Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 314
Which old man did not break his heart, when he found out that his beloved daughter had been tarnished. Like embers in water, extinguished and can not be used again. There was only a chill enveloping.
"I'm sorry, Om," said Abash, who was already downcast, feeling guilty.
Papa Satria clenched her hands tightly. His jaw was hardened with teeth grinding against each other. The middle-aged man slowly stepped on his feet, approaching Abash who was standing not far from him.
"I will take responsibility, Om," Abash said with confidence.
Papa Satria stared intently at Abash, where the man's face was already covered with cuts and bruises.
No longer concerned with Abash's battered face, Papa Satria landed her raw bogem on the man's face.
Buug ....
Papa Arka could only close his eyes, the middle-aged man would not help the son either, as he would do the same, if he were to become Papa Satria.
Papa Satria grabbed Abash's collar. Do not ask again how the man's face, where fresh blood flowed back from the corner of the man's lips.
"What's my son's fault with you?" ask Papa Satria with tight teeth.
"Sorry, Om. Abash was not intentional."
Buug ....
One punch landed on Abash's face again, so the man's cheeks and nose also bleed.
"Don't you say it on purpose?" geram Papa Satria's.
"What a hell are you talking about, huh?" squealed Papa Satria, until his voice boomed in Lucas' room.
"Non purpose?" reprise Papa Satria while laughing mockingly. "You think my son is a sold item and can be carelessly touched, What?"
Abash gulped his saliva violently. He had predicted, if Papa Satria would be so angry at him.
Yes it is angry, which parent will not be angry, if his child is smeared.
"Sat, let's talk carefully" asked Papa Arka, when he saw Papa Satria had shed tears.
"What am I supposed to say to my wife, Ar? What's?" ask Papa Satria.
"Princess is not her flesh and blood, but Nanya's affection for the Princess more than her biological child, Ar."
Papa Satria could not hold back his tears, until the middle-aged man cried sobbing while beating his chest.
"It hurts my heart, Ar."
Papa Arka understood what Papa Satria felt, so the middle-aged man patted the back of his prospective iron to calm the man.
"Pacify yourself, Sat. Just let's talk about this kindly and in a familial manner."
*
For the first time, Sifa could not focus on work, as her mind still drifted to Abash's confession.
"Sifa, can we talk to you for a second?" call Farhan.
Sifa nodded her head and followed the new boss.
"Sit down" said Farhan.
Sifa complied and sat in the chair opposite Farhan, where their distance was blocked by the table.
"Do you have any personal problems?" guess Farhan straight away, which made Sifa feel surprised.
Is it that clear?
"Sifa, if you have a personal problem, I hope you can be professional at work" Farhan said.
"And also, you should be able to separate which is work and which is personal."
Sifa felt more guilty. He also did not expect, if the effects of the problems he was facing at this time, impact on his work.
"I'm sorry, sir. I promise, I'll work with a professional."
"Well then, I keep your promise."
Sifa withdrew from Farhan's room, feeling weak, and headed back to her desk.
"Sifa, you need to focus. You have to be professional at work, Sifa," he told himself.
*
"Om, allow me to marry the Princess," Arash pleaded.
Papa Satria and Papa Arka have agreed to marry Abash to the Princess, regardless of whether the girl is pregnant or not.
"You think my son's the trophy that was spun?" geram Papa Satria's.
"Om, I love Princess. I'm willing to take responsibility, Om. I beg you, let me marry the Princess," Arash pleaded.
"What if the Princess is pregnant? Can you explain it to her son? Who's the real father?" ask Papa Satria.
Arash. Honestly, Arash has no problem marrying the Princess, whether the girl is pregnant or not. However, what Papa Satria asks has a point. How could he explain everything to the boy, who his real father really was.
"The decision has been decided, that Abash will marry the Princess," broke up Papa Arka.
*
The princess, whom Naya and Luna had accompanied in her room, asked Naya for help in finding out about Sifa. The girl was completely guilty of Sifa. The princess does not want to change Abash's relationship with the girl.
"I will try to meet Sifa," said Naya who was actually still surprised by what was told by the Princess.
The sound of the door opening also made Princess, Naya, and Luna turned to look at the door, until they smiled at Papa Arka and Papa Satria who simultaneously entered into it.
"How are you doing, baby?" papa Arka asked with a sweet smile covered in deep guilt.
"Well, Om," the Princess's great-grandson quietly.
"Luna, Naya, Papa asked you to come out for a while, yeah. Because there is something Papa wants to discuss with the Princess," said Papa Arka to the two girls who were in there.
"Yes, Om," said Luna.
"Yes, Pa," said Naya.
Luna and Naya are out of the Princess's room. When they were already outside the room, how shocked Naya was when she saw Abash's battered face.
"O Allah, Abash, your face?" lirih Naya and caught her cousin's cheek gently.
Tears also fell soaking through Naya's smooth cheeks.
"Arash, hicks ..." Naya also felt her heart sliced, when she saw the man's eyes still look wet, indicating if he had just cried, or was still crying?
"Bash, you better come with me to the IGD, okay? We'll treat your wounds first" persuaded Naya.
"I'm not papa, Nay."
"Bash, I beg you," said Naya softly.
Unable to see his cousin's tears, Abash complies and follows Naya to the IGD room.
In the room.
"Pa, the princess does not want to marry Abash. Princess also does not want to marry Arash, hiks ... Please princess, Pa. Don't force the Princess."