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"R."

Arka splashed towards Rio, the two of them were now hugging each other.

"Sorry, Ka. I must have been so hard, huh?"

Arka did not answer, he sobbed in the arms of his best friend.

"Gue thought about a macem, Ri. I'm so scared of leaving me, I want to tell who else if there's anything."

"Gue here, bro. I'm not going anywhere, nobody's leaving you."

Arka let go of her embrace, Amanda approached and hugged Rio stuff for a moment.

"Arka comes here every day, Ri. He's always looking after you and hoping you'll wake up."

"I'm sorry ya." said Rio once again.

"I don't know why. The last time I wanted to, I hit a girl."

"Cone, Ri. Intan you hit." said Amanda. Rio knew Intan at the time when he was cruising on a yacht with Amanda and Arka at that time.

"So the one I hit was, Intan. How's he going?" rio asked as he looked towards Amanda and also Arka.

"It's hard." said Amanda, throwing her eyes away.

"meaning?" ask Rio again.

"He was hit twice, Ri. Abis was hit by lo, he was hit by a car again. Because he was slammed into the middle, you are on the edge." said Arka.

"So she?"

"Koma, same as lo. But he hasn't made any progress to this day."

Rio looked down, he did not know exactly who was wrong that day. Clearly, he was feeling so bad now.

"Where are you going, Ka?"

"Bokap lo is still on the way, the other day he had a sudden business trip to Surabaya. He already knows the news that you are aware, and ask me to take care of you. Nyokap lo same husband is still in Singapore, yes they plan to move there. If you don't have any change either."

Rio sighed.

"You're both fine, right?" ask Rio.

"Yes." Yeah."

Arka and Amanda answered at about the same time. They did agree to not tell me anything, at least until Rio's condition stabilized. At the moment despite being sober, he is still weak and needs a lot of rest. His mind should not be crowded with things that make runyam.

"Ka, I'm ahead. Want to buy a drink." said Amanda later.

"I'm a temenin, yes." said Arka.

"No need, the front man here doang. I'll see Intan daft."

"Oh yeah, be careful."

Amanda nodded, then walked out of the room. He walked as usual, until his eyes fell on someone.

"Well, whoa, whoa. The former boss who was already a commoner, is here anyway." Rani accompanied by Cindy and Dian suddenly appeared in front of Amanda.

"Well, why are you here?" ask Amanda with a stingy face and a head that stands straight. There is not the slightest fear in the woman, even though she is now no longer an active boss.

"Yes my employee, Intan. I'm the boss now." Rani smiles at both her themes and vice versa.

"Rani, Rani. Most of you watch soap operas. You think with a gini, good?. Cool?. Huh uh?. Norak knows you. Dandan Lo excessive and makeup lo thickness. Lo skin that has not been skincare for a long time due to ex-husband lo stingy, make your makeup so crack in the face."

"Lo bad you ya." Rani emotions.

"The insolent, me or both friends who did not say that your makeup is ugly. Temen macem what let his friend look like a person who wants to cosplay as a ghost. That means these two friends don't care. They deket the same lo, because you can currently give benefits to them. Isn't that right, Cind?. It takes money, you. Because men don't work. And lo Dian, you want to collect money for oplas right?. Because you know your husband cheats on you the same girl who is much prettier than you."

Amanda left the three people, in their mental state that began to spoil.

Amanda bought a drink at the front minimarket, which was still in the hospital environment. After quenching his thirst, he paid. He got out of there and went back to the hospital. But then, suddenly Amanda met face to face with a man who was none other than her own father.

"Amanda?"

Amman looked at Amanda with a look of shock and shock. Especially when he saw the stomach of his child who grew because of pregnancy.

"Hi, Amman." said Amanda who had already been and could not avoid anymore.

"I'm your father, Amanda." replied Amman with great emphasis.

"So?"

"What are you doing?" amman said with mounting emotions and gritting teeth.

"Who are you pregnant with, whose child is this?" Amman pulled the arm of her daughter rough.

