
when he knew the heir was in a coma because of the actions of the son of antoniu drack.mattew clap his hands with anger.
antoniu drack's face immediately appeared in his memory.The face of the man who used to be his son's best friend who he strongly believed.but now all his much changed.
he flew directly to Indonesia with his private plane.
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in the residence rizal mattew rose looks sound asleep and dreaming.
"mama..kak mercy where are you?"radit was confused in the darkness where there was not the slightest light.
"radit his way here come with me"he vaguely heard riky's voice from behind.he turned his head."ayo come with me"riky reached out her hand.
"no you're dead, mama.I don't want to be here" Radit shouted in his panic.
"radit come here son" he saw the figure of Mr. Rizal again."papa"his thesis."no I can't die, I don't want to die, mama.
that's where the rose awakens."radit.."he screamed hysterically."istigfar rose, you nightmare" said siti approaching her.
rose opened her eyes with an irregular breath.and she still clasped her husband's hand tightly.Near her there is also a gibran who stares at her with sadness.
"mama's having a nightmare?"gibran asked innocently.The roses were getting rosy, the dream was really scaring her.
"wake up radit, you mustn't leave me"he looked groaning right.
"radit nothing roses, you hrs calm"persuade the siti with pity."I'm afraid of the siti"his cunning groan.
"radit should I bring it today as well"sounds mattew talking in the living room.pellies of roses peeking with gibran.
"that's radit's grandfather" the siti explained."but here radit is also well taken care of" Anis' mother looks interrupted."the Italian hospital is better" Mattew said.
" but I don't want mattew's heir wiped out" he added.Suddenly roses and gibran appeared.
"who are they?"mattew turned on his second."son and wife radit" replied ma anis pula.raut Mattew's face changed and suddenly he laughed which made the rose nervous.
"honor son" she said on gibran.krna this is the first time they met with mattew.
"good morning gran pa"tell me a little bent gibaran."good morning gran son"balas mattew anyway.
"what is your name?"mattew added."gibran my name is gibran airlangga mattew"balsnya.
"wow!"mattew looks sparkling."and.."he turns on the rose."it is my mater" replied gibran quickly.
"hello gran pa, my name is rose"he said saluted anyway.he was really moved by his son.gibran can fluently use the language outside must he still be 5 years.Smiling mattew more satisfied.
"okey, I'm not going to hold radit in Italy because I know he has a family here, but let me take him and heal him" he said.
"and you grace you'll come to Italy with your mother" she continued to turn to the man she knew was Rizal's adopted son and anis.
"yes granpa"rely grace obediently.he did not want to lose this opportunity so that Mattew could accept his as a grandson.
"so..you want to come with my little prince?"he continued squatting in front of gibran, a boy who remembered him on the face of radit when he was a child.
"no gran pa I'll be here to accompany mama"he replied in a jolt.
"good,very good"mattew ruffled his head with a smile.after which he turned back to the rose and smiled again.
he still does not believe that his granddaughter will marry an Indonesian girl, ever since when the man's taste changed.
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