Standard Effect's
Suspicions
A peaceful romantic atmosphere surrounds the two lovebirds, Arthem and Yara enjoy their coffee in the bright moon in the coffee shop garden area. Without feeling it was 8 pm, inevitably Yara and Arthem also returned to the hospital.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Yara felt something strange about the two people inside the ward. Dhandeli and Draga looked to give a sharp and scaly look to Yara and Arthem, making Yara misbehave but Arthem was still acting ordinary.
"For two more hours in the cafe but none of you brought food, it's outrageous." Dhandeli protested to the couple.
"You also really don't care about us at all, when there's just been an uninvited guest." Draga stared at Yara meaningfully and was understood by Yara.
"Do you want him here? My father and I kept this incident a secret, how did he know?" Yara frowned thinking for a moment and then she threw a glance at Draga, and it seemed like Draga understood what was on Yara's mind.
"We have to be careful from now on including Dhandeli and Arthem." Yara looked at Arthem meaningfully.
"What's wrong? does it have anything to do with the stabbing of that rancid boy?" Arthem glanced at Draga and was met with a murderous gaze by him.
"That seems very clear, first of all, about this stabbing, I've shut down and cleaned up everything so that no outsiders including the police, secondly, this incident knows only us and my father, I made sure I couldn't tell you about this, even your name I've kept secret, and thirdly, why would he be here if it wasn't for your condition." Yara explained the analysis from her point of view.
"Miss, good thing you turned it down." Cats Arthem.
"What does that mean?" Yara and Draga compactly asked and stared alternately at Dhandeli and Arthem.
"That's Greece. I. I was betrothed to him but he immediately said he disagreed and so did I." The two people fell silent while still staring at Dhandeli.
"So what is meant by a silly excuse by Yunan is?" Draga awaits Dhandeli's reply.
"I-I told her that I wanted to find the person who loved me for who I was." Dhan spoke in a flat tone and a bit of sadness made the three humans in front of him crisp for a moment.
"In that case, you should correct your attitude and words, do not use words or sentences that are too vulgar." Draga advised casually but as a result, he instead got the killing gazes of two people standing side by side.
"Correct attitude?" Yara asked with probing eyes.
"Vulgar words and words?" Arthem came forward asking with a demanding aura.
Drag racing when stared at by two people in front of him.
"What do you mean by that look of yours? I mean, I don't mean like you guys think, my God. Your brains are too mature." Draga became unusually nervous and eventually lay down and pulled up the blanket.
"Dhan, what did you say to Draga until he thought that?" Yara switched to Dhandeli.
"I'm talking about first kiss." Dhandeli replied with a bit of hesitation and awkwardness.
"What?!" Yara and Arthem.
"Is it wrong to talk like that? it's also because he accused me of a play girl so I didn't realize I had never kissed, it sucks!" Dhandeli sulked and sat in the corner of the sofa bed.
"There's actually another woman who's more embarrassing." Draga spoke from inside the blanket.
"Yes! shut up!" Yara turned to look at Draga who was lying down with a blanket wrapped up to her head.
Arthem who did not understand what the two people were suddenly discussing only frowned while staring at them alternately.
"What does he mean Yara?" Arthem's face looked grim with a cold look towards Yara.
"Later to tell you, this stupid guy just wanted to talk, I was drunk anyway, so my words were unclear." Yara forced her smile very awkwardly, making Arthem even more suspicious.
"Let's go home Art, tomorrow I have to work." Dhandeli without saying goodbye with Yara and Draga immediately stepped out of the room with a gloomy face.
"You owe me an explanation, Yara." Arthem seemed to be very curious about what Draga had said earlier, even more so about Yara.
Arthem rushed after Dhan who had walked far enough to the parking lot.
"Basar you! Draga...how do I explain that it's just a prank?" Yara pinched her forehead in frustration but Draga smiled triumphantly.
***
At the Yunan house, he was doing some of his office work in the room. His activities stopped when someone knocked on the door and that person had indeed been waiting for him since.
"What's the situation?" Yunan asked still by checking some documents on his desk.
"Yara has returned to the hospital after drinking in the coffee shop and Mr. Sein seems to have started acting, there are some assets that are starting to shift and change hands fictitiously." Obviously the informant.
"Then about Draga has there been a result?" Yunan turned his gaze towards the informant to know more clearly what the informant was going to convey.
"Sports had an accident about 15 years ago, he had permanent memory loss, and his parents were a noble who died in the accident."
The informant's answer is enough to make Yunan satisfied for now, he also asked the informer to keep watching and investigate every movement and the past Draga.
"All of you, little by little, will be revealed, baby, you don't remember anything, making it all less challenging and less fun." Yunan spoke to herself while arranging a picture frame.
***
In the treatment room Draga, Yara seemed to go back and forth not because it made Draga dizzy and could not rest because Yara's movements were clearly heard in his ears.
"Yes, you know I'm OCD, but why are you doing that, moving continuously, to and fro, makes me so very, very uncomfortable." Draga finally woke up from a failed sleep.
"I'm worried that something big is going to happen, for now I'm moving slowly, but about your life added Dhandeli, it's going to get complicated." Yara finally sat on the sofa bed and sipped a bottle of mineral water.
"She also seems to be investigating me, I think my disguise will soon be exposed." Draga let out a long sigh and closed his eyes in tremendous anxiety.
"Do you like that girl?" Yara asks about Draga's feelings for Dhandeli.
"I think so, because she's the only girl I can touch without anxiety and disgust, she's special in my eyes." Draga was honest with his feelings for Dhandeli, making Yara exhale violently.
"That means my job is increasing, so is my salary?" Yara smiled meaningfully towards Draga.
"Arthem is so sorry to meet such a horrible, martialistic woman like you." Draga sneered at Yara, making her get a couch cushion landing right on her face.