
“If Om Victor and Arsyan want to argue, not here. Om Victor and Arsyan can get out of Syafira's room.” Aleta opened the door wide, then moved closer towards Syafira and hugged her.
Victor and Arsyan went outside. The two of them walked into the deserted waiting room. There was no one else but the two of them.
Then, both Victor and Arsyan sat down. There are two seats that separate the two.
“You, why can you make Syafira fall! I deserve to be angry because Syafira no longer has parents who will defend her when something bad happens to her! Why are you so careless! For the wound nothing!” reflect Victor with eyes full of anger to the young man before him. Since then he has been staring hard at the young man who just threatened him.
“Om, don't be mad at me. Om should have listened to my story before Om accused me of a no-no!” bela Arsyan, since then he did not hesitate at all and continued to return Victor's gaze.
“Good, I'll hear your explanation. Now tell me, I want to hear what your defense is!” sternly Victor began to growl. It was as if Arsyan was just looking for an excuse to delay the peak of his anger.
“Yesterday, I saw Syafira crying. I don't know what the real problem is. But when I asked Aleta earlier, she said Syafira didn't want to meet Om! Om know why Syafira wants to go with me?
Victor shook his head and continued to listen to Arsyan's explanation. He knows, here he is not entirely right. And Arsyan is not entirely wrong either. The look on his face that still looked at him with hatred.
“Syafira wants to work in a cafe for not wanting to depend on Om anymore! And I could only find him a place to work, because if I openly gave him money. Syafira will reject it!” Arsyan. “Regarding the accident I know I was wrong! But I also want Om to introspect, so Om doesn't just look for my mistakes. Maybe for Om, Syafira is not important! But for me Syafira is very important! Maybe for Om, Syafira's tears are biased, but for me, I don't see Syafia crying even more she doesn't have a father and a mother!” Arsyan.
With Victor's right hand scooped his face rough. Arsyan's words made him aware.
Silent, the two stared at each other intently.
"I will take care of Syafira without you telling me,” Victor said. Heard Arsyan telling his bossy soul to rebel. It's not usually that he gets a word from someone else. Can not be silent when ABG children arrange it at will without the slightest sense of courtesy.
"I trust Om Victor to take care of Syafira tonight! Immediately apologize, and promise not to hurt Syafira again!" tell Arsyan, as a guy friend who likes Syafira.
Victor did not answer. Silence and increasingly inflamed, because Arsyan still dare to tell him. Observing, looking with a deadly gaze towards the teenager.
“Jaga Syafira Om!”
“I have to go home now because Mama told me to go home!" arsyan said while looking at his watch which had shown at eight o'clock at night.
YOU BRAT! swearing Victor in the heart, on Arsyan's attitude.
He continued to observe Arsyan again walking into the treatment room to talk to Syafira.
Victor followed Arsyan back to the Syafira treatment room. He cannot be angry, even though Arsyan is younger. But what he said was true.
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