Chapter 2: Chapter 2

A girl who I just calmed down in the best way I could, now she is looking at me with a look of looking at a fugitive with wide eyes obviously she is afraid to see me suddenly sitting beside her and stroking her head it made me decide to leave before she draws a conclusion consider me a fugitive. After my departure, I heard her voice that sounded the same saying

"Who the hell, really weird."

Doesn't he remember me?

I was just silent and looking for a place to eat and coincidentally Pak Karyo had prepared it for me.

"Have you met him sir?"

Pak Karyo's question made my legs feel a little weak especially after receiving his welcome who saw me like a fugitive

"I'm pretty sure he doesn't know me, because he was four years old at the time so he couldn't remember anything."

"But don't you guys often take selfies?"

What Mr. Karyo said is true, maybe he doesn't think I'm important, I don't know, I can only keep my mouth shut with a slightly uncomfortable heart condition.

“Master, I have prepared a place for dinner.”

"Pak Karyo, I want to ask for help from you."

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Pov Virisya

The next day, I left my father who was still lying in the hospital alone. I go to school after school I go to find a job.

The strong wind that caressed my hair, the sunlight dazzled my eyes made it a little difficult for me to drive the motorbike properly, plus suddenly a car passed by stopping my motorbike so I just stayed silent and saw the owner of the car getting out of the car.

"You virisya, huh?" asked an old man getting out of the car, but how did he know my name?

"Yes, I'm Virisya. Why, sir?" I asked what crossed my mind if he might be the father of my friend

"You must come with me."

I'm getting more and more confused by the orders of the old man who looks like he's trying to convince me to get into his car

"Where are you sir?"

"Just come along, master has asked me to take you somewhere."

I obviously refused his invitation to get into his car, I'm obviously afraid of him because he looks suspicious

"No, I don't want to come. Sorry, I have other business to attend to."

I started my motorbike and left the old man who was still watching me who just left and left him, continuing the journey to find work.

My journey took me to a restaurant that looked crowded with buyers, I stepped my foot into the restaurant and intended to ask for job vacancies there. Among the crowds of customers, I slid my body to escape the crowd and approached a room that looked like an employee's room.

"Boss, you suddenly came to the restaurant."

I immediately turned my head to see a woman in employee clothes inviting a 23-year-old man to talk. Seeing that boy's face reminded me of something that flashed vividly in my memory

"He's the one who stroked my head in the hospital!!" shamelessly, my confession was heard by employees who were having a hard time working and customers who kept pressing on my body, they looked at me like a strange person maybe because my voice was too loud, I felt very embarrassed finally I kept my head down and held back embarrassment

The 23-year-old man smiled kindly at me, a grin different from the one I saw in the hospital. His grin now looks happy and friendly while yesterday his grin looked very sad and his gaze was very cold. I watched the man with a confused look, strangely again he grabbed my wrist and took me to the clerk's room, I struggled to get him to let go of my wrist, my current expression is like a goat trying to escape the noose around his neck.

His big hand gripped my wrist tightly, which made me feel even more useless if I struggled like this. After all, his hands are bigger than mine. I can't help but have to follow where he takes me.

"Brack!!" He closed the staff room door violently so I wouldn't run away from his eyes staring at me like prey

"what do you want!!!" I put on a stance ready to kick him in the face if he dares to do anything weird to me

"Thank goodness you're fine." His tall body bent slightly to hug my body, which was only 150 tall, the comfortable hug that I felt seemed to give comfort to my fragile self.

"Who are you?"

"It's hard to explain, have you eaten?"

With his sparkling eyes asking with me looking at him even more confused, he asked a question that I haven't heard from my father's mouth in a long time.

"Who are you?"

The repeated questions I gave, I forced my brain to remember who the man in front of me was right now but my head was getting dizzy because I couldn't find any memories of him

"I'm Alan, you've grown and become more beautiful."

I'm grinning getting confused

"You were at the hospital yesterday, weren't you?"

He furrowed his brows in confusion, realizing that I saw him strangely he smiled kindly again

"You want to eat something? Just order whatever you want because I am the owner of this restauraunt.”

I was shocked beyond play, looking at him impressed

"Wow, that's great, if so, may I work here as an employee or whatever, the most important thing is that I work here."

He scratched his head even though it didn't itch, he chuckled confusedly and a slight bad feeling crossed his face, it didn't take long before I knew clearly that he wanted to refuse my request but he felt bad

"It's okay, if you can't. I will look elsewhere.”

"I'll try, for sure."

I smiled so that he wouldn't feel worse, I loudly walked out of the restaurant and looked at the watch on my wrist.

"I have to hurry back to the hospital to ask for a fee."

I have to ask for a fee because I don't have a small amount of money to pay for hospital administration, I feel like crying I'm confused what should I do to face a problem as complicated as this, I'm confused where to find the money. When I got to the hospital, I walked with my feet that felt very heavy, I felt like there was a big stone in my feet

"How do you tell him."

My footsteps brought me all the way to the administration department, with a restless look and a face that looked like it was done crying

"Excuse me, I want to talk about hospital administration on behalf of Mr. Herman."

A woman who works in administration, she opens the name of the finance data book and looks for my father's name

"On behalf of Mr. Herman, all hospital costs have been fully paid off."

Feelings of happiness and confusion enveloped my heart, obviously confused about who had paid all of my father's hospital costs

"May I know who has paid off my father's hospital bills?"