
As bad as Bagas was, he never fought his parents. However, they often act disrespectfully towards them.
***
Meanwhile, Bagas went straight to Anya's room. Erik and Yara were shocked. "Gas? Let me treat." Erik said later.
"You go home, Anya's been checked?" Answer Bagas.
"It has. It's the ointment, and the cure." Erik.
"OK, home. I'll transfer as usual." Say Bagas.
"Gas, that's not what I'm asking. I'll treat ya first." Erik said worriedly.
"No need, I want to be alone. I'm sorry, it's normal. Sono's home!" Pinta Bagas's.
"Jaudah Gas, we're saying goodbye." Erik said goodbye, Yara just smiled faintly.
Bagas looked at Anya's face seriously, he recalled the words of his ART. It turns out that it is true, Anya's presence can change many things.
"Did you love Angel? No, no way. It's just, 'cause I'm pity." Quickly answer.
"Hmmm..." Anya woke up and opened her eyes slowly. Looking around, it looks foreign.
"Away awake?" Cold asked.
"SIR? Sir why, this is why sir?" Anya asked in shock, and held onto Bagas' cheek spontaneously.
"Ashaish.." Ringice.
"Ah sorry sir, let me treat." Anya said getting out of bed. And looking for the P3K box, while Bagas still sat on the edge of his bed.
"This is it." Say Anya after finding her, on the nightstand.
"Master?"
"Hmmm.."
"Can I treat it?" Ask Anya to make sure.
"No."
"Why sir?"
"You don't see the wounds on your body?" Ask Bagas annoyed.
"Emm. It's okay sir, no need to worry." Anya replied smiling.
"Worry? You think I'm worried?" Shall Bagas.
Silent..
"I just want to make it clear, protect yourself. Just someone else!" Say Bagas cooler.
Anya seemed to ignore the words of Bagas. He opened the P3K box, and began to treat Bagas. Strangely enough, Bagas accepted it, without rejecting it in the least.
"Sir, may I ask?"
"Hmm?"
"This why?" Ask Anya.
"Father, he hit me." Answer Bagas as is.
"It's not because I'm the master?" Ask Anya, scared.
"For who else?" Answer the ambiguous Bagas.
"I mean sir?"
"The father asked to explain what my relationship and yours is. When my ART no one answered, papah hit me." Clear Bagas.
"Master. I'm sorry, it should have been from the beginning I didn't offend you." Obviously Anya.
"And about that hotel. Actually I went with my sister, because she waited a long time. I can't stand going to the toilet. So, I'm in a hurry."
"I want to take responsibility, and explain. Of course an apology isn't enough, but I've been saved. So, I go to the toilet first."
"When I return, sir is no longer there. In fact, my brother wants to be responsible. Sir won't." Obviously Anya again.
"Huh..why just explain now? After all, now you are already in my trap. So, it's really hard to just get out." Clear Bagas.
***
Anya and Bagas are recovering. They take care of each other.
"Master's going to the office today?" Ask Anya to worry.
"Yes. Today I have a meeting, which is very important." Answer Bagas.
"Well what sir?" Ask Anya curiously.
"Meeting, about the festival round 2 later. In Yogyakarta, all the employees I choose. I have prepared some ideas, so I have to choose directly. The idea of who is the best." Clear Bagas.
"Can't you just check the proposal?" Ask Anya.
"Of course not. I have to look, the way they deliver their presentation how. And I have to ask them questions directly. And what kind of development will there be, if their ideas are chosen." Answer the Bagas.
"So I have to come too." Anya Pinta.
"Why?"
"Because of me, will also provide a proposal for such submission." Anya answered sure.
"You mean?"
"I've prepared a proposal for the round 2 festival. Because I love this festival so much, for the cleanliness and health of our environment."
"For the sake of the progress of our country, many benefits are contained in this festival. Therefore, I want to participate fully." Obviously Anya.
"You don't joke Angel!" Said Bagas in disbelief.
"Of course I'm serious. Is it worth it, I'm kidding about this?"
"Want to?"
"I'm serious sir!" Anya said convincingly.
"Angels. I am preparing everything carefully. If that's all, you do it out of pity. With the wounds I have suffered. Then cut out your intentions!" Say Bagas firmly.
"Master!"
"Angel! All you have to worry about is yourself. How are you now."
"Look! Your bruises and blood are still wet, all over your body." Pinta Bagas sees Anya from top to bottom.
"Sir, it is not proper for you to say so. These scratched wounds, incised by the master himself." Anya was disappointed.
"That's it. You better get out now." Pinta Bagas's.
Bagas does not want to be pitied. Especially by the one he loves. However, his words had inflicted wounds on Anya. Bagas had misunderstood what Anya had said.
"good. I'm going out! But look at the proposal!" Pinta Anya.
Anya kept her proposal. Then came out of Bagas' private workspace. He was very disappointed, he decided to go to the 1st floor. Helps bi Inem cooking.
Bagas opened and read the proposal that Anya kept on her desk. Bagas saw Anya's departure, which was filled with disappointment. Bagas also massaged his forehead, dizzy with what happened.
"He seems to have worked hard. And I really intend to participate in the festival, but I'm too emotional."
"Make this misunderstanding, make things worse." Sorry say.
***
Visual 🌼🌼🌼