The Singers
045. Crack boisterous.

The front of the hospital is quite crowded. However, it does not make Amira waver not to travel alone. Although he wears a hat and a mask, sometimes people still recognize him. Amira was very appreciative of the talent of someone who could get to know someone with this. He if he met his Mbakya wear like Amira anyway, obviously would not be able to know him.

Alkan had forced him to deliver Amira. However, the girl insisted on going home by herself. Not bringing your own vehicle. From the beginning came he took an online taxi and now he came home using an online taxi, unbeknownst to Alkan and his mother. So you guys hope not to tell him. If they knew, they would give a long talk.

The online taxi driver that Ami ordered sent a message to him that he was stuck in traffic. Inevitably, Amira had to wait for him. If canceled pity the driver, he must really need the money. Amira waited in the front seat of the Hospital, staring at the mini garden decorated with a series of small ornamental flowers.

Amira believes, if the architect who made the concept of this hospital is very cool. Because, look at this is the coolest and most comfortable Hospital according to Amira. Therefore, the price is also somewhat decent to make cancer aka dry bags.

"Ami?" A man suddenly approached her similarly dressed as her. He wears a black hat and a black mask.

The mask he took off so that Ami could see his face clearly. However, when Amira saw that the girl was immediately startled and regressed her seat instantly.

"You? What's here?"

"I have the same business, Mr. Alkan. Thank goodness I met you here. Can I sit?" He asked while pointing at the empty seat space that was beside Amira.

Amira glanced back at a glance, afraid that anyone would recognize her which would make the news uproar or Alkan who saw her.

His eyes then looked back at Rega, "No. What do you want to do, emang?"

Rega cleared his throat awkwardly for accepting the rejection, "There's something I want to obrolin."

"What about?"

"On our relationship first."

"Have you? Everything is done, right? Why are you gouging again?" Asked Amira in a cold tone. Even the north pole seemed to be losing coldly to his current attitude.

"But you're not sorry for me yet."

"To be forgiven or not is my business. If you apologize to me, jaudah. Don't talk about it anymore."

"I knew. But, Mi. Is there no chance of us coming back? I know it's a horror he doesn't know. But I'm really sorry about you again. I know, I was wrong a lot the same way you used to. Everything happened because of my mistake but seriously, about how I feel about you it's not a lie, Mi."

"Everything's been going on for a long time, Rega. I don't care about how you feel, which he says is true or not."

The sentence was like a stab that threatened Rega at that time. It's too painful to hear that sentence that was issued by someone he's been dear to all this time directly.

"Okay, sorry. But can't we just win?"

"I don't want to be the same person who hurt me." Amira's tone of voice will vibrate but as much as possible she keeps her tone stable. He couldn't possibly show his weakness for a second time in front of this man. Just enough first.

Now Rega is conscious. How much he hurt Amira. It even emanated from the girl's eyes that she was severely traumatized. Now he also knows that he is a jerk and does not know.

"I'm sorry, Mi."

"You want to apologize a thousand times. I never apologize for you." Point is. Amira's phone ringing indicates a call is coming in. The girl picked up the phone quickly. Rega watched Amira's trembling hand.

"Hallo's? Yes, yes, I will be there. Wait a minute, sir."

"I have to go home now. Excuse me."

Rega held onto Amira's arm to keep the girl from leaving.

"Wait, Mi. I want something."

Amira glanced at her arm that was touched by Rega, Rega realized it was instantly letting go of her touch.

"Why? Spoonfuls. I don't have much time."

"Give me my future husband. Haven't you? I'll go home first." He answered and left Rega.

Rega knows more. If the gap for him is closed tightly. He should have known more and more that Amira could not be his Amirah anymore. Rega stared at the back of his girl's departure which was still constantly swirling around in his mind.

He breathed his breath. He had to get away from Amira.

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Who would dare to go straight into Alkan's room other than his Mother, his Sister, his Assistant? The answer is Jia.

The girl with the rumbling steps walked quickly closer to Alkan's desk. Alkan looked at him while guessing why the girl was so. It must be that little girl is upset, sad, or bete.

"It's a hospital. Your heels are noisy."

Jia pouted her lips, "Sorry." His great-grandson was slow when he reached Alkan's table.

"Why?"

"Ben's sick. Brother can you take care of him? If it can be healed now."

"You think I have magic that can heal people?"

Jia sighed, arid. "Tomorrow Jia's schedule is full. How'd Jia go if Ben got sick?" He said as if he wanted to cry.

The mini girl should be worried about her best friend. However, it turned out that he was even worried about his schedule. Alkan could only shake with the behavior of this girl.

"You tuh. People are sick instead of worrying about the disease even told to heal so that it can work."

"Ben is strong. But he suddenly got sick. It's so weird."

"Well, is there another assistant of yours?"

"Yes, anyway. But if not the same Ben Jia still dizzy."

"Dizziness, is there nothing you want to do about it?"

Jia clucked in annoyance, "Jia's a good boy."

Alkan nodded, "Yes, believe me. Yaudah, let's meet Ben. Which room is he in?" Ask while standing so that you can go directly to the patient's room.

Though Alkan had not handled patients for a long time, only when there was someone who asked him to want to be treated directly by Alkan.

"Vvip room number 12."

Later Jia and Alkan walk side by side to Ben's ward.

"By the way, Jia met Amira downstairs. But 'cause I'm in a hurry so no nyamperin."

"Oh, he's the one whose brother met me." He said while pressing the elevator button.

"But Jia saw him talking to a guy again. I don't know who, because his face doesn't look clear. But what's sure is better than you."

After Jia said so coincided with the sound of a message going into her phone from Rega who told her that she was downstairs wanting to meet him.

"But big brother is richer than he is."