Warm Maid
I'll take responsibility

After failing to find Alia, now Rudy also looks disappointed in front of the receptionist nurse.

"I'm sorry, but from Typhoon Syahputra's patient info from the VIP room just came out.."

"What?" ruddy was disappointed. " How can it be??"

"It says here that dr. Irsan gave the patient permission to go home because he was healthy.."

Rudy was tired. Tired of chasing the ex-wife is also tired because the lawyer who has been out of the hospital.

Rudy relented with a nod of understanding.

"Yes, thank you, ma'am.."

"Sama-sama mas.." said the woman was friendly.

Rudy passed away leaving the receptionist lobby.

The road was so uninspired that it returned to the car that had been waiting for him outside the hospital building.

Rudy got into his fancy car. And the driver carried the car very comfortably.

Rudy sat down by loosening a tie that felt so strangling his neck.

"Where are we now, sir??" ask the driver to the boss.

Rudy quietly did not answer, his gaze was so pushy. And before long, Rudy's heavy breath sounded rough as if throwing away the frustration of his heart.

"As for you, wherever, as long as you don't go home." said Rudy in a flat tone.

The driver briefly saw the look on the face of the master from the middle kacaspion. And a lethargic and disappointed face there. His eyes were blankly staring at the window outside the car.

Seeing that the driver was only able to bring the speed of the car slowly so that the employer calmly mused over all the problems.

While Rudy still remembers the figure of the ex-wife he just saw earlier. The face of the woman he had hurt his feelings.

"Is this a punishment for me??" murmured Rudy with a heart that missed the ex-wife.

As Rudy closed his eyes, he wanted to win his flying mind imagining his ex-wife, Alia, once again lost before his eyes.

***

Her night. After putting Typhoon's mother to sleep quietly. Alia finally came out of the room.

Today her body was a bit tired, Alia thought about going up to the room and resting.

But his steps stopped when he saw the master Typhoon had just come out of his room.

Both are equally awkwardly intercepted.

"Hm, yes mas. maybe soy sauce so sleep fast"

"Oh.." The storm only mumbled a little.

At first glance Alia saw a small plastic in the hands of Typhoon.

"Will you take your medicine?"

Typhoon shock.

"Hm. yes"

"Then let Alia get her some drinking water.."

"Don't.." Reject Typhoon.

Alia's steps are restrained.

"Don't, let me take a break"

Alia looked at me with a face full of questions.

The typhoon clenched his lips and a refractive smile also grew sore.

"For now and beyond, please." said Typhoon hanging heavily by taking a pause in breathing. "Please don't show your attention to the mas.whatever it is.."

Alia was fixated on hearing the request of the master.

Typhoon smiling small.

"I'm sorry about your confession, you must feel burdened and you feel guilty for hurting your kindness.."

Alia's forehead was riled up.

Typhoon looked at Alia with a strong smile.

"You don't feel guilty.. Mas will be responsible for your own feelings, even though it takes time but.. Mas will try to make you feel comfortable again." said Typhoon sincerely.

For a moment Alia's gaze was so shady looking at the Typhoon.

"Good night, Alia" said the Typhoon who finally left in front of Alia by passing to the kitchen behind.

And when the Typhoon passed through Alia, there was a sense of tightness that Alia could not explain.

But Alia did not understand and she stepped to go to her room.