
One week has passed, Rakha can only leave for the Netherlands for one reason or another. He already misses his girlfriend who is currently angry because he just left now, even though Rakha should have left a few days ago.
"You're flying" asked Alice.
"Dear, I'm flying. You wait there yeah, I'll hug you and kiss you right away" Rakha replied.
"Yes, be careful, if you get there quickly," said Alice.
"Definitely my dear, yes yes I will fly" said Rakha lying because he is still at home. Rakha is still waiting for Vano to come with her.
"This crocodile is really yes" said Dylan.
"Hahaha if you don't lie he'll get angry again" Rakha said.
"Don't Rakha often, you will not be trusted anymore" said Dylan.
"Calm down, it's Rakha."
"Where grandfather, I'm impatient" Rakha said.
"I'm here" said Vano.
"How long is the cake," asked Rakha.
"Have not asked much, let's go" replied Vano.
Rakha is actually confused why his grandfather came with him to the Netherlands, even though there is no work that his grandfather did there.
"Grandfather wants what's there" asked Rakha.
"Anything, why don't you like me coming along" Vano asked.
"Like it, but don't follow me, I'll go alone with my girlfriend" Rakha replied.
"Hey stupid, I'm not going to follow you, I want to expand my business there, later if it's successful you will also have it" said Vano.
"Hahaha it must be cake, I am the only grandchild, who else will inherit your treasure," Rakha said.
Rakha is quite happy that Vano is coming to the Netherlands with her, all the costs will be borne by Vano, her money will be safe for a while. When iki Rakha had spent too much money to surprise Alice yesterday, it made her have to be a little frugal.
Meanwhile Rian is still waiting for Monica to come to her senses from her coma. Monica's condition is much better than before. All the wounds were dry and barely visible, Monica's hands were almost healed. Right now it was only Monica's consciousness that Rian was looking forward to.
Rian just got out of the bathroom. From a distance Rian saw Monica's hand move slightly. That made Rian startled and ran up to Monica.
"It's a shame you're awake" asked Rian who saw Monica open her eyes.
"Drink," said Monica who really felt thirst in her throat.
"Wait a minute." Rian quickly gets a drink for Monica.
"Don't move much baby, your hand still hurts" Rian said.
"Darling, who are you. Why are you calling me baby" asked Monica.
"I'm your husband, you're in an accident and you're having forgotten memories" Rian replied.
"I'm sorry I can't remember it."
"It's not papa, it's a drink first, I'll call the doctor" Rian said.
Rian left Monica still confused, he sipped a glass of water to relieve the thirst in her neck.
"Well, you're aware."
"Please check on my wife doc" said Rian.
The doctor begins to check on Monica's condition, all diagnoses are correct. Monica had temporary memory loss. Monica is much better now.
"How about doc," asked Rian.
"It's much better, if during the monitoring there's nothing to worry about, the day after tomorrow your wife can go home."
"Yes doc, thank you" said Rian.
"If you have not paid the hospital fees before please pay off first, so that all of them are easier."
"Yes my doc will pay it off right away."
After the doctor left the room. Rian approached Monica who looked very calm, unlike Monica who was bar-bar like before.
"I don't want you to be like this anymore, get well soon." Rian pecked his wife's forehead.
As the doctor said earlier, Rian chose to go directly to the receptionist to pay off all hospital expenses. His savings so far are still very much and enough to pay off all hospital costs.
"I want to pay the hospital fees" Rian said.
"What's your name?"
"Monica." Rian pulled out his ATM card.
"There is no need to be paid in the mas, the hospital fee on behalf of Monica is borne by the Efron group with the responsibility of Mr. Verrel."
"What's right, but.. Check it again" said Rian.
"It's true mas, because only on behalf of Monica are her hospital fees on the responsibility of the Efron group."
"Okay, thank you." Rian left the place.