THE BEFORE WE DONE
Help Ayla

Ayla left for town B by train, while her team had left the day before in an office car.

At the train station, Ayla is picked up by her team who have arrived first.

"Miss, want to go straight to the hotel or want to see the location first?" Ask Tyas.

"We review the location first yes, then meet EO partners here to make sure all the preparations are mature."

Tyas nodded.

"Don, did you set up a meeting with an EO partner today?" Ayla asked Doni, one of her employees, when she was in the car

"Miss, it's all okay." Doni answered while driving the car.

Ayla reviews the location accompanied by Tyas and Doni.

"Miss is the photographer of our EO partner, Mas Fathir." Tyas introduces Ayla to a photographer.

They shake hands and introduce themselves.

"Ayla."

"Fathirs."

"Please cooperate with him." Ayla.

"Yes, you're the same."

"Don't call me mbak, call me Ayla, it looks like you're older than me." Ayla said interspersed with a small laugh.

Fathir laughed, "That means my face is extravagant, even though I am still twenty-eight years old and not married."

"Is this a notice?" Ayla laughed back.

"Maybe an announcement, Miss, let Miss be the wife of Mas Fathir." Chirp Tyas.

Ayla glared at Tyas, "Hust Yas, we're working, not talking about a mate." Ayla.

Tyas just grinned, "Yes already Miss, I went there first yes, want more coordination with Doni."

Ayla nodded, and Tyas left Ayla with Fathir.

Ayla and Fathir talked about the concept for a long time, making them familiar.

"So can you go to J and drop by your office?" Fathir asked after they finished talking about work.

"Yes.. May be, my office is open to the public." Answer Ayla relax.

"You stopped by for personal business, okay?" Tanya Fathir teases.

"Ishh what the hell Mas, Koq so there talk."

Fathir laughed, "You're funny in baper." Fatrir laughed, while Ayla simply shook her head.

They finally ended the talk show, Fathir also had to review other locations for the next project, while Ayla returned to the hotel by taxi, because her team had not finished coordinating with EO partners.

"Miss won't stray, will he?" Ask Doni, "Do I want to take you first." Bargainly.

"Don't Don, the other kasian is still coordinating, just take a taxi where it might be rough." The answer.

"Then be careful Miss."

After getting off the Taxi, Ayla stopped by the mini market across the hotel to buy a light snack, it has become a habit of Ayla every night before going to bed to eat a snack, but it does not make Ayla's posture change, Ayla still has an ideal weight at the age of twenty-five years.

When he wanted to cross to the hotel, suddenly a car drove quickly from the corner, Ayla did not have time to avoid because the incident was very fast.

Brakkk..

Ayla's body was slammed on the asphalt, her head hit the pavement, the rider instead of stopping and instead fled.

Ayla was hit and ran.

Suddenly it made people huddle, some trying to stop a passing car and take it to a nearby hospital.

Ayla was rushed to the Emergency Installation for help.

"Let's open the phone, maybe the hit-and-run victim's patient, Ayla Putri called her family last call." Nurse in administration.

"Can't, this is his phone using a password pattern." Answer the fellow nurse.

Unbeknownst to them, Regan's figure who was checking some files at the administration heard their conversation.

"Ayla Princess." Regan muttered. Regan immediately approached the two sisters.

"Sus, what's the name of the hit-and-run victim on the IGD?" Ask Regan to make sure.

"Ayla Putri dok, on her identity card her name is Ayla Putri and is located in J City."

"Let's see the ID."

Sister gave Ayla KTP, and how surprised Regan when reading Ayla's name and birth date according to Ayla who Regan knows, especially the photo in the ID card was indeed a photo of Ayla.

"Ayla." Muttered Regan who was still shocked and was smitten by the two sisters.

"Doctor Regan knows?" Ask Sister.

Ayla's phone rings and shows Nanda calling.

Regan's eyes turned on Ayla's phone, which kept ringing.

"Don't pick up Sus!!" Regan Exclamations.

"But doc, the patient needs his family for his medical and administrative affairs."