"Amanda."

Arka appeared suddenly and pulled his wife. Just as he was about to make a sound, he suddenly realized something.

"You?"

At the same time, Vera appeared from a direction.

"So this is the man who impregnated you?" Amman looked at the two in disbelief, while Vera looked puzzled.

"He is my husband."

"Husband?. Amman was shocked, and so was Vera. The old man's body was trembling, Amman then approached Amanda but was blocked by Arka.

"Papa never felt married to you, Amanda." Amman screamed in his daughter's face.

The lightning seemed to be blaring, Vera was increasingly surprised to know if Amanda was Amman's son. Although Amman always put a picture of Amanda on his desk, but Vera never paid much attention to it. Arka was just remembering something. When he married Amanda, Amanda's father's name was Armando Othild Louis. Amman, Armando's. Arka looked at her father-in-law still in disbelief.

"You agreed to my marriage."

"Because you're manipulating. You send a short message, use a different number, ask permission to marry. Because you think it's a fake message from someone, you can just stop."

"But that means, you've allowed."

"Never." Amman stared intently at Amanda.

"There was never a marriage between the descendants of the Louis family, with a man wearing cheap clothes. Working as a new actor for a very affordable fee."

"That's enough...!" Amanda stared intently at her father.

"Arka is much better than papa. Papa can be proud to wear tens of millions of clothes, billions of watches, luxury cars, high-end company. But that doesn't make Papa much taller than him. He never cheated here and there, never was rude to his wife."

"Your mom, happy in the big house. I have a lot of money to shop."

"If she was happy, she couldn't have died that fast. He died from eating the same living heart. Bouncer, cheating, drunk, rapist."

Amman swings her hand to slap Amanda, but Arka quickly holds her back.

"Once you touch my wife, you will confront me." Arka said defending his wife.

"He's my son."

"He's my wife."

Arka said in a snapping tone, making Amman even more emotional.

"Hatten the child, hand it over to this man and give them money. Poor men like this only need money. Papa doesn't want to have grandchildren that come from the seed of the poor."

"And my son doesn't need a depraved grandfather like papa."

Amman literally swung her hand so quickly that it hit Amanda's face. Arka also reflexes pushing her in-laws, while Vera tries to stop Amman.

"That's enough...!" said Vera.

An annoyed Amman pushes Vera away, then passes by. Vera fell down and complained of pain in her stomach, shortly out of the blood from the area around her lower body.

"Mu Vera." Arka and Amanda panicked and helped the woman. Arka took her to the hospital for help.

A while passed, the doctor spoke to Arka and Amanda. Now they're in the room where Vera is being treated.

"You're pregnant with my papa's child?" ask Amanda not to believe it.

Vera nodded weakly.

"Why, why do you want to?. You want to make one more child suffer besides me?" asked Amanda with teary eyes holding back tears.

Vera.

"Amman always told me that his son was a dissident, always never obeying what he said. He looks and seems to always blame you and he is right. I really don't know the real problem, Amanda. I thought he loved me, until he pushed me."

crying Vera sobbed.

"Is my child no longer there?" ask her again.

Amanda sat by the woman's side and held her hand.

"He's fine." Amanda said later. I don't know why he became so compassionate to Vera, especially in the baby who is now being conceived by the woman. Maybe because she was pregnant, and she knew how it felt.

Moments passed, Amman was already seen in his office workspace. He really did not expect that accompanying Vera to the obstetrician, would end up with the most suffocating meeting of his life. Amman now grabbed the bottle of liquor that was on the corner table, and drank it up many times.

"Then how do we plan to match your son to Ryan's?"'

Rachel said with a face full of worry. While Amman was unable to answer a word, his mind was now very runnyam.

"That's the only way to put a damper on the competition and the flames of hostility that have been ignited between this company and Ryan's. We're..."

"Enough...!" amman said with anger.

"But, Amman."

"Get out of here...!"

Rachel sighed and left the place.