By still using the sweater that he previously used, without wearing his mustache and only wearing a hat, Mr.K walked out of the hospital, intending to breathe open air after the awkwardness that happened in Clara's inpatient room earlier.
Just now, Mr.K was about to step his foot from the hospital lobby, and unexpectedly he looked from across the hospital a middle-aged man with his trademark hat and glasses.
"Damn .... that stalker!" Startled Mr.K when he saw the middle-aged man.
Mr. K quickly undoes his intention and takes a quick call on his father.
"Dad ... patient ident—"
"Yes, I know ... his identity will not appear in this hospital ... I have kept it a secret .. and I have conveyed it to my subordinates."
"Ahh .. okay ... thank you, dad."
There was a voice of relief from Mr.K's voice.
"Hum ... take good care of my daughter-in-law ... I don't want her to get hurt like that ... and the lab results are out ... she does have a stomach infection ... She must change her diet."
Mr. K freezes in his place.
'What does daddy mean?, daughter-in-law? Who said my lover Clara? I don't like— ' Mr.K muttered to himself, ending in confusion because somehow his heart refused to say that he doesn't like Clara.
Mr. K scratching his neck, that was not itchy, and his heart seemed to be rumbling wildly.
"Kev ... are you still there?"
Mr. K quickly neutralized the roar of his breath.
"Yes ... I'll go back to your room ... dad, keep it a secret."
"Okay."
After the conversation was over, Mr. K hung up on the phone and turned back toward Clara's room.
"Aish, why is that middle-aged man everywhere ... from the clothes he wears, he should be someone important in the company, but why is that man hanging around here ... or maybe he—"
Those are the things that are on Mr.K's mind this time.
Mr.K accelerated his steps towards Clara's ward, which was in that particular room.
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(Sound the door open)
Chris, who had been there, turned his head towards the door.
"I guess who," said Chris when he found Mr.K, who was in the doorway of Clara's inpatient room.
"Is she asleep?" asked Mr.K when he saw Clara from afar appearing to close her eyes.
Chris nodded his head in response.
Mr. K then sat next to Chris on the empty sofa bench space.
"Did someone suspicious come here?" asked Mr.K to confirm to Chris.
Chris knit his brows for a moment then shook his head.
"Don't worry, no one has been here while I'm here," said Chris, looking at his brother.
"That's good," said Mr.K briefly.
"Now tell me ... exactly what is your relationship with Clara? Why does she seem anxious and restless when she has not heard from you for a few days ago."
Mr. K closed his eyes for a moment before starting his conversation with Chris.
"Mmm ... Clara and I tied to work ... it's just that I feel I am responsible for her," said Mr.K to Chris.
"Job? What work do you mean? Until now, you never told dad or me about your job," Chris asked curiously.
"You don't need to know ... and if you can, don't many people or doctors know my existence as a father's son here ... I can't tell you at this time ... you have to remember ... I will protect my people," said Mr.K sincerely.
'What do you mean, brother? why is he so mysterious? "Chris muttered in his mind.
"It's up to you ... but I'll obey your words ... and bro ... can you be like this not too cold to dad and me?" asked Chris.
"I'll think about it," said Mr.K.
"I want to give you a little advice .... it's up to you whether you want to hear it or not," Chris muttered a little doubtfully.
"What ?"
"Follow your heart, bro… I think you and Clara are suitable ... especially for people like you who are cold and don't want to argue… I think the only Clara I see can argue with you."
Mr.K was silent and seemed to think about what Chris said late.
He honestly had time to think about what Chris said. It's just that he's been trying to deny it as much as possible.
Chris sigh when he saw the reaction on Mr. K's face, which looked grave and thoughtful.
"I'll be out for a while ... now you take care of Clara," said Chris to Mr.K.
Without waiting for Mr.K's answer, Chris stepped his feet out of Clara's inpatient room.
"Is it possible for me to open my heart to you at a time like this," muttered Mr.K in his heart, staring at Clara, who was still lying asleep in the hospital bed.
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"Mr. Mike, has there been any news about my sister?" Jacob asked someone on the phone.
"Not yet ... I'm currently looking for her at the hospital too."
"Hospital? Why look there?" Jacob asked, confused.
"Just in case, I guess there's nothing wrong looking there too."
"Hah ~~ okay, let me know as soon as possible Mr. Mike, me and my father are waiting for you."
"okay."
After the call, Jacob immediately turned off the phone.
Knock knock knock
"Come in," said Jacob, who is still in his office.
"Are you busy?" asked the girl who was approaching him now.
"Ah ... no," Jacob replied, stretching his stiff neck muscles.
"Oh, yes, how about my meeting with your sister? Have you arranged our meeting?"
Thump!
Instantly Jacob's body stiffened.
Oh, come on, why that question came out of his lover's mouth.
"Ah, my sister is busy ... so she can't find the right time to meet you yet ... I'll ask him back, okay," said Jacob lied to Jessi.
Jacob and his father have promised to close Clara's whereabouts, which they have not been able to trace until now.
"Okay then," said Jessi with a sad face.
"Hey ... why is your face like that?" Jacob asked his girlfriend.
Jessi just shook her head in response.
"Later, I'll call her again ... don't be like that hubby," Jacob said as naturally as possible, holding Jessi's hand.
Jessi just nodded her head.
'Damn, I can't meet that girl yet,' Jessi muttered in her mind
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