Eric's POV
When I announced my decision, Lina's reaction was unsurprising. She looked shocked and anxious, firing off a series of bewildered questions. A part of me understood her fear; transporting Serena on a motorcycle in such a critical condition was indeed risky. Yet, I couldn't let fear hold us back.In my mind, time was the enemy. We couldn't wait any longer. With newfound determination, I began prepping the motorcycle, hoping this was the right choice. Lina might have been hesitant, but I knew we had to act swiftly. Every second mattered, and Serena needed help immediately."Yes, this old motorcycle, of course with Serena!" I replied tersely, feeling no need to elaborate on Lina's numerous questions.Lina still frowned, clearly confused by my decision. However, I confidently gave instructions for a comfortable seating position for both of them. Quickly, Lina adjusted and followed my directions without much protest.The urgent situatioEric's POV We hurriedly walked, my steps feeling heavy as I carried Serena's body. Although I tried my best, worry clouded my mind. Lina followed closely behind, her pace quick and filled with anxiety.Every second felt precious. We prayed for this to end well, hoping the medical team could quickly provide the care Serena needed. Our unease increased as we approached the registration desk, the place where new hope could emerge. "Excuse me, sir, how can we help you?" the officer at the registration desk asked, ensuring we had a purpose.Lina, who was growing impatient, responded with a slightly snappy tone, "Can’t you see?" Her voice was full of emotion, reflecting the tension and anxiety we felt. I intervened, trying to calm Lina, who was getting emotional because the registration officer was so slow and too formal. I was clearly carrying Serena's weak and bloodied body.I felt the pressure in the air. Although Lina was trying to protect S
Eric's POV I tried to divert Lina's attention from the anxiety gnawing at her mind. In difficult situations like this, it’s important to see the positive side. Serena, in her current state, could be a strong reason to soften Malisa's heart. I believed Malisa would easily send us some money if she knew how urgent our situation was.Although Lina seemed skeptical, I was convinced this was the right step. Malisa was a good friend of ours, and she always showed kindness when we were in trouble. We just needed to convey Serena's condition clearly and honestly.My smile grew wider as I imagined Malisa's reaction upon hearing the news about Serena. Maybe she would feel moved and send help right away. We couldn't just sit back and hope everything would be fine. We had to take action and find a way out of this problem.I tried to reassure Lina that we had options. We were not alone in facing this issue. Together, we could find a way to get the help we needed.
Eric's POVI thought that maybe Malisa still hadn't had time to check her phone, so I needed all the patience I could muster to wait for a response from her. In the silence of the room, filled only with the ticking of the clock, my mind drifted towards Roby. He always had a way to help, even if sometimes in unexpected ways.I weighed the option of borrowing the money I had previously lent to Roby. It felt so heavy to ask for help, especially in this situation. However, I had to be pragmatic. Serena needed immediate care, and the down payment had to be made without delay. Besides, our basic needs—gasoline and food—could not be ignored either.As I recalled Lina's tired face waiting, despair weighed down on me even more. With renewed determination, I took my phone and began typing a message for Roby. Every second felt like an hour. I remembered the moments we shared, when Roby was always there during difficult times. Although I knew it wouldn't be easy to co
Eric's POV Every word I spoke felt like a hope I was planting, and I hoped Roby could feel it. My feelings were mixed, between the fear of rejection and the hope of getting the help I desperately needed. "I really need that loan right now. Because Serena has just been admitted to the hospital, and I’m in a bind because I don’t have the money to pay the initial costs. If I don’t pay now, Serena won’t get a hospital room and won’t receive any further medical care," I explained in detail.This explanation came from my heart, bringing forth all the anxiety and fear that had been buried within me. Each word felt heavy, but I knew I had to express it so Roby could understand my actual situation.Despair enveloped my mind, and I hoped Roby could feel the urgency in my words. This situation wasn’t just about money; it was also about Serena’s safety and health. I tried to hold back tears, focusing on the hope that Roby would understand how important this help was to me
Eric's POV "This is an opportunity you cannot miss," I thought. I was sure this offer would tempt Roby, making him think twice before refusing. In my opinion, it was a brilliant idea, and he would surely agree without much fuss. It all felt increasingly possible as I saw the expression on his face begin to change.With the right approach, I presented my offer. "Just imagine, Roby. With this money, you could gain even more. It's not just about helping a friend, but also about a profitable investment for you."A sense of optimism enveloped my thoughts. I envisioned all these steps going smoothly, without obstacles. Roby, who was always focused on financial gain, would surely see this opportunity as a lucrative way out for him.Finally, my offer was accepted, and I felt relieved. It was truly successful, and it felt easy for me. With one strategic step, I managed to get money from Roby. Now, I had what I needed to resolve my problems, and the next step w
