Mas Harsa's
Sehat Sejahtera Clinic

Seolla has cynical lyrics towards Harsa. "Why not get caught?"

Very observant were both eyes Seolla until she could see who else contact Harsa.

"A-I refuse this." bales Harsa flutter that immediately turned down the phone from Monica.

Seolla snort sebel.

"Save"

"That's what you said you wouldn't bother you again?" sela Seolla.

"I don't know either, deck. But really from yesterday Monica did not connect me at all, just this time really." Harsa obviously used a frustrated face.

Seolla just put a flat face ogah bales Harsa's speech.

A few moments later Monica again contact HP Harsa again which makes Harsa shocked when looking at her HP screen.

"No!" again Seolla felt the sprain.

"I matainin his HP so he can not contact me again" said Harsa resigned.

He was actually tired of being mistaken for the same mulu Seolla, even though Harsa 'kan not really anything to do with Monica, establish a relationship behind Seolla also not.

This is purely a misunderstanding!

"Here!" Seolla has sodorin hand he made to ask HP Harsa. "Let me lift up, all of you want to know he wants what!"

"Udah, deck.. From the storm mas matain only HPnya."

"What the hell? Are you afraid of being discovered?" accuse Seolla for no reason.

"What knowledge? Mas people don't say anything." bales Harsa.

"Yes if that's up! I want to hear him say what until you keep calling you."

"So, deck! No need, no matter what you have you will misunderstand again." reject Harsa.

"You don't pick up right now I'm going to misunderstand you again." - Bales Seolla.

It's hard this way.. In the end Harsa chose to give up.

"Yes yes." said Harsa resigned.

"Loudspeaker active'in!" seolla Pinta.

"Yes.." Harsa picked up a phone from Monica.

"Hello.."

"Hello.." There was a voice across there but not Monica but a male voice.

Harsa who feels surprised try to check the phone screen once again and really that's the HP Monica number.

"Who is this? Where does the person's HP go?" ask Harsa.

Harsa is still trying to think positively. Once upon a time HP Monica fell somewhere and then met with this person. Could it, right?

"Oh yes.. This is Andreas, one of the nurses who works at Sehat Sejahtera Clinic. Want to tell you that the one with the cell phone is currently at our clinic." the man gave an explanation.

"Yes, continues? Why, mas? How can I go to the clinic." asked Harsa, the feeling he was not good.

"The one with this phone passed out at the minimarket, sir."

"Huh?! How are you going now?" Harsa panicked first.

"Sir is calm first.. This is the patient we treated and he is fine too. We were just trying to provide information because the patient had no identity at all when he was brought here. We tried to check his phone and the last message he sent was to the father's number so the Clinic took the initiative to contact the father to convey this news."

"The Prosperous Healthy Clinic, right?" Harsa tried to ask once again, afraid he was wrong earlier.

"Yes, right.."

"I will follow soon there, while please take care of the patient until I come" said Harsa hurriedly.

"Good, dad.."

The phone connection ended after that, Harsa wanted to immediately play unplug, forgetting that Seolla was still there.

"Yuk, deck! You follow me!"

"Relieve it!"

"Save"

"You want to go, just go! Don't bring me everything!"

"Let's not misunderstand, deck!"

"Udah misunderstood! It seems clear from your expression that you actually still have something with this Monica! I'm going there, I want to go home."

"She, I'm like this because I don't want to be someone who deserves nuts to forget the skin. Try to shadow if you are in my position, he used to make me rise from the slump. Now it's her turn to fall.. He's here just to know me, deck! Was I in time? Close your eyes as if you saw nothing. That's his mean name, deck.."

In the end, though still feel seolla seselin tetep follow Harsa. Not because he cares about Monica, he was forced to come because he did not want Monica to be messy if again there is no Seolla around Harsa.

Ntar tuh people even blabbed!

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📍 Sehat Sejahtera Clinic..

Seolla was left alone with Monica who again fell asleep with her back to Seolla there.

Monica looks at Seolla's face.

While Harsa he was again called a doctor to explain the problem of Monica's condition also take care of administrative problems.

There were about twenty minutes and Harsa just returned there.

"Sir.."

"Where, mas? Need hospitalization not him?" Seolla shows Monica with her chin.

Seolla did not know what had made Harsa so sluggish, she even answered Seolla's question using a slow ring doang.

"What did the doctor say, mas?" ask Seolla curiously.

"Short, deck. Mas kudu asked directly to Monica about this matter." replied Harsa.

Seolla nodded her head, she gave way for Harsa to walk to the patient bed where Monica fell there.

"He slept, deck?" ask Harsa.

"No." replied Seolla, because no, he saw Monica was even crying again.

"Mo, I'd like to say something to you. You face me for a moment, here.." take Harsa.

Monica immediately receded, she turned back to her body and continued to take a sitting position on the bed. Harsa and Seolla can see Monica's face as it wears out.

"Why haven't you been honest with me from the start? If it turns out you are pregnant." asked Harsa using alus tone.

Seolla is shocked by Harsa's question.

"Pregnant? Whose son, mas? Not your son, is he?" ask Seolla ngawur.

Harsa can only breathe trying to be patient.

"Sir, please.. Don't fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' y'all! The doctor said Monica's gynecologist was almost three months old. I just met him two weeks ago. So how's the story you think it's my son?"

"Yes sorry.. That was reflex, mas.. Lately you've always made me su'udzon mulu." bales Seolla.

Harsa has returned to Monica again. "Gue will give you the cost to return to the Maldives."

"Gue don't want to!" Monica looked at Harsa with an angry expression.

"That's Johan's son, isn't it? She deserves to know if you're pregnant with her child. Here, for me Johan's HP number, if you don't want to go home let him just pick you up here." bales Harsa.

"Once not!" sent Monica, she was crying again there.

'What kind of situation is this?' seolla felt uncomfortable.

"Go from here! Stay on my own! I don't need you, Maung!" expel Monica.

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