
“How?” A handsome man looked at his subordinates who looked down, it was certain that no good news would come out of the lips that were still faithfully clenched.
“Sorry, Miss has not been found,” replied Radit hesitated, he felt sorry to see Fariz who is now skinny, dark circles under the eyes signifying that Fariz had not been able to rest in peace.
“Then what about my son? The girl now contains my flesh and blood, what if her development is bad due to not getting good nutrition?” Fariz's jolt, ever since learning that Nesya was pregnant, somehow her resentment slowly dissipated, could the presence of the little angel be able to mend that almost messy relationship?
Radit clenched his hands, eager for him to shout that there was no need to worry about Nesya's diet, even the girl was well cared for by the man. But he also did not have the heart for Nesya, seeing the girl happy to be far from Fariz's reach made his heart dilemma, on one side Fariz wanted to meet him, but on the other hand, on the other, Nesya actually rejected the man who had incised a slogan in his heart.
“Kids? Are you married?” the female voice broke the silence, Fariz froze, her blood flow seemed to stop, she knew that it was Clara, apparently the girl had already stood up while watching them with a fine frown on her forehead.
“Fariz! Boss!” Clara and Radit were drunk, seeing Fariz lying on the floor unconscious.
With Radit and Clara quickly picking Fariz up and taking him to his room, Radit pulls out his cell phone, contacting the private doctor who used to handle Fariz's family.
“What does all this mean? I don't understand,” Clara looked at Fariz then turned to look at Radit.
“You sure you want to know the truth?”
Clara nodded.
Radit took a deep breath before finally explaining in detail, not a single thing he missed, in the hope that Clara would retreat and let Nesya along with Fariz.
“Then where is he now?”
“He's blurred, maybe he can't stand the pressure Fariz has been giving.” Radit turned his face away, he still could not forget the pain of his heart from being betrayed by Clara. Especially when Clara prefers Fariz rather than her who is just an ordinary person.
Stunned Clara, without realizing she was crying, guilt began to eat away at her, imagining the unfortunate fate that befell Nesya.
“I excuse me.” Clara ran out with a tear-streaked face, it hurt a lot, fought desperately in the land of people to achieve her dreams, that's all she did for Fariz, because of the promise of the man who will marry her when Clara is successful. But Fariz never asked Clara to continue her education abroad, but the stubborn Clara remained steadfast with her decision.
“I'll go, I don't want to be a household bully people,” the girl is still sobbing, if only she could be selfish, Clara would have used this opportunity to snatch Fariz from Nesya, but his heart did not bear to separate a child from his father.
“Do not!”
“Why? There's no point in me here anymore,”
“Because I love you.”
Deg
Silent, only four eyes met each other, but their lips were tightly closed, Radit was just awakened by his words.
“Emm I'm in first.” The misbehaved Radit was about to step his foot into Fariz's room.
The man's net was rounded, his heart rhythm irregular, as he felt a wet and soft object stuck to his lips. Several times he seemed to open his eyes in disbelief.
“Sorry.” Clara realized her actions, her cheeks blushed, looking at Radit who was still in her shock, she quickly ran towards her car.
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