Eric's POV I felt disgusted hearing Roby's words, especially when he called me a parasite in Malisa's life. How rude of him to say that, and I felt like I wanted to strike him down, but not right now. This emotion would only waste my energy.Before long, I received the transfer from Roby. It felt relieving, though there was a slight bitterness in my heart. Without waiting long, I paid the promised amount. I saved the rest for daily needs while we were here. I knew this situation wouldn’t be easy, and every remaining cent had to be managed carefully.Finally, after settling all financial matters, Serena could be moved to a special patient room. She got a private space for her treatment in this hospital, which made me feel a bit more at ease. Seeing her in better condition, albeit still under medical supervision, gave me renewed hope.This better space also allowed for better care. I felt somewhat relieved, although the issues with Roby and tensions wit
Eric's POV Seeing Serena's face full of disappointment and her overflowing complaints about her mother in front of me, I honestly couldn't find the words to express the reality of this situation. I was even confused about what to do now because, in reality, Malisa was too busy. This wasn't just happening to Serena; Malisa also rarely had time for me, to be honest.Serena sat in the corner of the room, her face showing profound pain. Her usually bright eyes now appeared dim, as if the burden of her thoughts had gnawed away at her spirit. She expressed her disappointment about her mother, Malisa, who was always busy with work and life's demands. Every word that came from her mouth was filled with frustration, and I could only remain silent, feeling the weight of this situation.I know all too well how it feels when someone we love is too trapped in their routine. Malisa, who should be a refuge for Serena, had become an unreachable figure. Often, I also felt
Eric's POV I tried to ignore Serena, who was trying to stop me, attempting to understand her position as a hurt child. However, the urge to answer the phone was stronger. In those tense moments, I picked up the call, hoping to find a way out of this mess. With a pounding heart, I prepared to hear what Malisa would say, all the while feeling the weight of Serena's unspoken hopes."Yes, what is it? Where have you been, Malisa?" I asked, feeling annoyed that she was only now contacting me. I had needed her earlier. I mean, I needed her money, not her presence. But I tried to set aside my annoyance and push it away. Especially now that I was on the phone with Malisa in front of Serena. I had to present a good image and turn the situation around as if Malisa was always in the wrong, further complicating the relationship between Malisa and Serena.In this tense situation, I felt a battle between need and emotion. On one hand, I desperately needed money from Mal
Malisa's POV I actually thought that Eric and Roby might be quite similar in character. My thoughts suddenly scattered, and I began to remember something more important. I immediately thought to call Mariana to schedule a meeting tonight at my house. I would start to share my suspicions with her, hoping she could provide insights on my temporary analysis and perhaps offer a solution to all of this.After a day filled with activities and trying to seek clarity, I finally arrived home feeling exhausted. My mind and body felt worn out from everything that had happened. Reluctantly, I collapsed onto the soft sofa, hoping to rest a little before Mariana arrived. While waiting, I turned on the television, looking for some entertainment to distract me from all that weighed on my mind.Since that major incident, I felt a bit traumatized by social media. Every time I opened the apps, it felt like facing an increasing pressure. My social media feeds seemed to turn
Malisa's POV Time passed, and I continued to wait. Every sound from outside made me alert, my hope burning that Roby would appear at the door. In my heart, I prayed that everything was alright. Anxiety began to creep in, but I tried to stay calm. This was an important moment, and I didn't want to miss the chance to speak directly with Roby.While waiting, my thoughts drifted back to the encounter with Eric and Lina. What had happened between them? Why did they look so anxious? All those questions haunted me, but I knew that once Roby arrived, I would soon have my answers.Time continued to pass, and even though I had waited a long time, there were no signs that Roby would come home. The day grew darker, and anxiety began to overwhelm me. I knew it was impossible to stay here any longer without certainty.Finally, I decided to call my guard. I assigned him the task of watching over the place, hoping he could help monitor the situation. At least I felt
Malisa's POV With full concentration, I continued my journey. The road felt familiar, and each second brought me closer to the long-awaited meeting. Finally, I arrived at my destination.Seeing his house, I was shocked. It was small and looked a bit shabby, far from my image of Roby's home. I couldn't believe my friend lived in a place like this. Memories of the past raced through my mind—how Roby was always cheerful and full of spirit, even though his situation now seemed different.I got out of the car and began walking toward his house. It looked inhabited, but it appeared neglected, making me feel a little disgusted. The peeling paint and the yard filled with weeds added to the gloomy impression. Strangely, the front door was wide open, revealing a messy interior.I tried calling Roby's name, but no one responded. The silence made me feel uncertain. "Roby!?" I called again, hoping my voice could stir him. However, only silence greeted me, fi
