Sister To Young Master
102. Hugging Hope

Fictor was wrong.

"Ma, sorry Ola."

Ola nodded in embarrassment and left immediately.

Jebrakk.

The door of the room closed Ola out.

In the space of two years, Fictor was the first time off guard, until he kissed another woman who was not Helen.

So shy.

Fictor's like losing control. The depression that he experienced lately, made him seem dazed and need a woman beside him.

The clock continues to rotate.

"Tok tok." the sound of knocking on the door again.

Afraid if it was Ola, Purwo's son's chin had risen high up.

"Yes in."

It turned out that Ola was the one who came in.

"Ma, I'm sorry sir, I'd like to take the file that Mr. Fictor signed."

Ola's speech was very formal in contrast to before the kiss. Fictor felt proud, Ola turned out to be more wrong. Make Fictor not hard to cover up the embarrassment.

"Tumben calls you frills sir.."

The map is very fast. Hurriedly he took a copy of Fictor's signature file as well.

"She's a loe cepet-cepet? want a BAB?" asked Fictor.

"No sir."

"Eh, I know, you must be the one who teased me until I finally can not control," he asked.

"Sorry sir, there's a guest papa Mr. Fictor, excuse me.!!," Ola disappeared from the door.

Fictor's face paled.

"Papa, what's going on here?."

"You huh? can you not?? you speak softly with your employees." papa Fictor's eyebrows fused fiercely.

"No, Fictor was just joking. Fictor used to call Fictor's secretary like that."

Plaaaakkk.

Fictor's cheeks in a slap.

Om Purwo slapped his son's cheek mercilessly. As if accustomed to it, Fictor was neither surprised nor replying. It became an everyday food.

"If you value employees alone can't, how are you going to take this company forward? huh???."

Om Purwo right in front of Fictor. Both eyes seemed to want to come out, papa Fictor was very angry.

"What have you done for this company? whahuh? huh??," Fictor's collar is pulled forward all by Om Purwo.

"Business stags, debt is everywhere" the grip on Fictor's neck was especially harsh.

"Papa," cried Fictor.

Brakkk...

Fictor's body was pushed and then fell to the table.

"See what you're doing Fictor? our subsidiaries have been identified by the police, how many shares we have recently sold."

"Hoaaaaahhh," Mr. Purwo shouted.

"Sell yourself..!! sell..!! sell..!!! worthless, sell..!!!"

Bruckkk..

Fictor's thighs in the kick.

Plaaq..

The slap on the right cheek feels hot.

The situation in the director's room turned into a sheet. It's cruel that his papa treats Fictor.

"Junk, you are useless..!! look at your sister, overseas never bothers papa. What kind of child are you?? evelyabbb."

All that is thrown is not at all in the pruning. Papa Fictor is very tempramental.

"Your college results? the results of your seminars everywhere what are the results? it even further destroyed the company. Papa warned you, courteous talk, courteous service, all clients, all workers."

Mr. Purwo is really very angry.

Fictor was seen standing again. His left leg was not badly. Jass wearing Fictor, issued a brown envelope "Indonesian Repvblik Police".

The letter was thrown to the table.

Fictor was so heartbroken, his face reddened, his gaze already mixed with water.

Papa Fictor himself, observed the letter.

" A letter from the police?," murmured Mr. Purwo in the heart.

A little pensive also Mr. Purwo saw the brown enveloped letter.

As it turns out, the letter contained the summoning of Fictor to the police in charge of the violations that occurred in establishing subsidiary companies.

Mr. Purwo's eyes read very carefully.

"Now Fictor knows, why is Fictor the papa made as CEO here? because papa is afraid, papa is afraid of being imprisoned, papa who has the heart to make his son as a victim at the police station."

Papa Fictor's eyes are reddened. Hands clenched. Instantly a hand blow instantly floated.

Bugs..

Fictor's chest was struck mercilessly.

"Auuuhhh," Fictor in pain.

"You may think that way of your own father. Durhaka you are Fictor..!! All parents want the best for their children. You alone are stupid, have no achievements, stupid..!! yes you are stupid..!!"

"Like your mama" said Mr. Purwo slowly.

"Yes, because if you're alive, you won't be able to marry me as you are. If this company goes bankrupt, papa will not be able to facilitate papa's favorite children who are abroad billions of dollars every month." Fictor's eyes sayu.

Sttt....

Pak Purwo's views were fierce.

"For your words, do not take your brother with you because of your failure. You should be the one introspecting yourself..!! you have no friends, you have no responsibility, yes it is you.!!."

"But Fictor is not a coward. Fictor will fulfill the police call, even without dragging the parents," Fictor's voice stopped in his throat.

"And Fictor is not a pest" he shouted.

A sudden atmosphere in silence. Mr. Purwo is stunned. A few minutes, papa Fictor refuted again.

"You're the real one, you're the one who's the trash, your sister's abroad studying, she's studying, she's learning." Mr. Purwo as if to convince himself.

"Superfic..!! oye.. Fictor," call the papa.

The man in the armour came out of the room. Kicked leg pain seen in resistant. Ola saw Fictor out of the room.

The echo of Fictor's papa voice calling his son was still heard over and over again but Fictor kept going. That haughty man, made Ola come to mind.

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INTAN MEDIKA HOSPITAL.

Papa Jovi was relieved when he learned of Jovi's condition. Her daughter is past critical condition.

Mama Jovi wanted to tell her husband immediately, but Doctor Nalen was still faithful in the room. Papa Jovi also always nodded in confidence with everything Doctor Nalen said.

