
Cheryl helped Jourrel up, still clutching the man's arm, unwilling to let go. He knew Jourrel was fragile now.
Their eyes were on Tristan who was now staring at Leon. He looked at each other for a moment, then faced Jourrel and Cheryl.
“Mother was worried when you were arrested. I happen to be going to your house with Git .. ah, I mean Doctor Gita. We can't do anything when you're taken prisoner. What was on my mind at the time was the condition of mother.” Tristan started to tell stories.
Her lips covered in a smile, but her tears still fell down occasionally. Tristan has long lost her mother. She loved Dina's mother like her own.
“Mommy wants to apologize and thank you, because you still take good care of her and painstakingly even though she is silencing you. Relax, I know everything. He is not angry, he is very sorry because he was angry with you. I'm so proud of you Jourrel, I love you so much,” Tristan added making Jourrel bow.
Tristan patted Jourel on the shoulder, rubbing him quite strongly. But her tears broke, unable to continue her story.
Gita stepped forward, “Sorry, mom fell out of bed when Tristan was about to pick up the nurse at the end of the alley. I asked to come home to take care of my mother. At the time, I was in the kitchen making a hot drink. His tension is high, so ..”
“No need to continue!” Jourrell turned quickly. Grabbing her mother's hand, kissing her for so long and re-hugging the woman.
Leon looked at Tiger. The two men were both filled with the sight before them. Two men who both lost their mothers when they were little.
“Kak, it looks like Cheryl found the right companion candidate," Leon concluded slowly.
Tiger turned his head, squinting at Leon's words. “What do you mean?”
Leon gave a rough sigh, the man beside him was indeed completely insensitive. “Jourrel is a sincere man when already in love with women. From the story alone, he was so uniting his mother. Then see how devastated he was when he lost his first love, his mother. Such a man would definitely unite his women and would never have the heart to hurt the woman he loved!” the man looked at Jourrel, who was still holding her tight for the last time.
Tiger turned his head, permeating every word Leon. Swiping his chin overgrown with minnows. “Hmmm!” muttered.
“Aiih! You are not sensitive!” syndicate Leon.
“Already! Now it's your job to find out about his father's company. For as long as I am, I do not like anyone who does cunning. Especially to make others suffer. If we need to reply many times!” Tiger turned around and walked out, followed by Leon.
“Shut up! It's not time to talk about that!” burmbur Tiger glanced sharply.
Leon chuckled, patting his brother's shoulder. “Cheryl is an adult, Brother! Not a kid anymore. It's time you relinquished your responsibility to the right man. Jourrel men are gentle, responsible, they also love each other. What are you waiting for?” leon added, increasingly make Tiger heat up.
Tiger loosened his tie, he was still not ready to take off his beloved daughter. It could even be said to be jealous of the man close to Cheryl. “Shut up or I gagged your mouth!”
“Please, if you are ready to receive the wrath of Sasa!” Leon raised his shoulders and walked ahead of Tiger.
Tiger shook his head, stopping his steps. He will not face Khansa. Tiger exhaled heavily while throwing his face away.
“Hah! Honey, let's just let our kids grow up. I missed you!” muttered Tiger rubbed his face rough, remembering Jihan who was now far away from him.
“Rico!” tiger shouted, making Rico excited to approach him.
“Iya, Sir!”
“Urus all her funeral processions!” tell Tiger without looking.
“Already, Sir. All SSG teams have taken care of it! The entire administration has also been completed by order of Mr. Leon,” said Rico standing behind the sturdy back of Tiger.
“Hmmm! Tell Cheryl that everything is ready!” tiger then walked away from the hospital.
“Good, Master!” Rico answered even though he was not heard by his master.
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