Malisa's POV "You clearly wouldn't know Roby; when he was our neighbor here, you were still very young. Let me talk to the caller; give me the phone!" the mother said, asking to speak to me directly.It seemed her child had handed the phone to her. The mother's voice began to greet me on the line."Sorry, ma'am, are you indeed asking about Roby's whereabouts?" the middle-aged woman asked me."Yes, of course, ma'am. Sorry for disturbing your time with your family. Let me introduce myself, I’m Malisa," I said, starting to introduce myself.This straightforwardness made the atmosphere feel warmer. I could sense sincerity in her voice, and my hope rekindled. The woman paused for a moment, perhaps reminiscing about past memories related to Roby."Wait, your name sounds familiar. Are you one of those famous people in this country?" the middle-aged woman asked, as if trying to remember something."Oh, you must be mistaken. A name l
Malisa's POV I quickly explained the situation I was facing. “I’m looking for Roby, and I’m having trouble getting information about him. I need your help to find out more, maybe through your friends or your network.”Mariana listened attentively, noting every detail I described. She has an incredible ability to connect people and find information in unexpected places. I felt relieved knowing that I wasn’t alone in this search.“Now you go to the place where I used to go to school. I will send you the address via text. Go to the operator and administration section to inquire about the student profile data from my cohort. You can focus on Roby's personal data,” I said in detail, ensuring all steps were clear. “Once you get that, you can trace his address and go there.”Mariana listened intently, absorbing every piece of information I offered. “Okay, Mrs. Malisa, I will carry out that task immediately,” she replied, ready to proceed. Her enthusiasm made
Malisa's POVMariana determined that Roby was the key player in this matter. The realization of how important he was left me feeling confused about where to search. However, I was confident I could find him through my other friends, especially those who had gone to school with us. It seemed unlikely that among all my schoolmates, none would have maintained contact with Roby.I began to think that at least one, if not more, of my friends must still be in touch with Roby. Perhaps they knew his whereabouts or even had his latest address. This information was crucial for my upcoming efforts. Yes, I needed to contact my friends one by one to keep this confidential and ensure my plan went smoothly.With a resolute determination, I opened my contacts list on my phone. The names there reminded me of various memories, both sweet and bitter. I began to formulate a plan to reach out to them, selecting those I thought would be most likely to help. Each message I compo
Malisa's POV My conviction grew that both had conspired and were involved in criminal activities directed at me and Serena.This was truly outrageous, and I knew they had to be stopped to send a strong message. I couldn't slack off in this effort. My spirit burned brighter; they had to face the consequences of their actions that ruined my life. Taking my child's life in vain was something I could not forgive.Every step I took would be filled with determination. I would gather evidence, trace their connections, and uncover all information that could link them in this conspiracy. The pain I felt would be the driving force to keep moving forward, no matter how difficult the path.I planned strategic steps, ensuring every detail was attended to. I would bring them to court, and I was determined to see justice served. They would regret creating such enormous and fatal chaos in my life.I found myself lost in thought, reflecting on everything that
Malisa's POV Every piece of information I gather could be the key to understanding the dynamics at play.I decide not to give up. I must find a way to approach Eric and get the information I need without raising his suspicions. This isn't just about protecting myself; it's also about protecting our family. I feel that the truth must come to light soon, and I am determined to seek it out, no matter what happens. The realization that Eric's past might have a significant impact on my life and Serena's drives me further. I must find all the pieces of this puzzle and assemble the complete picture.I look at Mariana, trying to draw her attention back. "Mariana?" I ask, attempting to pull her out of her thoughts and demand the overdue answers."Yes, Ms. Malisa, sorry," she replies, as if just returning from a deep daydream. She seems reflective, as if thinking about something far beyond our conversation.My curiosity gnaws at me again. I want to kno
Malisa's POV "So far, I've obtained Lina's track record and background. It turns out Lina had a husband, or rather, she used to have one," she said, deepening my curiosity about the direction of this conversation. My curiosity intensified as Mariana began discussing the information she had gathered. I listened carefully as she explained Lina's personal data. Surprise after surprise emerged as Mariana revealed that Lina indeed had a husband, or more accurately, had once had one.This information was truly intriguing. It turned out there were layers about Lina that I hadn't known. I began to imagine how her relationship with Eric could be more complicated than I had previously thought. If Lina had such a background, there could be many things that needed to be uncovered.Mariana continued her explanation, providing further details about Lina's track record. She explained about Lina's personal life before meeting Eric, including the marriage she had exp