Mr. Amnesia's Wife
The angel?
"Da, the family of Mr. Amar will come here" said Sang Om while drawing a pattern for his new project. "For what?" ask Aida, who is reading her favorite book.
Aida is a cheerful girl. He's a midwifery graduate, but he's not working right now. In the area, it is still so thick with insider games in every job application. If there is no insider, then there will be a money game to obtain a position for just a contract employee.
"If you want to marry Amrul, you can be an employee. Mr. Amar is willing, to finance you to become a PNS, Da. That's fine."
"Aida doesn't want to. Aida does not love Amrul. Whahuh? A spoiled man who only depends on his father's possessions. Males." Aida pursed her lips. He closed the book, and went away from where he and his grandmother were.
"Where are you? Don't be on the beach, the water's on the tide." The Om warned. "Pair yes biarin. Just meet the handsome prince richly, later."
"Omongan kok ngawur, Da, Da." the Om shook his head, staring at the behavior that was still like a child. Ambush, and never want to be arranged for the good of himself. But that's Aida, always had principles in her life.
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"Udah said, do not want to be fooled. Especially with Amrul. Oh, my God, what am I gonna be. Instead of being blessed, even I will throw the panting to support him." grumbled Aida, who sat on the rocks on the beach.
Mr. Amar was one of the wealthy businessmen in the small town. His son, Amrul, was his favorite son. A child, you could say. Whatever he wants, he will always be followed by his father.
"Da! Why daydream?" Mei, Aida's closest friend. He was the one who understood Aida's current state the most.
"I escaped. He said, Amrul wants to propose to me. Very males." he lamented.
"Say he wants to be a PNS. Yeah, that's the fastest way. At a minimum, you become honorary after this." said Mei, who sat next to him.
"Your mouth, just like Om Edo. Anything, it has to be PNS. Kayak, there is no other work." Aida.
Aida listened, but her gaze was troubled by something. Like a human figure, who was stranded weakly on the beach. Close to where he sits.
" May, May look at that, May." Aida patted Mei's shoulder firmly, while pointing towards the man.
"What the hell, Ai. Nabokin, why? Strange.." said Mei, while looking in the direction Aida pointed. "Aaaaaarrrrghh! Mayaaat!" pekik Mei, who had seen the figure. Aida immediately smothered Mei's mouth, to be quiet and not scream anymore.
"Dieeem! Let's see first, what's alive. That Abis, we'll help." take Aida to him.
"Atuuut," Mei clasped Aida's hand tightly, and did not want to escape from her clutches.
Aida flinched She kept getting closer, with Mei unwilling to escape. "Cowok, May. Wounds, and cold." Aida began checking everything, ascertaining whether the man was still alive, or had died of hypothermia.
"Still alive. But his pulse is weak. On his body, a lot of bruises." Aida ventured out, opening the white shirt that the man was wearing.
"May, take him to the hospital, yuk. He, must get immediate help. Call angkot."
"Yeah, Ai." Mei immediately ran, obeying everything Aida wanted.
"Hartono? What was his initial name? The identification faded, and there was no other identity. Only, the wet paper began to crumble. How long is it in the water?" Aida looked at the man closely. And it seemed, the man slowly opened his eyes.
"Angel?" he said, then fainted again.