alternately form a rhythmic movement of sneakers that hit the floor, create special music and invite the attention of a couple who look fitter and friendlier than the first time they met him.

"That's amazing!"The man cried insistent with a rhythmic applause selow to welcome his appearance.Smiling amazement dashes meaningfully on the face of his baby's beak at a glance, looks in harmony with the older brother, Mr. Imran.

'It is fitting that his appearance is not foreign, ' his mind is now muttering ria.

"Ugh!.., auntie's coming again deh,gemes."Aunt Mira prancing.

'Sok knows, sook close, doesn't it?'he thought cynically, but soon he brushed away his runyam mind, 'Awas the same quality of parents.'his thesis was amused.

Aunt Mira broke through to welcome herself into a warm embrace, the sister of a mother who had just met her daughter after a long time without face.

"Thank you,"he whispered raucously, hardly heard because accompanied by sobs that suddenly break just like that.

For a moment he had his eyes glanced briefly at the stunned Lord Amran staring at his face, Masygul.

There was a smile behind his face, but one thing that made his vulnerable soul was disturbed, when he saw one clear circle.Yes, the father's tears also escaped on his clean face that seemed to begin to be maintained.

A proof of the form of caring and strong affection from the figure of a loving father to his son.Making him feel guilty has assessed and called him with the name unique father, jjuahhatt.

"Everything will be fine, ladies and gentlemen,"he said manners.Mata still scan a clean face that gives its own calm to him at this time.Can not he deny it.But there he just caught one spot of illegible meaning, gliding from the middle-aged bead.

"Eh,ralat.From now on call us om and aunt."Undeniable orders just came out of the mouth of a middle-aged woman who is now looking at her with a maternal smile.Perfect beauty.Truely said her husband that aunt Mira is actually friendly smile.

"What is a aunt's son, so easily that he's aware of his coma?"Aunt Mira with a typical chatty tone like a mother, making her laugh awkwardly.

"Nothing, aunt."Still with an awkward laugh, "Just carry out talk therapy as it should."hereinafter timidly with a red hue poking out on her pretty face.

Seeing the good treatment of the two parents, while making his heart warm.Hilya now felt unbearable to express the purpose of his arrival here.

"What you ask, say."Mr. Amran opened the conversation after they managed to take a position sitting on the sofa and chatted four eyes.While Madam Mira just went to the team of doctors who came to control Dimas' condition.

"H_just want to say that after today, my job is done.And will never come here again," she said nervously.

Mr. Amran, who had once smiled, now showed a flat smile, "If I invite you to negotiate, will you?"

"I mean sir?"Staring confused.

"You can leave forever as long as you can get my son interested in a woman within a week."

"If you can't, then you can't just walk away." she added.

Hilya looked up, her eyes did not blink the face of the father who suddenly returned to make his heart irritated, and became so annoying in his eyes, "I mean you are looking for a partner who sreg for him, is that it?"Mengerling couldn't believe what he had just heard, "What kind of negotiation is this?"his murmuring was barely audible.

Mr. Amran nodded briefly.

"But is it possible that your child can accept an unknown woman in such a short time?"Hilya did a subtle rebellion.Hope there is relief from there.

Mr. Amran is silent.

Meanwhile, in the main room, Dimas who had just checked his health, got good news that he could be invited to get out of bed and take a walk out for a breath of fresh air.

"Overall, good lab test results."Help the patient rise from a lying position, "Stay one step away,"Then carrying the tall, thin body slowly sitting in a wheelchair,"Get used to slowly making small movements until the muscles are really back friendly and functioning."

"Don't forget to keep it closer to the object that makes it quickly receive good stimulation.., girls who at that time, for example."Add the doctor with a flexible glance at Dimas who looks still trying to digest something.

"Do not be forced to think hard, because it will only bring pain in the area of his head,"

"That girl could really help him in this matter."Echoes of the doctor's voice, again managed to make his chest more puffed forward.Entah what kind of support he received, what kind of,but now he feels a little bit of power that comes from the ultimate word which is among a long line of words belonging to the doctor.

"Thank you, dok.Dis glad we put it into practice."Mrs Mira thanked him a lot before the doctor finally left, while two nurses were still struggling with the prescription given by the doctor to his patients.

"Well, do your best, while you wait for the results of her brain scan diagnosis."Doctor Maulana directed the woman sitting opposite him.

"I'm a pamper, aunt."The doctor who is none other than the nephew of Madam Mira, the next generation of specialist doctors from the Amran family.