"I'm in charge, all the affairs of a patient named Ayla Putri, put it on my bill." Regan grabs Ayla's bag along with Ayla's cell phone and identity card. He took her to keep it in his room and afterwards he immediately went to the IGD to see Ayla's condition.

"Dok how the condition of Ayla Putri's patient?" Regan asked Dr Mutia, the IGD's doctor.

"The condition is quite severe, the passenger lost a lot of blood, while his family data has no further information." Doctor Mutia explained.

"Let me be the donor Doc, the patient's blood type is the same as my blood type." Regan.

Regan recalled the past, when she was a teenager at school, when there was a blood donation activity and it was known that blood type and Ayla were the same, while Nanda was different herself.

"Yes, hang on." Lirih Regan when she finished donating her blood to Ayla.

Ayla is transferred to the VVIP treatment room by Regan, Regan so faithfully waiting for Ayla to wake up. He continues to stare at Ayla's shady face, Ayla whom he accidentally hurts, Ayla whom he subtly refuses before Ayla expresses her feelings and Regan leaves her unselfish, without word for seven years.

Ayla's phone rang back, still with Nanda's name plastered on the phone screen.

"Sheel." Regan muttered while staring at the screen of Ayla's phone until the ringing stopped.

Regan held Ayla's hand again, "I'm sorry, Ay. Please hold on, come to your senses."

Some messages, get on Ayla's phone. Regan is very aware of the key pattern that Ayla made by easily opening the phone.

"It's still like school time's key pattern." He muttered with a smile as he managed to unlock Ayla's phone.

Regan reads some incoming messages and replies like she was like Ayla so her team doesn't worry. His eyes were fixed on a message called Mas Fathir.

Regan scrunched her forehead, curiously Regan opened her message.

"Hi Ay, have you reached the hotel? I want to take you to dinner, and take you for a walk in this city. Hope you want yes, and no word of rejection. I wait for your answer." - Fathir-I

"It's a guy who pedekates with Ayla." Regan muttered after reading the short message.

Regan's mind drifted, what Ayla is doing in this city, shouldn't Ayla work in Aryo company together with Nanda. Then why is Ayla in this town, on vacation? Or is there something else?" Regan keeps speculating in herself.

Until he was tired and fell asleep in a special bed waiting for the passien.

***

The morning sun pierced through the curtains of Nanda's room, slowly Nanda began to open her eyes.

Nanda sat down and stretched his muscles, and then he saw, King sleeping without being disturbed, Nanda caught a glimpse of her husband and went to the bathroom.

Finished cleaning up, Nanda saw the King still curled up in his blanket, then Nanda went down to the kitchen for breakfast.

Nanda looked at her phone while eating breakfast, since yesterday she contacted Ayla but there was no response. "Is Ayla busy?" He muttered, then closed his phone.

Cupp..

One kiss landed on the top of Nanda's head.

"Mas King."

"Why not wake me up?" The king asked with a heavy voice typical of waking up.

"Sorry, Mas. I saw that I looked so good." Answer Nanda.

The king drew a chair and sat in front of Nanda.

"Where are you tidying up, where are you going?" Ask King.

"You forgot, what date is it?" Ask Nanda.

"date three." The answer, then think for a moment like remembering something. "Oh, pardon me, honey, today you want to go to Mama's grave?" Ask the King to feel guilty.

Nanda just kept silent and still cool with his breakfast.

"Sorry, Honey. But I can't keep you company. There's a meeting this morning." King Saying.

"hem." Answer Nanda flat.

"Don't be angry, honey. Please." The king put on a face.

"Yes, yes." Nanda sighed, "I'm used to going everywhere myself."

"Nan, don't start. You know my job a lot."

"I know, you know!! Because Papa used to be busy like you, but Papa always took time every third day to accompany me on the pilgrimage of Mama's kemakam."

The king answered, but Nanda finished his breakfast and stood up. "I've finished breakfast, Mas's work clothes I've prepared, tie I hang with the shirt, socks I've tucked in the shoes that Mas will wear." Nanda moved out of his chair without saying goodbye. While the King could only sigh in the face of the wife he thought was still unstable."

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