Woman's Suit For Doctor
Little Boy On The Sidewalk
Alex smiled smugly looking at the tiny body that was sleeping so soundly in a restroom. The loss of Aika can be used to make Arumi and Rafli's relationship more tenuous.
“First, you must make this boy forget his own name. He is still four years old, so it won't be difficult for you to do that,” he told Yuli. “And don't let him escape. You can scare him subtly.”
“Good, Boss.”
"Remember my message earlier, groom him like a boy. That way no one will recognize him."
Yuli nodded her head obediently.
“Alright, I'll go first.”
After making sure everything went as he wanted, Alex left the room. Jo's been waiting in the car ever since.
“We walk now?” jo asked, who had started the car engine.
“Yes, but I don't seem to be going to the nightclub.” Alex pulls the phone out of his pants pocket and plays his fingers on the screen. He just sent someone a message.
“What's the reason?”
“I have to meet Mr. Brush.”
Jo's eyeballs were instantly rounded just after hearing Alex's name. Mr. Brush is a child trafficking mobster who has long been a fugitive of the police.
“You must be crazy. Do you want to sell the boy to Mr Brush?” ask Jo.
Alex simply replied with his distinctive smile. He would do anything to keep Arumi by his side.
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Next day
Throughout the day Rafli and Arumi continued to search. However, there was no sign of his daughter anywhere.
After a long day of searching, Rafli takes Arumi to a restaurant. Arumi's face looks very pale and tired because since yesterday has not rested.
“Arumi, eat even just a little. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday,” said Rafli. She hasn't eaten anything since her daughter disappeared.
“I will not eat before my son is found,” softly, while pushing the dishes presented in front of him.
“But if you don't eat you can get sick. How are you going to find Aika if you get sick?”
Arumi did not answer. Instead throw a glance towards the restaurant parking lot that can be seen through the glass wall where it now sits. In front there were some street children who were begging on the side of the road. Some are carrying cans, some are carrying small bags that are torn in some parts.
Arumi's attention then turned to the boy in shabby clothes and sedentary who sat alone on the sidewalk. Arumi asked in her heart why the poor child she guessed was Aika's age had to live a hard life at this small age.
He could not even imagine if it happened to Aika.
Unable to bear, Arumi's pair of eyes melted the clear liquid.
“What's up?”
Arumi grabbed a piece of tissue and wiped away the tears. “It's okay. I just remembered Aika.” He glanced at the few pieces of warm bread that were on the table. Then look towards the child. “May I give some of this food to the child in front of it?”
Rafli also looked in the direction that managed to steal Arumi's attention. From there he could see a boy sitting alone on the sidewalk. “Of course can.”
Rafli raised his hand and gestured to a waitress. Ask to put some of the bread into the food box. Arumi went out with a paper bag in her hand.
The boy she had seen was sitting alone on the sidewalk. Somehow Arumi's heart was like being squeezed mercilessly looking at the boy from a distance. Her tiny body was wrapped in shabby clothes and soddenness. There was a tear in some parts. In addition, his head was covered by an equally shabby hat.
Slowly Arumi walked closer.
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