The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
88. Brigitta Condition (2)

"How is Yol's condition?" Ask me one more time.

"If you want to know why not see for yourself, huh? Staying here clearly shows that you don't care about Brother Yolan!" Staring sharp.

It's not that I don't want to go there, but Jasson won't let me. May I obey the words of my husband.

"Can't answer! Take off my hands!"

"MOR." I said pressing. My eyes are glass. I'd love to know what happened to Yolan.

"Sister Yol is hysterical again. Just like when I met you first. But this is much worse! Already been? You're not satisfied?"

"What exactly did Yolan suffer?"

"Hem.." morisa slit her breath. I was waiting for him to tell me.

"Is that important to you? Why so much of it anyway. Brother Yol is also no one to you!"

There is a feeling that cannot be described in my heart. There was a strong feeling of sadness and resentment when Morisa ignored me when asking about K Yolan

"Yes very important, I'm worried about Brother Yolanda!" Saying me aloud.

" But Yolan amnesia. For 10 years she was separated from her family. Brother Yol crashes a plane and loses his memory! Already been? Release my hand!"

Morisa violently jerked my hand to escape.

Morisa ran to her room, without waiting for me who was silent to fondle her words.

"Ten years ago? Plane crash? Amnesia?"

Is he perhaps my Yolanda brother? But isn't Yol's brother gone?

Is it just similar? Morisa's story is very similar to my long lost brother's.

I turned around and headed straight for my room.

I find it very difficult to close my eyes thinking about all this.

Suddenly my phone rang I deftly woke up from my sleeping position.

I breathed because it was not as expected. Jeni was the one who called me in the middle of the night.

He's sifting through the office files and files.

I pressed my forehead.

Remembering that file and file were in an old contract. I called the one with the contract and I was happy when the contact I left there was nothing to fill. I'll take the initiative to leave in the morning.

Without feeling I was really asleep. The next morning I woke up. Although sleep was not good and very uncomfortable I tried to get up from sleep and clean my face and brush my teeth.

Long story short, I was already in contract.

I was very happy to be able to feel the atmosphere in a place that witnessed my struggle so far I was looking first what I wanted but when I opened the small drawer in the closet accidentally dropped the clothes that I wanted it's there.

With one breath I smiled. It's not uncommon for me to experience this while I'm here. This drawer is problematic.

I talked to myself while putting clothes in a large plastic bag but I was surprised to find a neatly folded syall in the closet I pulled it and stretched it. Considering I've seen this before but it's not mine but Yolanda's. Yep. I'm sure now this is the answer from the one above. I was so happy to call the driver to help me lift all the plastic bags into the car I quickly locked the door and headed to the hospital.

Up there I was very surprised to find my husband who looked very random, and looked fragile.

After listening to him talk and listening to me talk he hugged me in his arms.

He calmed me. I felt comfortable in his arms and spoke that soft language. Finally after he wiped the tears on my cheek we entered together into Yol's room.

I was fragile and sad, I began to greet her with a frenzy without my tears flowing, she immediately rubbed my alkaline cheeks.

I'm so clumsy I hate this myself.

After trying to talk for a little bit to help Brother Yol remember me. I took out the syall that I carried little by little with the coercion and pain that he felt he remembered with mother yelsin and sister Bhishma but, me? Wh why? Brother Yolan doesn't remember. I tried to keep piling up stories of the past hoping he remembered but Yolan was hysterical.

I was scared and very worried.

Aaaahhhh, my stomach reacted a little. It hurt but I held it and continued to persuade Yol's sister not to pull her hair. My husband finally went to call the doctor.

I held a sick stomach. But when the door opened again I let go of the hand that was holding the stomach I held Jasson's hand.

I'm afraid of Yolan's condition.

We get out of there leaving Yolan's brother in the care of a doctor.

The stomach that was feeling dark gradually subsided.

The doctor came out of the room and told me about Yolan's condition, which made me despair.

I cried, in his arms. I feel lost hope.

I blame myself. It's my fault I shouldn't have forced Brother Yolan to remember me.

But Jasaon is so good he always gives me confidence.

Soon Morisa comes she looks at me not like. He was more surprised after hearing Jasaon's words.

She looked at me and walked over violently she scolded me and grabbed my hair.

It hurts obviously. So hurt. Jasaon quickly let go of Morisa's hand and pulled her away from me.

"What are you doing? It's crazy!! This is a hospital don't make a fuss. Don't accuse me recklessly, and one where's your manners?"

Jasson's words, he kept defending me.

"What's? Good manners? Brother I know for sure this is all because this is the person who is always the older brother. Yesterday Brother Yol was better. Why now become? Basic women *#+¥@#;!("!#¥£¥"

All Morisa's swearing.

Jasson quickly smothered that mouth.

I could only watch the commotion of the brothers that made me so dizzy.

"If you want to make a fuss here, you better just go home Sa!"

Immediately Morisa kept quiet and looked annoyed at me.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have forced Brother Yolan to recall his brain memory."

I'm menagis.

"Kan, did I say Brother Jas, he did it myself! Basic Crazy. I know wrong even pretended to be a hotshot. Who do you want to help brother yol ingant of the past? The family? No kan! So why do you have to do everything!!"

"Morisa enough!! If you don't know what it's better not to talk carelessly! You better go! Now!! Don't let me do anything rough, Mor!"

"Sat Brother"

"Morissa!!"

Morisa stomped her feet and passed away with a small whisper that I could still hear.

"Darling, it's not your fault! No crying! Do not enter into the words of Morisa in the heart. You know he is like a child. So, just gnaw the wind through."

"But what Morisa says is true, I made Brother Yol like that. If I wasn't too excited to tell you everything, maybe Yol won't be hysterical anymore!"

I'm really stupid.

But Jasaon brought me. And give me encouragement in my life.

Suddenly my head was dizzy and my stomach seemed to wriggle to take out its contents.

I cut my own mouth.

"What's wrong?"

I'm shaking.

Letting go of the defender and menggona look good only. But I really want to vomit. This is a morning habit that may have been missed when building. Usually in the morning after waking up the gita will be nauseous but I don't know that he did not feel it and instead now his stomach reacts.

"Dear I went to the toilet for a minute!" Gita.

"You okay? Do I need to accompany you?"

"No need! I can do it myself." I said and quickly turned to the bathroom. And that makes me even more upset. The bathroom was broken. Aaaaaa I can't stand the blob feeling like it's in the esophagus. I smothered my mouth while running out of Rs. I don't know about Rs. I don't know where the toilets are than I'd rather just take them outside.

I ran towards a quiet place on the side of the road. I crouched under a tree and vomited my stomach. After I stood up. And cleaned my mouth with the tissue I used to carry everywhere.

As I rubbed my lips. I looked straight ahead. I was so shocked to find Morisa at the end there. I wanted to run after but I racked my brain. Mana might be overtaken by this distance. I'd rather run towards the parking lot of Rs. And told the driver to follow Morisa. I forgot about Jasson. In the middle of the road, I realized that the bag I was using was placed in the waiting chair. I hit the jidat. The cell phone was there how could he be this sloppy.

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