
Six months later.
Yoshua calculated the amount of money he earned for six months after his meeting with Susan. He hurried to a jewelry store. Weigh by asking a shopkeeper.
"Sir, how many grams is that white-eyed ring?" Yoshua pointed to a ring with beautiful carvings inside the display case.
"This one, Mas?"
Yoshua nodded.
"Four grams, Mas. The gram corresponds to the inscription on each ring."
The shopkeeper explained to the man who seemed to have first bought the ring. He also mentioned the price. Yoshua was wide-eyed at the price. It would take another six months to collect the money if it wanted that four-gram ring.
"I only have this kind of money, Ma'am. Please pick whichever one."
Yoshua offered the money he had collected. The waiter counted the money and looked up at the storefront and picked up an eyeless ring with a smaller gram.
"This, Mas. Or the one inside but the gram is this big."
"It's given to women, yes, ma'am?" ask Yoshua plain. Men often do not know that.
"Worthy, Mas. The origin of the woman does not demand how many grams. Make her boyfriend, huh, Mas?"
Yoshua's face blushed. She was sure Susan wasn't a suitor.
"Yes, Ma'am. I bought that one."
"Good, Mas."
Yoshua brought the ring home. He watches her at home. The first ring he bought for a girl.
"Susan, this is my gift ring."
"Sue, I love you, haha!"
Yoshua lay down while practicing how to give to Susan. Sometimes laughing because he realized his absurdity. In the room he said it well. However, in front of Susan, all of those words would be broken.
Ms. Anna brought her ears closer to the door and put on a smile hearing Yoshua's voice inside.
***
"Susan!"
The girl looked. He just closed the door to his room. Transferring duties to a private hospital with adequate facilities.
His face was flat when he saw who was coming. Didn't expect the man to know that he had worked at this hospital.
"Why, sir the manager of the company number one hundred—"
"... eight!" dion was proud the girl called him manager.
"Wherever you move, I'll know, and I'll easily find your room!"
Susan clucking. He folded his hands and shook his head.
"Lho, why are you following me, anyway?" ask Susan. He was very upset to remember about the beating that happened at the stall that time. Think Susan would forget? Sure didn't.
"Mc ... My mother was sick and she asked that you treat her. Please, Susan. He delirious of your name ... He doesn't want to be treated by any doctor. She just said Susan's doctor my son-in-law ...."
Susan wide. Actually he's very lazy, but a doctor shouldn't ignore a patient. The thought clashed in his head.
"Please, Susan."
Dion's face was pinched. She was expecting Susan to grant her request.
Susan thought for a moment. Finally he nodded his head.
"All right."
Dion smirked happily. He also took Susan to his home.
"I have a motorbike" Susan said as Dion opened the door.
Dion frowned, deciding to budge instead of Susan not following him.
"Follow my car" Dion asked.
"Yes!" susan Sahut.
***
"This is right, sir? This address?"
Yoshua again showed the taxi driver a piece of paper.
"Yes, Mas. That front is his house?"
Yoshua gawked at it. He swallowed his saliva which instantly dried up. He got down slowly and did not realize that the taxi had left him alone in front of the security guard post.
"Sir, is that really Mr Anton's house? Doctor Susan?" yoshua asked carefully at the security guard.
"Yes, who are you? Can you show me the card?"
"Card? What card, sir?"
Yoshua was confused. He did not know the procedure of entering the elite area.
"Postcard. If visiting, the new rules should show the digital card of the homeowner."
Yoshua felt weak. Clang with resignation.
"Nothing, sir."
"Please get out of here. I'm sorry we couldn't accept a guest who couldn't show a guest card."
"alright, Sir. Thanks ...." Yoshua turned around limply. She had gathered the courage to give Susan a ring by going to her house, but it wasn't as easy as she had imagined. To enter the gate of his house was not as easy as turning the palm of his hand.
"Wait, Mom! You can fill out the guest book list as per your identity."
Yoshua turned around again. He was determined to fill the book. While filling the book, Key's car passes through the front and the security guard opens the portal.
"That's Miss Susan's sister. Mr. Key," said the security guard.
"Please, let me talk to him, just for a second!" yoshua shouted from the security guard post.
The security guard did not answer, Yoshua had run to the slowly entering car.
"Master! Master Key! Wait!" Gathering his courage, Yoshua pursues the car.
Felix lowered the windshield and stared intently at Yoshua.
"Master Key," said Yoshua choked to see Felix's ferociousness.
"I'm Yoshua. I'd like to meet Susan, your sister. Let me just go see him for a minute to say something. I'm not dangerous. You can check on me first."
Yoshua bowed politely to Felix who had been staring intently at the young man from behind the wheel out of the car standing in front of Yoshua.
"Unfortunately, I'm not Mr. Key" he said.
Yoshua raised his body quickly, realizing his mistake.
"I'm Mr. Key's assistant. But if you want to see Miss Susan, Miss Susan hasn't come home yet."
Yoshua forgot her embarrassment when she heard Susan had not come home that evening. He had even been to the hospital earlier and had not found Susan in an ordinary place.
"Not home yet?" yoshua asked widened his eyes.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Sir assistant, I'll look for him!"
"Eh ..." Yoshua ran so fast that Felix couldn't stop him.
"Turn around, Felix! We're looking for Susan."
Key got Felix out of his car. Felix obeyed and turned the car around. The figure of Yoshua was no longer in front.
Yoshua patted the back of an ojekman man he met at the end of the alley.
"Sir, take me to the private hospital on X Street, yes!"
"Ready, Mas!"
Ojek drove to the hospital meant by Yoshua. While the car is still running slowly between several cars that line the streets.
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