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Everyone frowned confusedly, hearing the answer from Ranveer's uncle. It's unbelievable, with what he's doing, with playing around in concocting drugs, which not everyone knows, what concocted it. In fact, himself, also did not know what the antidote was.

"Then, how can we restore the condition of Mr Vijay Singh and my brother Aji?" ask Jeny hysterically. He's impatient. He feels disappointed. Apparently, there was an uncle who could do all that to his own nephew.

"Uncle has not had time to research, and is too busy with new plans, and joint affairs with the young man," Ranveer's uncle reasoned.

"Then, what's uncle's plan for my brother?" ask Jeny. He wanted to know more, regarding the plan that had been drawn up by Ranveer's uncle, Mr Vijay Singh's personal assistant and also his older brother, Aji Putra.

"Basic is shameless!" said the great master Sangkoer Singh, slapping his brother-in-law's cheek, Ranveer's uncle.

"Please, sir" said Dr. Dimas, breaking up the two brothers' dispute.

Doctor Dimas, and Papa Gilang, held the hands of the great master Sangkoer Singh, so as not to be rude to his sister-in-law. Though, the three of them just now, just silent, heard and noticed everything that was told by Ranveer's uncle. The two of them, could still refrain from doing anything, as an outlet of his anger. But it seemed, the great master Sangkoer Singh, could no longer contain his anger.

"What's the plan for my brother?" ask Jeny again. She was impatient, wanting to know what Ranveer's uncle was planning on her brother.

"I want to make him depend on me. After that, I want him to marry my son, who has been rejected by Mr. Vijay Singh, who is now still in a coma," replied Ranveer's uncle, bowing his face.

"Basic You! There is no shame!" shouted the great lord Sangkoer Singh, from where he stood. He could no longer get close to his sister, because he was still being held by Papa Gilang and Doctor Dimas.

"Call the police! Although the crime is in India, but there are Indonesian citizens who are victims. Let the Indian police pick it up and process it later!" said the great lord Sangkoer Singh, giving his orders.

"Not now!" jeny shouted with a groan, towards the great lord Sangkoer Singh.

"If he goes to jail in the near future, what about the antidote?" jeny asked, continuing her words, for the reason of rejecting the report to the police at this time.

"That can be done by my lab team," replied the great master Sangkoer Singh, not to be outdone.

"But he knows more. So, it would be faster if he did it. And that's under the watchful eye of all of us" said Jeny, refuting the answer of the great lord Sangkoer Singh.

The great lord Sangkoer Singh, looked towards Jeny with a sharp gaze. He did not believe it nor did he ever expect, if there was a little girl, whom he did not know, to suddenly vehemently oppose and refute him. In fact, all this time, no one had been able to refuse orders from him. He is the ruler of southeast Asia, which drives the economy of all garment and textile factories in developing countries, such as this country of Indonesia.

"I will be supervising the manufacture of the antidote!" doctor Dimas offered to offer himself.

"I'll be watching him too!" jeny said with a firm tone.

"You know what?" ask the great lord Sangkoer Singh cynically. He did not believe in the abilities of the people he had just known.

"I, despite being a freshman, have always seen all the ingredients used for medicine. I also often read on the internet, along with my brother, Aji, a long time ago," replied Jeny, in the same way, as did Dr. Dimas.

"Trust. The two of them, and your laboratory team, can keep an eye on Ranveer's uncle, in making the antidote. If necessary, there is a police department that will supervise as well," said papa mediate.

"I, personally, feel happy and grateful to you. For having cared for and helped my son, Aji, whom We never knew existed and reported."

Great Lord Sangkoer Singh, feels no longer able to refute the words of all of them. He did not know what he could do right now, alone. He would not, if his son, Mr. Vijay Singh, who is still in India and in a coma, would experience even worse things after this.

"Mas, Jeny, Doctor Dimas!"

From the back, there was a group from the Gilang family. There's Cilla's mom, oma Rossa, who was wheelchairs pushed by her twin grandchildren, Biyan and Vero.

Earlier, all of them, had been informed by Papa Gilang, so that immediately followed to the hospital, where Aji was treated.

"Is it true, Aji has met?" mama Cilla asked, with a trembling voice. She feels very impatient to meet her son Aji.

"Mii. Aji Mi's. She's met Mi" Cilla's mother told her mother-in-law, Oma Rossa.

Oma Rossa, unable to say anything. He just nodded and cried full of days.

"Ma... Man Aj... i?" ask oma Rossa.

"He's resting Aunt. Sister Cilla, be patient. Let him rest first. Later if you wake up, and can not recognize all of you, do not be surprised, because he is still in a state of memory loss," said Dr. Dimas, giving an explanation to oma Rossa and mama Cilla.

"Sir knows, because he got word that his granddaughter had been the victim of a plane hijacking, our mother, Mami Rossa, had a heart attack and ended up paralyzed like this. We hope, with the discovery of his grandson, he will recover and be healthy as ever. Isn't it in your country and religion that you also have great respect for a mother?" ask Papa Gilang to the great lord Sangkoer Singh, and uncle Ranveer.

Uncle Ranveer, just be quiet and unable to answer with his words. While the great master Sangkoer Singh, feeling moved, looked towards the oma Rossa, who was looking at him with a maternal gaze.

"I'm sorry Madam. I don't know, because he didn't recognize himself, when I found him. And the news of the hijacking, far away from the city where I live," said the great master Sangkoer Singh, giving reasons why he did not immediately report the discovery of a young man who had lost his memory.

"Li.. hat Aj... i, dim.... Where is he in...he?" ask Oma Rossa impatiently.

"Omom. Brother is resting. He was in pain, and he didn't remember any of us. So wait for him to wake up and we'll see, yes" rich Jeny persuaded him.

But, it seemed that oma Rossa was impatiently waiting. He nodded several times, refusing to wait. She wants to see her granddaughter, Aji.