Married On Agreement
(Season 2) 112. POV Anton - Get rid of him
About Andra?! Is Anton lying?!
Inner Reymond.
Reymond immediately woke up, his feet walking quickly towards the front. The gun he put on Anton's middle forehead.
"Are you lying to me?!"
"No sir, I'm being honest."
"You said at the time at the restaurant that Om Andra was critical? How could he plan such a crime?! You don't mess with me Anton! I could kill you!"
"I'll tell everything to my father. But I beg you, for this time, you can believe. I'm tired, sir. I'm tired of being chased by your man and his man."
Reymond turned to Aldi and handed him the gun. "Hold and stick this on his forehead!"
"Good, sir." Aldi took the gun and did as Reymond told him.
Reymond sat back on the chair while rendering. "Tell me now. If you try to make up for me, I'll finish you Anton!"
"Yes, Sir. I'll tell you."
...{Flashback On}...
...~POV Anton~...
"This story began after Mr. Andra was giggled by Mr. Mawan."
I frantically lifted Mr. Andra's body, fortunately he was the size of my body. Although it was difficult, I managed to take him out of Mr. Mawan's office to the hospital. I drove the car.
At full speed I drove the car, looking at him who was now next to me. She was completely unconscious, but I still felt her pulse.
I hope he's okay, even if he sucks. But without it I would have nothing.
On his arrival at the hospital, I immediately took him into the ER. So that he is dealt with quickly.
I immediately sat waiting in the long chair, my feelings completely unsettled. I'm afraid Mr. Andra is dead.
My hand reached for the cell phone in the pocket of the suit, I had to call Mr. Rendi. Although yesterday he had a fight with him, but he is the nephew of Mr. Andra. There's no way he's ignoring his sick omnya.
"Hello good afternoon Mr. Rendi," I said warmly.
"What?" he was so snickly answering.
"Sir. Can you come to the hospital to see Mr. Andra? He is unconscious."
"Not conscious how? What is Om Andra?" he heard a voice that panicked.
"She's been giggled by Mr. Mawan."
"What's? You don't talk nonsense Ton. That's not possible."
"I said honestly Sir, you can ask directly to Mr. Mawan. I wish you could come to the hospital."
"okay."
After that she hung up, I called Riana again. He must know too.
"Hello, good afternoon Miss."
"Yes Mr. Anton, what's wrong?"
"Sir Andra is in the hospital, he's in the ER. Can Miss come here?"
"What?! You enter the ER?! Yes, Sir. I'll be there soon."
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At night she was transferred to the treatment room. I was still standing waiting for him outside until the Doctor in the room came out to see me.
Chequek.....
"Doctor, how's Mr Andra?"
"Luckily you brought him in on time, he's almost out of oxygen."
My eyes wide. "Then, now how's it going?"
"We're just waiting for him to come to his senses, you can see him when he's conscious."
The doctor nodded, his legs walking away from me.
I saw Mr. Andra's condition in front of the window, he was lying unconscious. Infusion hose and ventilator are installed.
Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps, the knocking sounded like women's high heels. My head turned to the source of the voice.
"Sir Anton, how is Papah?" riana asked with a worried face approaching me.
My eyes widened in shock, he was not here alone. Except the two with Torment, the lady jal*ng why here?
"She's fine Miss, we'll wait for Mr. Andra to wake up."
Riana looked at the window with teary eyes. "Why did this happen? Who did this to Papah, sir?"
"Mr Mawan, Miss."
Riana's eyes were wide. "Sir Mawan?! Why would he be like this, sir?"
"It's not really Mr. Mawan's fault either, they had a fight. And Mr. Andra lost."
I do not entirely blame Mr. Mawan, because the cause is the mouth of Mr. Andra who came from the plash. Can he insult a child in front of his father?! Obviously Mr. Mawan will not accept. But, what Mr. Andra said was because he did not know. Same with me, I just know now that Miss Indah is Mr. Mawan's son.
So ... Mr Rendi and Miss Lovely half-brothers?! I never knew, because at first he met like a poor girl who had nothing, even though his father was rich. Mr. Mawan is also with his own daughter, I don't know. Maybe he had another reason.
"That Papah is conscious, can I go inside?" ask Riana.
I immediately looked back at the window. Right, Mr. Andra is conscious. His hand is waving at us.
"Byeah, Miss. Please come in."
Riana went straight inside, now I am sitting in the long chair in front of the room. I looked at Torment, he was sitting next to me. But her face was not as usual, I admit she was indeed very beautiful. But this time his face was pale, was he sick?
"Mbak Siska, how come you're here and come with Miss Riana?"
"I need to be the same Om Andra, I went to the office. But the office was deserted, so I came to her house, Riana said Om Andra was in the hospital. I finally came here," explained Sorta, his voice sounded so slow.
30 Minutes passed, Riana came out of Mr. Andra's room. I immediately got up from sitting together with Siska.
"Sir Anton, I have to go home now. Mamah called. Thank goodness Papah is fine" Riana said with a smile.
"Let me drop off, Miss."
"No need, I accompany Papah. I've been picked up by the driver."
"So, be careful, Miss." He nodded and left me and Siska.
My hand slowly grabbed the doorknob. "Anton, I'm coming in with you."
"Good, Ma'am."
Now that I'm in alone with him, Mr. Andra is still lying down. But his eyes immediately glared at the two of us.
"Wr*ng! Why are you here! Get rid of him Anton!"
Deg......
Although his mouth and nose are still on ventilators, his voice is still loud.
Instead of leaving, Siska ran. He bent down and hugged the body of Mr. Andra who was still lying down.
"Om Andra, help me Om ... Give me the money" she asked, crying.
I just sat there and looked at the two of them.
The arm, which was tightly grasped by Siska, was now brushed aside by Mr. Andra.
"Damn it! Get out of here!"
Siska was still trying to hug back. "Om, I've had a miscarriage. But the thing is I got uterine cancer, I don't want to die. I still want to live, give me Om's money for operating expenses. I ... I'll do anything."
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