The Story of Margaretha
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Looking at the door that was wide open and Margaretha looked out from behind, Agnes' smile was perfect. The girl looked very happy. Unlike Margaretha who stared unbearably. Imagine Agnes' reaction if the girl found out that her papa was currently arrested by the police.

"I thought my dad was coming." Agnes slightly sighed*hkan her breath into the air. There was a disappointment from the girl. Margaretha tried to smile and sat down beside the safe.

"No. Oh yes, Nes. From now on I will accompany you here until you recover."

"Why is that?" ask Agnes astonished. Staring at Margaretha with a gaze that was so demanding an answer.

"Mr ...." Margaretha was worried what reason would be given to Agnes in order to make sense.

"You're hiding something from me?" Agnes interrupted. I can't wait for Margaretha's answer.

"Emc ... Your father said he was out of town because there was some very important business. He promised to go home soon when it was done" Margaretha said, half nervous. She was worried that Agnes would realize her lie.

"All right then. Tomorrow morning I want you to accompany me for a walk." Agnes smiled and acted as if nothing had happened. Though feeling a little suspicious, Margaretha let out a sigh of relief as Agnes asked nothing more.

Margaretha accompanied Agnes to chat for quite a long time. After almost two hours, he said goodbye to take a change of clothes and promised to come back again to accompany. Agnes just agreed.

After Margaretha's departure, Agnes several times let out a long sigh and exhaled rapidly. For some reason, Agnes felt certain that something had happened to her father.

"Is it possible that you've been caught by the police? If not, you'll call me and you won't leave me alone." Agnes muttered softly. Tears involuntarily flowed from both of his eyes. However, immediately Agnes rubbed it. I was worried that someone would suddenly come in and see themselves crying. From now on, Agnes would learn to become a stronger girl even though she felt unsure.

***

"How, Ndra? Is it better?" tanya Patricia who just entered the room where Andra was undergoing treatment.

"Yes. Just a little pain." Andra lowered her sleeve to cover the gunshot that was still wrapped in the bandage.

"Much rest so that your wounds heal quickly." Patricia patted Andra's shoulder slowly.

"Yes. But I'm still not satisfied to see that man make it. I haven't paid back my pain because she's been harassing Margaretha." Andra's hands were tightly clenched. Patricia who saw that also only let out a long sigh.

"I'm sure one day the man will meet. Better now focus on your health. After all, the old jerk has been arrested," said Patricia.

"You're right. At least the mastermind of all of them has been caught. Patrick, I hope you didn't tell Margaretha that I was hurt like this. I don't want him to worry" Andra said.

"You don't start infuriating!" cebik Andra replied to Patricia's speech accompanied by a shout.

"I'm just talking in reality. Ndra, how? Are you married to Margaretha?" patricia asked, instantly silencing Andra's mouth. Patricia continued to stare at Andra who was suddenly silent a thousand languages. Until suddenly Andra gasped when a clap was tight enough to hit his shoulder until the injured arm felt a little pain.

"Sick, Patrick!" Andra looked upset and was about to rem*s the face of her best friend.

"You're being asked to be quiet, you're like a mute!" patricia sarcasm.

"Eitherway. I don't know either. I'm sure I'm going to marry Margaretha, but I honestly still have doubts." Andra mendes*h was rude as her heart felt indecisive at this moment.

"Everything you doubt, Ndra?" Patricia sat down to show her frustration.

"I don't think it's appropriate. Soon, all the wealth Margaretha was entitled to will return. She's gonna be a young lady, and I? Hahaha don't you know, Patrick! I'm just an unemployed man." Andra chuckles. Laughing at himself. However, it was only for a moment as she instantly fell silent as Patricia sank her head quite tight.

"Your bald unemployment!" Patricia looked upset herself.

"God! Where is Kenzi? Let me stir how bar-bar-women his wife," said Andra half teasing.

"Just do it! I'm not scared!" patricia is challenging. Andra was about to leave to tease Patricia, but was immediately restrained by the girl.

"Rather than you making trouble, it's better now that I help prepare the wedding," Patricia said. Andra stared in wonder at Patricia until her forehead seemed to shrivel deeply.

"Who's wedding party for?" ask Andra.

"God. Don't tell me you're still a fool about love, Ndra! Didn't you say you were going to marry Margaretha. Do not let yesterday happen again. This time, I'll help you prepare a grand feast for you." Patricia looks very excited.

"But ...."

"There's no buts! Anyway you just take it right and I hope you can live happily with Margaretha," Patricia said expectantly.

Andra can not refuse anymore and just agree with the wishes of her best friend. She wished that Margaretha could truly accept it.

I'll prove to you that I deserve to be with you, Mar.