
Samuel, the man ruffled his hair in frustration after arriving at the bathroom. He was really sorry for not being able to control himself when he saw Ara cuddling with Edgar.
"Aaaakkkkhhhhh, I should be able to be a little patient. He was no longer the old Ara. Ara is always on my side!" samuel shouted while rinsing his face which was warming up.
After calming down for a while and the scheduled departure would arrive shortly, the man eventually left the hospital in his car that was traveling above average speed.
The goal is not a mansion let alone an apartment, but the house of Ara's parents to apologize properly.
Samuel got down from his car after arriving, knocking on the door slowly so the middle-aged woman opened the door. Just like before, Kirana's warm smile always got Samuel when visiting their house.
"Samuel?" Kirana was a little surprised to see her daughter's ex-court at 10 a.m.
"Is Deon at home, auntie?"
"It just so happens that he's just about to leave, son, let's go in first!" Pull Samuel's hand into the house. Kirana had forgotten about Samuel's mistake 14 years ago.
It's over and it's just a matter of teenagers still being unstable in response to a relationship. That was Kirana's mind, in contrast to Ara and Deon's all that they thought.
Samuel's step stopped right in front of Deon who had just come down the stairs while folding his shirt sleeves up to his elbows.
"Samuel?" Just like Kirana, Deon was shocked at Samuel's arrival. The middle-aged man smiled, thinking Samuel had above average courage to dare to visit his house without Ara present.
Was Samuel not afraid to come out with a face full of blood?
"Do you have time to talk?"
"Speak!"
Samuel closed his eyes while clenching his hands, the next second the man kneeled right before Kirana and Deon unexpectedly.
"Samuel, what are you doing, son?" Kirana was about to help Samuel stand up, but Deon immediately prevented her.
"Leave it! Speak up, I don't have much time!"
"Sorry om, aunt. Forgive all my mistakes 14 years ago. I shouldn't have tortured Ara physically and mentally just for not accepting the match. Maybe an apology alone is not enough to erase the wound in your heart, but I hope there is a second chance for everything."
Head down? No, Samuel spoke while staring at Deon's razor-sharp bead. There was no fear in Samuel's gaze, only regret.
"I should have realized from the beginning that I felt for Ara. I should have investigated from the beginning why Ara could act like a child. But I was stupid to know that Ara had a brain injury in an accident."
"Om, aunt. Please give me the blessing to have Ara again! I will try to make her happy and always smile. No tears of sorrow."
"Mother always gives you Samuel's chance, but you can't control Ara's feelings, son. You shouldn't have come here, but instead met Ara to melt her heart back," Kirana said softly.
"illness?"
Samuel shook his head and returned to his original position, just then the punch flew back in the opposite direction from the punch.
"Dad, enough!" prevent Kirana from closing her mouth to see blood coming out of Samuel's nose and mouth.
Deon if he hits someone never messes around.
"illness?"
"No!" samuel though his head was dizzy. Not to mention the sightings that are starting to blur.
Brugh
Samuel's body fell onto the marble floor after Deon landed a kick right in the man's chest.
"I have to go to the office, get him to the hospital!" deon said guiltlessly and left the house.
Unlike Kirana who now sits struggling to build Samuel who is unconscious. Deon's punch wasn't kidding.
"Oma?"
Kirana turned to the source of the voice.
"Where to go to the room first, son, I have to go."
Although feeling confused and not understanding, Asa then nodded her head and ran towards the room, not forgetting the little girl contacted her mother.
It just so happens that Asa has her own phone where there are only three contacts in it just in case something happens. The little girl can recognize each other's contacts because Ara, Kirana and Deon deliberately put up their photos.
"Mother?"
"Yes Honey?" sahut Ara across the phone.
"Look at the sleeping man, and his face is red and red as syrup."
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