Mama Jovi actually knew, in every conversation, there were always some parts that Doctor Nalen subtly disfigured Toni Wijaya's son.

"I don't know how many thanks I have to say to you Naughty Nalen. Thank you very much, if there wasn't you, maybe Jovi would have had worse things."

"Sama-sama Om, it is my duty, and it is the will of God also that I am chosen to accompany Jovi. Yes, although we know, there is also his fiancee, but maybe Mr. Ernest is busy." Doctor Nalen smiles.

"Yes, this time it was the best. It seems they no longer need to continue,"

"Yes.. papa..!! papah, Aqila pup pah, papa anter to the bathroom, mama Jovi diverts.

"Ouh yes mah," papa Jovi moved on.

"I mean om?," Doctor Nalen was confused, he increasingly suspected that Jovi and Ernest's relationship was not good.

"Tan, what did he mean? aaa.. Om, what's best? what's the matter?" Doctor Nalen followed Papa Jovi.

"Hehehe, it's okay Doctor Nalen. That lo, that means no need to continue working in Ernest's office, because it is soon to be married," Mama Jovi smiled.

"Oh so," Doctor Nalen was disappointed.

Luckily, then Doctor Nalen was called by the nurse because he had to practice. Mama Jovi breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, the husband and Aqila came out of the bathroom. While tidying up Aqila's clothes, a big breath was let out by papa Jovi.

"It would be nice if this marriage didn't happen."

"What do you mean? no, it's not good." said Mama Jovi.

"Mama Denger himself, right, how did Ernest treat Jovi? is it because of Jovi's mistakes in the past that Master Ernest still can't accept?."

"Father.don't guess the no-no. We just heard it one-sided. We have not met with Ernest, Jovi also still can not be asked anything? don't be so trusting."

Then papa Jovi fell silent, and then nodded.

"Well, do you believe that Ernest doesn't really care about Jovi? remember lo pah, there must have been nothing before Jovi got injured?."

"Yes, we wait for Jovi to wake up." papa Jovi gave up guessing.

"That's better," mama Jovi nodded.

At that time, until the evening Jovi had not realized. Adhan maghrib reverberated, mama and papa Jovi also took turns to pray.

Aqila with a milk pacifier slapping on the sofa, was watching television. Papa Jovi reads the news on his phone, asking if Jovi is conscious?.

A few minutes later, when papa Jovi and Aqila rest themselves on the sofa. Mama Jovi peeling the fruits, Jovi's whimpering voice began to be heard.

The blue-blue room, the infusion hose, began to see Jovi.

Slowly he began to open his eyes.

Her forehead frowned, Jovi's beautiful eyes blinked a few times. Jovi opened his mouth, calling mamah.

"Mama.."

"Jovi," mama smiled as she turned her head.

"You're sober, honey?."

Jovi's pale lips smiled.

"Mama herself? where's Papa Aqila?."

"That's papa on the couch. Aqila fell asleep maybe, that is," mama Jovi pointed out that Aqila's teat bottle was no longer moving.

Tau Jovi is conscious. Papa Jovi came over.

"You're conscious, son? what's sick?."

"Jovi's head is still dizzy pa."

"Papa call Doctor Nalen again huh?."

"No, no need." Jovi lazy.

"Yes, you don't move much first if that's so" said the papa mewanti.

Jovi's parents are still shrouding his daughter. Mama Jovi is very happy, Jovi is better. He wanted to ask immediately what happened.

"Mr Ernest isn't here, is he? pah?," Jovi saw his papa mama's eyes.

Papa Jovi nodded.

"Yes here earlier," mama Jovi lied. Papa Jovi slightly squinted his eyes. Let by mama Jovi.

"Jovi wants to come home, but Mr. Ernest does not want to" Jovi recalled.

Suddenly Jovi is sad, remembering how Doctor Nalen took Jovi's hand and body from Ernest's lap.

Jovi turns his body away from his father and mother. Those eyes were reddened, wanting to meet Ernest, wanting to apologize. Wanted to atone for Jovi's sins.

"Where to go? you're still sick baby, cook yes, you want to go back to Ernest's house? get married first, if you want to go there," mama Jovi stuck out her tongue to papa Jovi.

"Jovi wants to see Mr. Ernest mah" he asked.

"Jov, don't think about anything else first" Papa Jovi was still inedible by Doctor Nalen.

"So you met Mr Ernest? Mister Ernest really here? where did you meet?" asked Mama Jovi.

"Mr Ernest's way down the aisle of the hospital. Jovi pity mah, his sick leg was kicked by Doctor Nalen, but Mr. Ernest never said the same Jovi," tears flowed.

"Cup, cup, relax..!! when kicked? when you passed out, so they fought?" Mama Jovi rubbed Jovi's shoulder.

"No," Jovi shook his head.

Jovi's crying voice started to get irregular.

"Let's mah, take it first," papa Jovi looks sorry.

The gentle rub of Mama Jovi's hand towards the head of Aqila's sister calmed the atmosphere again. Jovi is haunted, saying the mouth he must have hurt Ernest.

"What did mom say..!! there must be something between them." he whispered.

"Well, you're going to Mr. Toni's house to see Mr. Ernest."

Mama Jovi nodded.

Little by little this problem began to meet a bright spot. Although Jovi has not been able to explain everything, but good news can still be waited.

Geck.. Geck.. Took..

The door is knocked.

Mama Jovi looked towards the door. Who comes after 19:00 p.m. Jovi also heard a knock on the door from the outside.