
Two days had passed since Samuel was admitted to the hospital, not even though Ara had visited the man because he was very upset. Instead of getting more attention, Ara nagged incessantly and left Samuel in the treatment room.
Today, precisely in the afternoon with cloudy skies and very cold weather, Samuel was lying on the lounge chair of his room balcony while facing the sky. Waiting for the rain to fall.
Samuel's expression was often fickle because of his mood. Especially when remembering the speaker this morning with papi also mama.
"Because you are not married yet when you are 30 years old, papi and mami will match you with papi co-workers!"
Samuel let out a long sigh while rubbing his rough face. The man only wanted Ara, not someone else. Why do both parents not understand?
Samuel had only three days to refuse the match by taking his future wife to the mansion. However, how did that man bring Ara? The stubborn girl who unfortunately is getting set up.
"So stupid!" Samuel moved from his seat. Snatching the car keys is also a jacket in case it rains heavily.
The man looked at the bandage on his arm, hitting as hard as possible to get the wound back open and spitting out fresh blood.
"More aesthetic" Samuel murmured with a simple smile.
The man continued to walk up the stairs with his jacket on his shoulder.
"Your hands are bleeding again, son!" Fany's intercept in the living room.
"Look at the door, El left first." Grab Fany's hand and kiss her, then leave without telling her where.
The man drove his car at an above-average speed with one hand, because the other felt sore and sore. He stopped at some toy stores before visiting a girl's house.
Impromptu stepping on the brake pedal when it gets in front of the fence.
"Sorry, there is no one at home but Asa's neng" said the guard.
"Open!"
"But."
"If not I hit the door!"
The guard let out a long sigh, opening the fence wide so as not to be broken by a mad man like Samuel.
Without saying thank you, Samuel then drove his car slowly and stopped right in front of the house. The man's attention was instantly sidetracked to the 4-year-old little girl who was playing alone.
Samuel approached the girl, crouched down to make Asa look.
"Om who?"
"Your father-to-be." Smiling thinly.
"Asa's father?" Her eyes were funny, making Samuel want to kiss her.
The man extended a hand. "The name of Samuel can be called El's father."
"My name is Asa, you often call me dear or beautiful. El's dad wants to see you?"
Samuel shook his head. "You meet Asa, play with Asa."
"Yey Asa has a friend." Jumping while screaming.
Samuel was about to play cooking with Asa in the front yard, but stopped when the drizzle began to fall. The man was surprised when his hand was pulled by a tiny hand.
"Dad El, come on in! Mother forbid Asa to get wet." Running with Samuel followed him.
While Samuel was unceasingly smiling looking at Asa's very clever behavior among children his age. The man remembered his childhood with Ara.
Asa is exactly like Ara used to be, chatty and very storyline. Of course, always follow wherever Samuel goes. However, now that the girl had been different, the former Ara had completely disappeared.
"Even I miss the old Ra. As is and in accordance with me, I should not lukain lo perception. That goodbye is not possible.
"Dad El was silent?"
Samuel groaning. "Daddy again thought about how to get Asa to go."
"Go?" Gluing funny.
Samuel nodded. "Dad here to take Asa somewhere. Beautiful and lots of animals. Asa likes animals?" Asa shakes her head.
"So scared of crocodiles."
"Not a crocodile, but a tiger."
"Tiger?"
Again and again Samuel nodded his head.
"Some will." Nodding head quickly. "Some call mom first!"
When Asa was about to call Ara, Samuel grabbed the phone and put it in his pants pocket.
"Dad let's go, come on!"
Asa glanced at Samuel. The girl shakes her head. "There's no going. If you want to go, you have to call mom first!"
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