Morning Star
Hospital

Seeing Kejora look happy with others, Making Mr. Baskara try to make Madam Den sure if the plan is wrong.

“You must beware of that brat Ms. Sandra!”

“What else is Baskara? How many times have I told you? Don't make a scenario for Keke to come back to you.” Mr. Bas sighed in annoyance.

“Not that Miss Sandra, did you not imagine the possibility of Kejora turning and asking Angga to help her? Or even provide information about us?” Madam Den was stunned and understood the possibility, she looked at Mr. Bas who was so sure to explain if it happened then this plan failed and became the stumbling block of their fall.

Seeing Madam Den speechless, Mr. Baskara smiled cunningly feeling his words managed to affect the woman in front of him.

“Will I see for myself with my eyes.” Madam Den said, "and take care of your duties do not think about Keke continuously, is his replacement not enough?"

Mr. Baskara shook his head, "I love your son."

Madam Den laughed sarcastically, "love your sickly wife. You said to Keke that because he's young and beautiful, don't be a hypocrite." Said Madam Den passed leaving Pak Bas in his room.

"I'm still hearted, not like you." Sinis Pak Bas when Madam Den was gone from the room.

***

“After princess.” Angga immediately got off, walked around to the passenger door and opened the door for Kejora, making the woman only smile when Angga was in style as if to allow big guests to get out of the car.

“You're so overrated Mr. Journalist.” Angga chuckled because Kejora always mocked him as a journalist master.

“Emm..” Kejora thinned his lips and seemed hesitant to speak, Angga tilted his head and lowered his head slightly in order to see the face of Kejora clearly.

“What's up?”

“Where are you going?” Angga Manyun and thought of raising his shoulders he said, “entah, go home maybe.” Answer, “Why?”

“Emm.. Maybe you want to eat eczema while sitting in kindergarten there.” Tawar Kejora pointed to the minimarket where not far from there is TK.

Angga smiled widely with a neat row of teeth, “I'll be very happy.” Follow and walk first “Ayo.” Invite her cheerfully as Kejora slightly lagged a step and waited for her to catch up with him immediately.

Kejora only smiles in response to the behavior of Angga who seemed impatient to get his ice cream immediately, he continued to walk casually even though Angga was a little far ahead of him who occasionally turned his back and stopped his steps to ask Kejora to speed up his steps.

They sat in the kindergarten while enjoying the ice cream, “You know? Last time I ate ice cream was SMA.” Kejora shocked in disbelief, “because every time I eat eczema I always remember my mother.”

Kejora turned a little and found Angga staring at his eakrim nanar “but, no problem because now the feeling is a little lost and replaced by happy memories.” Angga immediately smiled and turned to Kejora who was still looking at him “because when I ate ice cream, I definitely remembered you.” He was still staring at Kejora.

There was a warm sigh that Kejora felt, from the gaze of Angga as if floating a few arrows that made his heart feel a sensation as if it was about to explode.

And this was the first time Kejora had felt something strange rumbling in her chest just from getting a gaze from a man, not a look of lust but a warm gaze full of shade.

A moment of looking at each other, Kejora cleared his throat and averted his gaze from Angga's gaze, clumsily he went back to eating his ice cream.

Angga chuckles at a glance at the red hue on Kejora's cheek, “if we meet under different circumstances, is there a chance you would like to be with me?”

“Ughuk.” Choking Kejora felt the ice cream liquid flowing in his nasal cavity, Angga stared worriedly. The Kejora receives the tissue in Angga's hand and rubs his life and mouth.

Angga saw that there was a little ice cream left on the face of Kejora that had not been wiped with the tissue earlier. He brought his body closer and rubbed Kejora's cheeks with his thumb, Kejora gasped over Angga's sweet treatment.

He looked at Angga who was so close to him for trying to remove the ice cream stain just now, the two were now fighting gazes.

Maybe no one knows, or just the feeling of Kejora only because he felt the face of Angga getting closer. His cheeks met red because not only his feelings, but Angga did bring his face closer to him. Kejora immediately turned a blind eye, in addition to being ashamed, unhypocritical, Kejora also imagined other things that he should not have imagined. If that right really happens, then Angga will be the owner of the first kiss of the person he loves.

Seeing Kejora close his eyes, Angga realized what he was just about to do. He was wide-eyed and immediately returned to his starting position. "Sorry.sorry.." Reveal Angga made Kejora open his eyes a little disappointed.

“Eemm..eghem.." Kejora cleared his nerves and scratched his non-itchy cheeks.

"We'll talk about something else." Angga said no less nervous.

"Yes.we focus on our mission only.” Sahut Kejora shifted the topic while wiping the ice cream in his hand.

“Yah's.. I will save you immediately and free you from that evil woman.” The Kejora just nodded slowly.

“Oh.. As soon as it turns out?”

