
Her full name is Sofia Anastasia Tholense. From the surname embedded behind his name, it is certain he is a Noni.
His great-grandmother was both a company that came all the way from the Netherlands to Indonesia.
(Compagnie: company: the arrival of the East Indies trading company or Vereenigde Oostindie Compagnie (VOC))
In short, they had children until the birth of Sofia. A Noni born in Batavia. His father was a pair of the largest textile entrepreneurs in Bandung. Violin Place takes materials for Barbara Brand products.
A beautiful white woman tends to be pale, with brownish-golden shoulder-length curls. His eyes are blue.
His height is 170 cm, with a small body, a small chest and a small bok*ng.
If made a mannequin, it will look like a Barbie doll. Small, slim and also strong.
He was helpless in the hospital bed. His whole body was full of bruises. His pale skin added to his increasingly visible wound. It's been two hours Sofia's been asleep like that. He just got transferred to the ward.
Vio and Pamela looked at him. Finally what they were afraid of actually happened today.
"When he's acting like he always is, I should understand he's not doing well." Pamela Mumbled.
Violin looked at Sofia. "Last time I met at the cafe, he dandan rather menor, I think bruise it already exists."
"I can't wait, if I'm five minutes late..." Pamela did not continue her words. His mouth suddenly shriveled and the clear feather came back down without excuse.
Violin hugged Pamela's shoulder.
"Where is he now?" Violin asks where Daniel is.
"Well, when Surti called, I immediately called Mas Angga." Pamela sighed, heavy.
Angga is Pamela's older sister, she works in the police force.
A year ago, Pamela secretly gave her phone number to Sofi's domestic assistant. His number and Vio, so that if something like this happens again, they can contact one of them.
A year ago, Daniel was also knowingly rude to Sofia. Just because Sofia is tired and refuses to have sex with her husband and wife, Daniel strangles Sofia's neck and hits her chest until two of her left ribs are fractured.
I don't know what was in Daniel's brain, shamelessly crying and begging for forgiveness from Sofia.
Sofia had already reported Daniel's actions, until the time Daniel was named a suspect, abruptly and surprisingly Sofia retracted her report and forgave Daniel for his actions.
Pam and Vio suspect Sofia is being threatened. Given Daniel's temperament and self-knowledge.
But Sofia assures them that she is fine. He even admitted that a little bit of Daniel was rude because of his mistakes as well. Daniel also said he wanted to change. He regretted his actions.
Vio and Pamela were disappointed by the peaceful path chosen by Sofi. As hard as they convince Sofi that the KDRT perpetrators are difficult to change, Sofia remains on her decision. Back to Daniel. So, what do you want to say? That was his decision.
"Basic fool!" Pam Umpat. "If you'd terrorize me." He breathed in deep.
Poor sophia. Dumped his parents for the sake of choosing in the breng sek Daniel. Luckily Sofia is beautiful, she is a beauty Vlogger whose number of viewers can support and fulfill Daniel's lifestyle.
Inexhaustible, what exactly makes Sofia so persistent defend Daniel. An unemployed man who can only morotin his wife. Hobbies foya-foya, dugem and drunk. Countless possessions that he had mortgaged and ended Sofia who took care of it.
Love is blind, but what Sofi does is stupid.
Vio and Pam are the first to support Sofi's parents who disapprove of her relationship with Daniel. That's what keeps Sofi and Violin's parents on good terms.
The ward's door was knocked. A doctor and nurse come in to check on Sofia's condition. The doctor bowed his body slightly to greet Violin. Violin smiled back in a friendly smile.
"Patients only sedated gnats can rest. Her external injuries are severe. It is estimated that the perpetrator had hit the patient's heartburn which caused shortness of breath and then fainted. I hope his vital organs are okay. We're still waiting for the X-ray." Obviously the doctor.
Then Rob went into the ward with a plastic bag with the logo of a mini market.
"Oh, sorry... I'll get out first." Rob said staring unkindly at the doctor who was examining Sofia.
"Wait for Prof, I'm done. I thought you were home." The doctor was seen holding Rob.
"I still have a little business here, Doc." Reply Rob is no less friendly.
"Well then, excuse me." Pamit doctor, he looks bowed slightly before Rob before passing. He looks so good in front of Rob.
Rob thanked him and walked the doctor to the door.
A second later Rob came back in, he walked towards the waiting sofa.
Putting his plastic pack on the table, Rob glanced at Violin with a puff. The woman had already folded her hands in front of her chest and was looking at Rob with a probing look.
Pamela looked at the two people in turn. The heat around him instantly radiated.
Before everything turns chaotic and ends up misunderstood, Rob pulls Violin's hand out of the ward.
"Follow me." Rob let go of his handrails after closing the ward door.
He kept his distance from Violin so that there was no misunderstanding if other hospital employees saw him holding the hand of the hospital owner's daughter.
Of course all the employees here must know Violin whose face often appears in the infotainment of the capital artist.
With a frown, Violin followed behind Rob, down the corridor and turned into the elevator towards the seventh floor.
Violin just shut up. Making Rob misbehave, he once stole a glance at her.
Rob invites Violin into a room.
There was nothing special about that room. Like any other work space. Wide enough for the size of the workspace that should be used for two rooms.
Wah waahh, his father's tumbens are less efficient in allocating money.
Violin observed the room. Fragrant vanilla musk so fresh tickled his nose. Until his eyes fell on the desk.
It says Rob's name there. Complete with printouts.
Profs. DR. Dr. Robert Thomas, Sp.BTKV
Violin squinted her eyes, "Rob, explain how can you work here without my knowledge!?" His voice was thin and threatening.
Rob scratched his head that was not itching.
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