Chris, who had been in the cafe in front of the hospital waiting for his drink to be delivered by the waiter, began to look around because he was bored. Chris's eyes focused on the middle-aged man who was sitting not far from his place.
With a little hesitation, Chris approached the middle-aged man. He looked familiar with the face of the middle-aged man.
Although his appearance was a little strange, according to Chris, Chris recalls that the middle-aged man used to wear his coat at the office, but now only uses a jacket, with a hat and glasses.
"Mr. David?" Chris asked doubtfully at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked stunned for a moment to find Chris, who was now in front of him.
Should he reveal his true identity here or lie?
That's what the middle-aged man had in mind.
With a little hesitation, for the sake of his colleague, he exposed his identity.
"Oooh sir Chris .... sit down," said the middle-aged man.
"Ah, it's true. I thought I was wrong because you responded to me for a long time," said Chris without losing his respect.
"How did you realize me? Even though I purposely used it like this so that no one would know me here," said the middle-aged man.
"Ahh, that ... I memorized a little of your stature ... uh not only you but all my colleagues that I know Mr. David," said Chris.
"Mmm, it's not wrong. Young people have better catching power than men like me," said the middle-aged man.
Chris quickly shook his head and refused.
Soon Chris's drink came and was placed on the table where Chris was.
"What are Mr. David doing here?" asked Chris politely.
"Mmm, just looking for someone ... it's just that I couldn't find her."
Chris was attracted by what the middle-aged man had just said.
"Is she lost?"
"You could say ... She's still my family," said the middle-aged man.
Chris nodded his head as if he understood the words.
"How about you?"
'What should I say?' Chris muttered to himself.
There's no way Chris could say that, right? Moreover, his brother tried to protect Clara in such a way, and he also didn't want to tell someone about his father, who worked at the hospital.
"Ah, I just visited my acquaintances," said Chris as casually as possible.
The middle-aged man also nodded his head like Chris before.
"Oh yes, do you have any doctor acquaintances in that hospital?" asked the middle-aged man suddenly.
Suddenly Chris fell silent in a thousand languages.
How could he not know the doctor in the hospital? His father was the doctor there, not to mention if the most significant facts have revealed.
"Mmm, if I may know what's wrong, sir? Why did Mr. David ask the doctor at the hospital?
Are you sick? "asked Chris at last.
Quickly the middle-aged man shook his head.
"Ah, no, it's just... umm, Mr. Chris, it would be better to forget about my question," said the middle-aged man.
Chris felt like he wanted to take a deep breath and squealed his relief, but don't worry. Chris is not stupid. If he does that, it will raise real suspicion, right?
"All right ..." Said Chris briefly as he took a sip of his drink, which he had not touched.
"That was close," Chris muttered in his head.
After a long conversation between the two of them, the middle-aged man said goodbye to Chris first, and of course, Chris invited him.
Not long after the middle-aged man left him, he decided to return to the hospital, more precisely Clara's inpatient room.
To be honest, Chris was still thinking about his conversation with the middle-aged man David. According to Chris, the man looked a little different from the usual he had met at the office to work together, not yet again with his appearance that was very far from routine.
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"Sir ... I have received information about the middle-aged man you were looking for."
"What have you got?"
"He is one of the CEOs of a large company in the property sector, but so far he has never shown his face in public, only as his colleagues know his identity."
Mr. K knit his eyebrows when his belief said that the CEO is engaged in the property sector. Isn't it possible for Chris to know him better?
"What is his name?"
"David, sir."
"Ah, well ... any other information?"
"No, sir."
"Very well ... if there is additional information, please let me know as soon as possible."
After the conversation, Mr.K cut off the telephone
'I'd better find out through Chris. He may know,' Mr.K muttered to himself.
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Chris just walked into Clara's inpatient room without noticing to the front where Mr. K was waiting for him.
"Chris," said Mr. K to Chris, who still lowered his head while thinking about the middle-aged man he just met.
"Ahh .. y..- yes," Chris replied, a little surprised by the greeting Mr.K.
"What's wrong with you? Like you're thinking about something?" asked Mr.K, knitting his eyebrows in confusion.
"Mmm ... I just met my acquaintance at the office ... but he's a little suspicious, and my feeling says he's avoiding someone or looking for someone," said Chris, staring at his brother.
'Did Chris meet that middle-aged man?' Mr.K said in his head.
"Who are the acquaintances you met?" asked Mr. K to the point.
This time it was Chris's turn to be confused.
It is the first time his brother is curious about him or curious about the person Chris met.
"Are you curious about me?" asked Chris to Mr.K.
Mr. K seemed to take a deep breath and turned his gaze towards Clara for a moment. Mr. K didn't want Clara to hear about what Mr. K would say to Chris next.
After feeling that Clara was still asleep and hadn't woken up, Mr. K looked back at Chris.
"Let's sit on the sofa over there first," said Mr. K to Chris.
Of course, Chris immediately followed Mr. K's steps towards the sofa near the exit.
"I was investigating one of your acquaintances ... and according to what you said earlier ... the acquaintance you met is the person I was looking for."
Thump
'Investigation? What do you do? and why are you looking for it? '
Chris was stunned for a moment and tried to digest his brother's words well.
"The person I met is Mr. David, a CEO who is engaged in property, or rather he is one of my partners," said Chris at last.
"As I thought Chris ... I'm looking for it," said Mr.K seriously.
"Why are you looking for him?"
"I can't tell you the reason .... but what I need to tell you is .... it's true that he's looking for someone ... namely Clara," said Mr.K to Chris.
"How come?!" said Chris, slightly rising.
Mr. K immediately fell silent with his cold gaze. He gave Chris a code to shut up and did not raise his voice.
Chris, who understood the gaze, immediately closed his mouth tightly and opened his mouth only to say "sorry" to Mr.K.
Mr.K stood up from his place for a moment, towards Clara's bed, because Mr. K had seen a little movement from Clara.
Clara blinked her eyes slowly.
Exactly as Mr.K expected, now Clara has awakened from her sleep.
"Are you ... still here?"
"Do you think ?"
Clara only smiled faintly at Mr.K's answer.
"I'm here until you get well," said Mr.K.
"Hum ... thanks ... don't leave without telling me," Clara said, staring at Mr.K weakly.
Mr. K smiled as he stroked Clara's hair gently.
"(cough) ... it seems you don't remember me who is here," said Chris, stepping his feet closer to the two.
"Don't mind him," said Mr. K to Clara.
"Hey, don't be like that to your brother ... after all, he's the one who took care of me while you're not around," Clara said to Mr. K while advising.
Chris, who heard about it, couldn't help but laugh happily.
'It's not wrong if Clara becomes my sister-in-law later.'
"Okay."
Only those short words Mr.K could say to Clara.
"Woah ... you did follow Clara's words," Chris shrieked happily in his mind.
"Thank you, Sis," said Chris to Clara.
"Sis? That's not like you call me sis?" Clara asked, confused at Chris, who was now beside Mr. K beside Clara's bed.
'Okay ... Starting today, I have determined myself to call you 'Sis' because after I thought that only you could conquer my cold brother ... so thanks again, Clara,' said Chris in his mind.
Clara tried to hold back her laughter at Chris's words, while Mr. K glared manically at Chris who was beside her as if saying 'Watch out you!' To his little Chris.
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