The two of them were shocked when they heard a voice that was very familiar to Kejora, they turned around and were shocked because there was Madam Den standing behind them crossing their arms over her chest.

“What does it mean to save him young man?” Angga's tongue was clouded because what he saw was far from what he expected.

“Kejora, get in the car.” Madam Den's orders, the look of fear clearly visible in front of the Kejora, Angga saw that and immediately grabbed the hands of Kejora, pulling him to stand behind her.

“Remember my promise, I will protect you.” Whispering, Madam Den looked at the two of them with a cold aura filled with hatred.

“Hei! He's my son, you who have no rights.”

“Child?” Angga sneers and snorts “Sell it to old man”

“I don't sell it young!” Decisively

“Oh yes? But why did I get to meet him at the auction?” Investigating Angga stared wryly at the woman.

“Kejora.” Madam Den called out with high intonation.

“Takkan I let you take him.”

“What can you do?” Madam Den raised her hand and 3 sturdy people came out of the car parked behind her.

Angga slightly walked back to see the 3 people approaching towards him, it seemed like he had to be battered tonight.

Kejora stepped up and is now in front of Angga “Mami, don't.” Madam Den smiled cynically, “ini are you hiding Ke? I took care of you, fed you, and then you tried to betray me?”

Kejora shook his head “not that, I followed your plan with my act. Really am! I have no plans for you Mam.” One of the strapping men pulled Kejora, Angga grabbed the man's hand.

“Don't you dare hurt her in front of me.” Angga said firmly, the three of them just stared as if humbling Angga.

“Force him, take him to the car.” Madam Den's orders.

“Hei!” Angga was willing to step in to hold the man down but a fist hit his stomach, making him bend over with the pain instantly.

Kejora yells “Don't.I beg you don't hurt him Mam!” Please Kejora before being forced into the car, “actually I do not want to hurt him, but he is so pretentious and a lot of style.” Said Madam Den asking the two people to stop beating Angga, they released Angga's body and then fell to the ground. The Kejora could only cry looking at that scene from the car.

“Saving him? You're so weak what can you do? These are just two of my men, not yet another, what can you do? Looks like you don't know who I am and what I'm capable of doing for a weak flea like you.” Cibir Madam Den and approaching Angga.

“You don't know who I really am, even I can remove you from this world easily.” Madam Den laughed sarcastically looking at the whimpering Angga holding her stomach “let her.” Madam Den turned around and headed to her car.

“Akkhh.sial..sial..shial Rintih Angga trying to rise.

“Kejora! Hear me! I'll help you!” Shouted Angga trying to catch up, and saw the two cars starting to leave the location.

*** 

THE PLAQUE!

Loud slap makes Kejora fall to rest on the floor “anak do not know myself, I always obey your wishes, even grant your request to escape from the stubborn Baskara.” Madam Den is so angry, Kejora can only rest and cry, “you will accept your punishment! I don't care about you.”

Long time hose Pak Baskara entered with his happy face “what did I say?” arrogant, “take him with you, don't pay! I don't care about him.” Kejora begs for mercy while prostrating on the feet of Madam Den. "You misunderstood Mam, forgive me.." Refer Kejora pleads to be legged by Madam Den but ignored.

“Sudahh.. You're mine.” Mr. Bas pulls Kejora's arm.

“Mam, forgive me.maam..” Madam Den again ignored Kejora, she again sat back in her chair.

Kejora is working hard against Mr. Bas's hand-pulling. “Cute!” Mr. Bas further strengthened his strength to fight against the rejection of the Kejora.

“Log in!” Kejora fell in the back seat of Mr. Bus's car. “We're going to have fun tonight, you know I miss your beautiful body so much.” Obviously Mr. Bas laughed a grin.

***

“You brought this prostitute home? You're crazy!”

“Peach your mouth Barra!”

“If he's here, I'll go!”

"Go I don't care, take your sick mother, I'm not sure you can live outside my facility either." Pak Bas's ejek, Barra sizzled angrily looking at her father.

“I just took my tools! There's no way I'll let him here with you.” Barra looked at the bound woman and her mouth was plastered in black duct tape.

“What will you do to him?” Asked again when he saw his father again carrying a suitcase filled with firearms, Mr. Bas just laughed “it's none of your business! Take care of your dying mother.” Barra clenched her hands, she stared hatefully at her father.

If he didn't need the money to care for his sick mother, he would have refused when his father asked him to become a deputy director at his father's company.

Barra may be a bad boy and is known to have a bad relationship history, but she loves her mother very much.

Dropping back his car, Mr. Bas took Kejora away from the place, while Barra was still staring at the car coming out of the fence of his house.

He had looked into the eyes of the woman who was with his father, even though he hated her even wanting to kill him, but there was a feeling of pity because his psychopathic father would definitely do something crazy to him.

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