The Pursuit of Love Om Doctor
Amanda's Plan

How dare you betray me, and still act pretentious ?!" Aksa's emotions have reached the crown.

"I didn't betray you, brother." Lying Raka again.

Aksa punched his nose, made fresh blood come out from there.

"I won't stop hitting you until you admit it yourself. Although the evidence I have is enough to get you in jail !" Aksa snapped, dragged Raka's body and sat her down in a wooden chair.

"Say, hurry !" Aksa's command with one clash made Raka startled.

But it turned out that it was not enough to make Raka speak honestly, even her face was battered.

Aksa raised the wooden chair beside her about to hit Raka with that chair.

"Sa !" Roy approaches and touches Aksa's shoulder when he sees his best friend starting to lose control. Aksa threw the chair to the side, causing a very loud bedebum sound. Raka scared. His eyes bowed down not daring to look at Aksa.

"Syitts !" Bumpat Aksa when seeing wet Raka pants.

"Take him to the bathroom, Roy. After that put it in with those goons."

***

Amanda was sneaking around, walking past the old empty wooden-walled house. He peeked out of the wall holes. Amanda was shocked to find out in the front room there was Aksa, Roy, a man she did not know, and there was Ricky.

Somehow Amanda felt disappointed knowing Ricky had betrayed her again. On Aksa's appeal, Ricky spent more time with her. Is it because of that too, yesterday she refused when she was invited to meet ? He said he was in business out of town, in fact here ! Amanda's mind was upset. He turned to walk again looking for a room, who knew Raka was there.

Amanda's heart would be dislodged when she saw Raka tied to a chair with a sad condition. Amanda herself couldn't see it. His face was bruised and bleeding everywhere.

Amanda rubbed her face rough. He can't do anything anymore.

"Awhile..." He thought again, brain twisting, who knows there's still a way.

Finally he beckoned to his men to lurk around the location, if there was a chance, they had to take out Raka, otherwise let it go. Rather than creating new problems. Amanda walked squatting, slowly. Today he was shocked many times. Tomorrow he'll execute plan B.

***

A message came in from Amanda.

[Pa, Aksa already knows everything. Manda was wrong from the beginning has made trouble. Now that Manda is confused, Manda is afraid that Aksa will report Manda to the police. Please prevent Aksa, Pa. Tomorrow Manda will instruct to hold a board meeting, all shares will be returned to papa.]

Aris read the message, a smile adorning the cheek that began to streak with age.

What was the mistake Amanda made, until Aksa reported it to the police ?

Aris sent a reply.

[Papa doesn't promise, Manda. Tomorrow papa will try to talk to Aksa. Papa does not know what crime you have committed, but you will try to talk to him.]

Aris put her phone back on the nightstand.

***

Amanda contacted all the board of directors. He will execute his plan. Amanda was waiting in the meeting room. He was already not thinking of Darius who would be upset if Amanda gave all the shares to Aris. Amanda's stuck, her mind's dead.

Some time when the shareholders' seats were fully filled, Aris also came. Darius was behind him. Amanda took a deep breath seeing Darius glancing strangely at her. He's ready.

Amanda started the meeting without Aksa. Aris said, Aksa still has affairs outside so he cannot attend.

"Okay, I'll just go straight. Yesterday I intended to transfer the position of director of this hospital to my uncle. However, several things happened to make me undo my intention. I'll move all my shares to papa Aris." Amanda looked at her uncle, and Darius didn't like her.

"Okay, Miss Amanda, we'll take care of everything." Answer one of the board of directors.

The meeting is over, everyone is out of the room.

Aris approached Amanda, sat down next to her and thanked her.

"Thank you, Manda." Aris.

"Later if Aksa comes home papa will talk about it with Aksa. Papa will also inform Aksa of the verdict of this meeting. Hopefully with that it can soften his heart a little." Answer Aris.

"Hopefully so. Only papa can help Manda now. Manda's really asking for help, Pa." Eyes glazed. This time Amanda was really scared.

From behind the slightly opened door, Darius stared intently at Amanda and Aris who were still in the meeting room. I don't know what's on his mind.

"Just wait for my revenge !"

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After the meeting, Amanda decided to go home. Just now he was about to enter the car, when suddenly his eyes saw all four tires of his car leaking.

"Kok can leak with gini, anyway ?"His grunt. But he has to be quick. She also had to see Mami Rachel, there was something she had to discuss with the woman. He didn't want the pimp to just wash his hands.

Just as Amanda was about to book a taxi online, Aris appeared from behind her back.

"Why, Manda ?"

Amanda was shocked and looked.

"Manda's car is leaking, Pa." Answer Amanda briefly.

Aris's eyes turned to stare at Amanda's car tire. Right, four of them leaked.

For a moment Aris seemed to think of something.

"Do you want to be with papa ?" Tanya Aris offered.

Amanda thought Aris was excited until she suddenly became nice to him. Well, let it go ! They can be taken again sometime.

"Okay, Pa. Just take Manda to King's Club." Amanda.

Aris's forehead was linked to hear of the place Amanda was coming.

"You have a little business there, Pa." He continued as if he understood the meaning of his former father-in-law's gaze.

Amanda immediately followed Aris into the car.

***

Citra is currently at Hilda's house, with Lena.

Last night Aksa told me she couldn't go back to the apartment. She asks Citra and Lena to go to her parents' house first.

The image of course with pleasure immediately prepare and depart.

And this afternoon the three women spent some time together, it was quite fun. The house is crowded.

Suddenly Hilda's phone and Citra rang simultaneously. They laughed together, they felt funny. They finally picked up their phones, and...

"What ?!" No way, that can't happen ! I'll be there soon !" Jerit Hilda's. Her tears have spilled.

As for Citra, her face turned pale, her jaw hardened. The jar of beans he was holding fell, spilling its contents scattering on the floor.

God, why did the ordeal come so long ?

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