"Good, son.Thank you."He escorted the young doctor out of the room.

While Hilya had just passed through the divider of the multipurpose room with the main room.His mind was raging ria.Dot to think with the attitude of Mr. Amran who refused his desire not to involve himself in the affairs of healing his son.

His lips are clamoring short length.Request looking for a woman for his son in a short time, is not it ridiculous.Now age, the,where there are stupid women who want to be forced for no apparent reason.Especially the comparison with patients who are likely to heal is very small.

"Aren't there any other options, sir?"Hilya floated a subtle protest in the multipurpose room earlier.The atmosphere that was initially ordinary, changed gripping.Thus finally the man returned to voice after creating a long silence.

"There is only one undeniable choice."

"Really, crazy idea," he said, but did not get any response from the figure sitting opposite there while folding one leg with the other leg used as a crutch.

So inevitably Hilya had to resign to the situation, then promised her to immediately speak at length to her husband after returning from there.

"All right, I'm supporting him."

"OK, now you can ask how much you want in return," a flat expression that inexplicably sounds so cynical in his ears.

"This is sincere sir, but if you want a transaction,"stand from a sitting position, then look at it straight,"Then please discuss it again after your son is fully healed."Stepping away from his presence, without permission.Followed by the mysterious gaze of the father who drove his back to disappear behind the barrier wall to the main room.

Conditional provisions, that means the middle-aged man was deliberately blocking his movements, but for what, his business to make his son aware of the coma is complete.

"Any thing, father.She likes to torture people,"Lifting ten fingers to claw the wind.Yes, just consider it the face of the father insistent.

"Jjuahhatt," he muttered in between the sudden sleepiness that whack.That's right,because all night he could not fall asleep at all due to the actions of Danang who broke down to talk.Not to mention the severity of the requirements proposed by Mr. Amran makes his head feel hot bubbling.It feels like just breaking.If it is so, then,yelling as loudly as possible does not guarantee everything is back to normal.

"Who is evil?"Sound that is quite slow but right at the tip of the ear, making his body weak, when limp and lose balance.

"Ah, that's.A fierce cat."Pekik Hilya who was ready to fall,"Auw."Grimacing pain.

"Are you in trouble?"The clear voice re-echoed from a clean appearance, a firm voice, a firm jaw, a clean face and also a shady gaze that reflected the dignity of a doctor behind his great white coat.He was the doctor Maulana who was reaching out, who was,offering Hilya help to stand up.

Hilyapun accepted the man's help, "No sir, everything is fine."Reply when the body is in position to stand, "Thank you, sir."

The doctor nodded, "If there is anything more special in humanitarian affairs, it is when you save the life of someone who desperately needs your presence" he said after replying to his thanks by saying, "sama-sama."

"You have done half of this noble work,"

"Something has proved that he expects your presence,"

"Then get it done, and be sincere, that's the key," continued the calm doctor, before he was truly farewell as his two assistants walked out of the room, then greeted and took him away.

Hilya stared at the departure of the doctor and the two nurses without a blink,"Half of the noble task, expect the presence, complete with sincerity."Mumbled sarcastically, "What does this have to do with me?"It's getting more confused.

In the Main Room,

Hilya just opened the door of the room and barged in just like that.A tall man sitting in a wheelchair was now stunned looking at him without a blink.Seulas faint smile embedded in the pale lips, the,but it could still be read by him.The faint beam also seemed to be begging for mercy from him, while saying, "Help me."

Say it like a pulse-grasping mother giving life to a tiny baby who is helplessly ill while expressing hope,"Cheal my dear son soon."Miris.

Who he was until he seemed so eager for his existence, as if he were asking him to, "Stay here."Though the fingers of the mother who had given birth to herself still stretched sweetly stroking the hair of her head and back, so painstaking.

Then why is he now also a pedestal of hope the pain healer of someone who has no blood relationship or anything with him.

Ah, this is the essence of the sari contained in the long sentence of the handsome young doctor earlier, "Something has proved, he was very much expecting your presence."

Then this is also the intention implied in the speech of Mr. Amran in the multifunctional room earlier, "If I invite you to negotiate, will you?"While the request to find a woman for his son is just a mere reason to block the steps he took.

A father who is desperate because he lost his way to maintain something that is very believed to cure his son's disease.

So that is also the reason that makes the father dare to act as he pleases, then unilaterally determine the rules for him to live, "There is only one undeniable choice."

"Huh, dizzy."Hilya grunted softly.

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