You Are My Sunshine
Part 238's
The limited-edition glossy black sports car came out of the hospital parking lot after lunchtime. Wira drove his vehicle to the address of Dara's relatives, after being traced it turned out that the address was still one area with the orphanage that housed Dara first, about ten kilometers from there.
The place is in a narrow alley whose area is rather shabby. Wira parked his luxury car in front of the alley, then asked about the address to the people who passed around.
"Mbak, sorry. I want to ask you about this address, is it really located around here?" ask him to a woman who wants to go into the alley while holding her toddler son.
The woman, who was about thirty years old, instead of answering the question of the Hero, was busy scanning the handsome doctor from head to toe. His eyes swept voraciously across the perfectly sculpted physical form before him to the amazement of him, only this time did he witness the dazzling good looks of the eyes in person in addition to on television, social media, social media, and also magazines.
The woman scrunched her forehead because the one being questioned was like being hypnotized, she flicked her hand in front of the woman's face while saying, "Ehm... Ma'am, why Ma'am?" I'm sorry to ask you again about this address."
The hero showed the paper in his hand right in front of the gawking woman's face, and the voice of Deheman Wira finally managed to pull him from the vortex of admiration.
"Ah.. i-this is right around here. Entering this alley about a hundred meters later turn right there is a green painted house and in front of his house there is a flower plant Kenanga. Want me to drop off?" bargaining as the corner of his eyes steal the view of wanting to devour the thrilling scenery of someone who was asking him.
"If it's not a hassle please. I'm very grateful" said Wira politely.
"Not troublesome at all. Let me drop off" said the woman excitedly and Wira immediately followed behind her.
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"This is the house."
They have arrived at their destination, Wira again check the writing on the paper, match it with the location and everything is correct. The hero thanked him and the woman who delivered earlier immediately passed from there even though she looked unwilling.
"Geez, the handsome.." he muttered to himself as he walked away.
Tok to tok. "Excuse me...."
Silence, silence, no words or signs of life in there. He knocked again, but now it was harder than before.
Tok tok tok tok
"Yes, just a minute." Sounds weak speech from inside there and it makes Wira breathe a sigh of relief, at least there are still residents in it, he wants to immediately get clarity of information about the biological parents of Dara.
Kriet's....
The rickety door opened producing a special sound. A thin old woman with gray hair appeared welcoming in the doorway.
"Who are you looking for, son?" tanyanya astonishment. Why suddenly came a parlente man with a top-class look to his old hut.
"I'm looking for this address, is it right here?" The hero showed the writing on the piece of paper he was carrying.
"He's right here. But what is there to do?" The mother looked riled up, the last time an unknown person came to her house who turned out to be a debt collector, a debt made by her irresponsible children.
"I came here to find information about someone. About Anandara, my wife," explained Wira.
The old woman gasped and rounded her eyes and said stuttering, "A-Anandara?"