My secretary the Old Virgin
18. Go To Singapore.

Nessa is in Fikri's room, and suddenly the intercom on her desk reads. Sayup-sayup was heard all the way to Fikri's room.

“Pak, I want to lift intercom first,” said Nessa.

“Iya,” replied Fikri while focusing on the document in front of him.

Nessa walked out of Fikri's room to her desk. Shortly thereafter Nessa returned to Fikri's room in a hurry.

“Pak, phone from Mrs Lee line one. Important!” Nessa.

Fikri answered a call from Mrs. Lee's. Nessa came out of Fikri's room back to her desk. Dina from HRD came over to Nessa.

“Teh Nessa, the document has been signed is not the same Mr Fikri?” ask Dina.

“Not yet, Mr. Fikri again there is an important phone from Singapore,” replied Nessa.

“Later if signed tell me, yes!” said Dina.

“Iya,” replied Nessa.

Lama also talked to Mrs Lee. Shortly after, Fikri came out of his room.

“Nes, please find a ticket to Singapore as soon as possible!” fikri.

“Good, Sir,” replied Nessa.

Fikri went back into his room, but he came out of his room again.

“You have a passport, no?” ask Fikri.

“Have, Sir,” replied Nessa.

“Still apply?” ask Fikri.

“Still, Sir,” replied Nessa.

“Then you come with me to Singapore. Mr. Lee got into the hospital,” Fikri said.

“Good, Sir,” replied Nessa.

***

Mr. Taufik watched his son who was eating. It was before dinner that Fikri memberithu said that tomorrow he would go to Singapore for a few days.

Did he go to Singapore to see his adoptive parents? Ask Mr. Taufik in your heart.

Mr. Taufik recalled a few days ago that Prima told him about Fikri's relationship with the Singaporean master. Prima said that the businessman made Fikri his adopted son. At first he did not believe what Prima said, it must be just a joke Fikri told Prima. Indeed Fikri already considers Prima like her own brother. It's natural that they're joking. But he was curious too, finally he told Prima to investigate. And the result was the same as what Fikri told Prima. A Singaporean businessman named Mr. Lee no longer had children. His son died ten years ago in an accident. Mr. Lee has adopted children in Indonesia. But his identity is hidden, because Mr. Lee does not want his family to disturb his adopted son who will be the heir to his fortune.

This child is always throwing a tantrum and making dizzy parents. But on the other hand there are a couple who consider him a sweet child, even they raised him as a child. And they also pinned great hopes on this child. It is really hard to understand, Mr. Taufik said in his heart.

After he finished eating, Mr. Taufik entered his study. He is waiting for news from Prima. When Fikri said he was going to Singapore, Mr. Taufik sent a message to Prima. He asked Prima to find out what happened in Singapore.

Suddenly I heard an incoming call. Mr. Taufik answered the call.

“Yes, Prim. What did you get?” ask Mr. Taufik.

“Mr. Lee is sick. He was treated at the ME hospital,” answered Prima.

“What pain is he?” ask Mr. Taufik.

“According to the information I got Mr. Lee is sick from exhaustion,” answered Prima.

“OK, thanks for the information,” said Mr. Taufik.

Mr. Taufik ended his talk.

“Just aching tiredness alone until calling Fikri. You spoiled old man,” said Mr. Taufik with annoyance.

***

Early in the morning Fikri and Nessa were at Soekarno Hatta Airport. They had to take a plane from Jakarta. Because in Bandung there are no planes heading to Singapore. They boarded the plane early in the morning and just arrived in Singapore. I had to transit in Kuala Lumpur.

Arriving at Fikri airport and Nessa is picked up by Mr. driver. Lee's. They went straight to the hospital.

Fikri opened the door to Mr.'s inpatient room. Lee's. See who's coming Mrs. Lee was delighted.

“My son,” exclaim Mrs Lee with joy.

Fikri and Nessa approach Mrs. Lee's. Mrs Lee immediately hugged Fikri.

“My son, how are you?” greet Mrs. Lee's.

“Good, Mom,” replied Fikri.

“You called me ‘Mbu’?” ask Mrs. Lee did not believe.

“Iya, Mom,” replied Fikri.

“William, our son calls me ‘Ibu’,” Mrs said. Lee's.

Then Mrs. Lee turned to Nessa.

“How are you, Nessa?” Mrs. Lee hugged Nessa.

“Good, Mrs. Lee,” replied Nessa.

Fikri approached Mr. Lee's.

“Dad,” Fikri hugged Mr. Lee was sitting on the bed.

“How are you doing?” asked Mr. Lee while patting Fikri on the shoulder.

“Good, Dad,” replied Fikri.

Fikri let go of her embrace.

“What's sick dad?” ask Fikri worried.

“Daddy is just exhausted,” replied Mr. Lee's.

“It's time for your father to rest. You have to replace your father,” Mrs said. Lee's.

“Im sorry Fikri, Mom. Fikri can't replace Dad. Fikri still has to take care of Fikri company. Not to mention hotels in Bali must continue to monitor Fikri,” replied Fikri.

Mrs. Lee was disappointed with Fikri's reply.

“But Fikri promised, Fikri took the time to visit Father and Mother,” Fikri said.

“Really?” ask Mrs. Lee's.

“Of course, Mom,” replied Fikri.

“Nessa, you're on Fikri's schedule. He should visit us often,” Mrs said. Lee's.

“Good, Mrs. Lee,” replied Nessa.

Suddenly the door of the room opened a middle-aged man dressed as a doctor entered the room.

“Good day,” greet the man.

“Siang, Doc,” replied Mr and Mrs Lee.

“Wah, it looks like there are guests,” said the doctor.

“Iya, Doc. Our son who lives in Indonesia came to visit,” replied Mr. Lee's.

“Oh, which is where Mr's son. Lee?” ask doctor.

“I, Doc,” replied Fikri.

“And this is your son-in-law?” ask the doctor pointing to Nessa.

“Not, Doc. He's my son's secretary,” replied Mrr. Lee's.

“Oh, I think he's your son-in-law,” the doctor said.

“How are you, now? No complaints?” ask doctor.

“Nothing, Doc,” replied Mr. Lee's.

“I check first,” says doctor.

The doctor examined Mr. Lee's.

“Good, nothing to worry about. You can already go home now,” said the doctor.

“Thank you, Doctor,” said Mrs. Lee's.

“But you have to remember, you have to rest a lot. Don't get tired!” doctor says.

“Good, Doc,” replied Mr. Lee's.

After the doctor allowed Mr. Lee's home, Mrs. Lee tidied up all the belongings assisted by Nessa. Fikri takes care of the hospital payments. After Fikri paid the hospital bills. They brought Mr. Lee went home.

Arriving at home, Fikri leads Mr. Lee went to his room. Fikri helped Mr. Lee got on his bed. Fikri enveloped his father.

“Sit here. I want to talk to you,” said Mr. Lee's.

Fikri sat on the side of the bed.

“How about our hotel?” ask Mr. Lee's.

Fikri told all of them to Mr. Lee's.

“Thank God that you have overcome everything,” said Mr. Lee's.