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'Damn! I can't bear to see her.'

The Wenceslas's heir was fighting against himself. His breath was short and increasingly suffocating.

Hery approached, noticing something strange had happened to his master. Hendra firmly gripped Hery's shirt. The young master lost his voice for help.

Seeing the oddity wrapped in the voice of shortness of breath, wet sweat and the CEO's pale face, Hery immediately sought help.

Of course, Hendra's subordinates immediately ran to help their master.

Surya, with an aide named Firman, who Diana deliberately prepared to follow Wenceslas's heir, hurriedly opened the trunk to find a breathing apparatus, right before Hendra started to become helpless, and his breath weakened.

Firman seemed to be ready to install the tool. Then, others pressed Hendra's chest in turn.

Damar didn't understand what was going on. Some of Hendra's bodyguards were also confused.

The eccentric young man turned his attention to the girl's body besides the noise. He began to slide his hands between Aruna's neck and legs, intending to carry a helpless little body.

Before he could lift it, the man he knew as Aruna's future husband's secretary approached.

"I entrust Miss Aruna to you."

"I know you're a good man. I hope you can keep everything that happened today a secret from anyone."

"Including Miss Aruna. She must not know that Hendra lost consciousness because of her." Surya seriously asked Damar for his understanding.

The young man just listened, stood up, and lifted Aruna's body.

"I don't care about your behavior."

"I'm not in the mood to talk about that person either."

"Once he realises, tell him to stop being a stalker, much less make Aruna like a prisoner." Damar went up the stairs.

"I really hope we can talk privately. Our situation is pretty bad lately. Maybe we can work together." Surya's words were ignored.

Damar chose to leave him, sneaking into the house as ambulance sirens came carrying the CEO's body and all its oddities.

***

It was almost 30 minutes after Aruna lost consciousness. The newcomer musician laid the Magic Letter Founder on an open bed on the 2nd-floor.

Damar patiently tried to help Aruna find her consciousness. He gave a warm scent on her nose and wiped the sweat off Aruna's forehead using a fresh compress of water.

He almost gave up and intended to contact Aruna's older sister, Alia, to ask for help.

Alia was Aruna's family member who has followed the complexity between the two from the beginning.

Recently, Damar stood grabbing his phone. Aruna seemed to move and slowly opened her clear eyes.

Damar immediately grabbed some water for Aruna, helping her to sit up.

"Drink first, okay?" Damar asked.

The girl tried to look around.

"Where are they?" Her face still looked scared.

"They're gone. Calm yourself... Just forget about the incident!" Damar asked, handed over a glass of water.

Instead of welcoming the drinking water, Aruna grabbed Damar and hugged him. Her sobs began to be heard, including the words of apology that she interrupted several times.

The eccentric young man's left hand gently stroked Aruna's hair, calming her down.

'Calm down Aruna, I won't let you go even if they point a gun in my head.'

"Hey, if you keep crying, your eyes can get swollen." Damar peeked at Aruna. The girl was completely swollen with tears.

"People will think there is a bee stinging your eyelids."

"Stop and drink this water." Damar handed over a glass of water once again. The girl took a sip of water while sobbing.

Damar had never seen Aruna this bad. The Magic Letter founder that he knew, always shined all the time because of the warm aura and cheerful smile on her face.

Now, she was dimmed and looked depressed all day long.

"Aruna, do you want me to take you or I'll tell Alia to pick you up?"

***

Mahendra was asleep all night long and hadn't woken up yet. The sedative given through the IV line allowed him to rest more soundly.

The man deliriously called out someone's name several times.

When his eyes opened in the middle of the night, The VVIP room looked deserted.

There was only his secretary who seemed to fall asleep in the chair, and the guards who were seen from behind the glass crack in the room door, standing in front of the door guarding him.

Hendra tried to sit alone. He was reaching for water on the nightstand near the bed.

"Prank." The sound of falling glass made Surya awake, including the guards who immediately entered to turn on some lights to make it brighter.

"Why don't you ask for my help?" Seeing the falling glass scattering, Surya immediately reddened another glass and poured a drink for his boss.

The two bodyguards returned to their place before.

"Where is Aruna? Is she okay?" The question was the name of the girl he mentioned in his sleep.

Surya sighed, realising that his boss's first love story wasn't as fortunate as his career as CEO.

"She's in his house. I'm sure she's fine." Surya replief.

"Aruna is surely getting scared of me after that incident."

"I should have heard what you said." (Not be reckless) Hendra was disappointed in himself.

"You're still thinking about unimportant things. Take a break."

"She didn't know I passed out, right??" Hendra needed to make sure.

"No! Take it easy."

"What about that man?"

"I've talked to him. He's not interested in your condition at all. It can be concluded that the man will not tell Aruna anything."

"I think he's the type of person who doesn't care, but trustworthy." Surya explained.

"Great."

"Until when are you going to hide all of this?" (You will get married and live together. How can your trauma be hidden?)

"Until I find a way to heal."

"You know, I used to feel God was too good to you and so unfair to me. Now it's upside down. I feel much luckier."

Hendra replied Surya's word with a small smile on his lips.

"Ah, you can even smile in this condition."

"It looks like Miss Aruna's presence has changed you a lot."

"Are you really in love with her?" Surya curiously asked.

"I also don't know it."

"Hey, you're not a psychiatrist. Why do you talk like Diana?"

The man pushed Surya with his feet and asked him to raise the bed so that he could lie down more comfortably.

"I will persuade Miss Aruna to visit you."

"Don't do it! She should not know I was in the hospital." Once again, Hendra had an absurd request.

"I think your idea will not work this time! How will you deal with your trauma if she can't even know? You will sleep in one room tho!" This time, Surya had a hard time following Hendra's mindset.

"I made a marriage contract not just to protect my personal life. I have made a strategy so that my partner will not know this syndrome, even though we live together." Hendra explained.

"Ah, if you're like this, I realise that you are indeed Wiryo's grandson."

"Damn!!"

"Ha ha ha." Surya laughed. And they both laughed.

"Now, what is your strategy to get rid of that man?"

"I have no right to get rid of him. After all, I am the third person between them. Even though my position is her future husband or contract husband."

"We'll see who will survive."

"Do you have a book, Surya? I've slept a lot. I'm afraid my brain is weakened as small as yours."

"Haish, you can still be arrogant."

"Just read an online book!" Surya exclaimed. He began laying down to sleep.

"I'm too lazy to open my phone. All sites reported that the man is sick. Even though I'm the one lying here." Hendra's words went unanswered. His secretary fell asleep in drowsiness.

***

In another corner, a psychiatrist and her team have not rested overnight. Heaps of medical records and photo sheets scattered across the work table.

They were hunting for time to find a new diagnosis for PTSD, which the Wenceslas's sole heir suffered. They had to break it before the elder came.

..

"Doc... It's time for you to rest. If you continue like this, you will get sick." Natasya, one of Diana's team, gave advice.

"We haven't found anything meaningful, and Hendra doesn't want his partner to know."

"This is really far from my initial predictions. I wonder what we can do now."

Diana didn't want to rest yet. The doctor was old enough to stay overnight, making the team working under her auspices very worried.

"Doc, how about we talk to him one more time?" Firman gave advice.

"Let's try it."

'But he's a stubborn kid. I'm not sure I can make him change his mind.' Doctor Diana was tidying up the Wenceslas young master's photos with his future wife.

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