Between Love and Hate the Master
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Inside him there was still a sense of annoyance, anger, annoyance, hatred ahhh everything mixed into one. One thing is certain at this time Thika must immediately prepare and meet her father no matter what.

After taking a shower, Thika looked at herself in front of the vanity mirror. His face was pale with puffy eyes because after the bath.

'Strengthen yourselves! You must be strong! Because in the end only myself can count on.' His words encouraged him.

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Then he went down to the dining room. He could see Abi, Roy and some subordinates were discussing until it was finally finished after his arrival.

Thika pulled the chair to sit down, she admitted her stomach was currently very rumbling because last night she did not eat at all.

Soon his phone rang. An unknown number called him. He hesitated a little to lift it up. But the call repeatedly rang. Thika quickly picked up her phone.

"Hello….?" Ask.

📞 "Thika…. My sister doesn't have much time. Please come to the funeral, Dad…. Dad's dead." Said Mahen across there in a slightly trembling voice.

Mahen contacted Thika through the office phone, because earlier the call from her would definitely not come in. It was Abi who had blocked the Sanjaya family's access.

His phone fell to the floor and broke. While Thika fell to the floor, she fell weak when she heard the news. Her body trembled her beautiful eyes had already let out tears that were falling on the floor.

"Sorry dad…. Hix…. Forgive Thika." His wife was crying.

How could he be a child of disobedience, even at the last moment his father he did not accompany him beside him. Even he himself did not know what his father's last request was. As a child he obviously wanted to hear his father's final request and with all his energy would fulfill it.

While Abi who saw Thika like that, quickly approached and aligned himself.

"What's wrong?" Ask Abi.

While Thika did not answer because she was still sobbing in her tears. However, before long he quickly looked up at Abi with a sad look in his eyes.

"Please…. Hix…. Let me go see dad…. Pl-please…. Just this once I asked you…. Please…." Isak Thika, cupping her hands in front of her chest.

"Please…. Once in…." Sluggishly.

Then Thika soon fell unconscious. Abi quickly carries Thika's body and takes her to his room. And then he told Roy to call a doctor.

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Shortly, the doctor came. "Doctor please check on my wife!" He said as the doctor entered the room.

The doctor took Thika seriously.

"Looks miss, a little bit of fatigue and also excessive stress. In addition, the lady is also dehydrated and I think the lady has not eaten from yesterday so that makes her body weak." Said the doctor.

Meanwhile Abi, who heard the doctor's words just nodded in understanding. In her heart she blamed herself for making Thika become like this.

After that, the doctor resigned.

While Abi was sitting on the side of the bed staring at Thika who was rubbed limp. "What do you think hmmm? Sorry for making you this way." Mumbled Abi. His hand even stroked his wife's black mane.

Roy returned after dropping off the doctor. "Roy, we're speeding up the plan. Arrange for our men to catch Fani right now with both parents!" Abi's Word. With a fire in his eyes.

"And one thing Roy, please find out where Thika lived before and check this necklace as well." Said Abi picking up the necklace that was coiled around Thika's neck.

Roy surprised. "It's…."

Abi understood what Roy meant. "I think there's been something hidden here for years. And still in touch with Vira." Abi said with confidence.

Abi got up and left the room after gently peeping Thika's forehead. He also instructed the servants to look after Thika who was still unconscious.

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At funerals.

After the military funeral, Thika did not appear at all. It made Mahen, Major Agatha, Nisha and Sarah a little confused. They obviously could not delay the funeral on the grounds that Thika had not yet come.

Because of General Sanjaya's position, during state funeral ceremonies, military funerals are mandatory, preceded by the last religious ceremony before the funeral journey begins. Three-volley salutes are the norm performed by an army of seven soldiers who are sometimes a mix of Armed Forces or Police personnel who depend on their careers.

After the ceremony was over, they all gathered to pray in front of the tomb. Pray sincerely to lead Tan Sanjaya's departure.

"Sister, Thika hasn't come yet. I'm worried." Said Nisha who was worried about her best friend's situation.

He may be crying or slumped over the loss of someone very valuable to him.

"After all is done we will come to his mansion. I don't think he's okay." Mahen.

While Nisha herself knew, the man next to her was also not okay with losing the person she cared about so much. Moreover, it was that the old man must have been very painful.

Nisha also linked her finger with Mahen's finger hoping to channel a little spirit to the man.

"All will be well." Nisha.

Mahen pressed his hand to hold Nisha's hand.

Seriate…..