WHEN FATE DETERMINES
27. So then?
Duh, this stale base is so annoying basically.
Choosing the right words to say and safer language, Lionel immediately spoke to the point, first calling Leona's name.
"Yes?" Leona Sahut.
"I'm going back to Indonesia."
"Huh? A timing? When's? Wh why? Any more business here? Koq even so go back and forth Indo continue??"
The real Leona eventually appears as well. In the first two minutes, the woman seemed to keep a short distance from Lionel. So Lionel also chuckled softly in response to this, very able to understand why the two of them had been like two strangers who had just called. He was still pounding even though no longer with a vigor.
Imagining the enthusiastic and cheerful Leona back, Lionel was grateful for the woman's latest response.
"About 5 to 8 days. Another week."
"And for business?"
"Mmm.therapy."
"What's? Therapy? You want to continue your therapy here? In Indonesia?"
"Yes"
"Lho, but why? Ng, sorry Lionel. Is it not in the USA that the treatment system or the medical system is modern and sophisticated? Better than our country as I wish? Why do you even want to seek treatment at RS Indonesia?"
"Indeed. Thas right. But therapy in Indonesia is actually no less great, Leona. My mother.suggested me to continue my therapy in Indonesia. Who use non-medical. Traditional therapy."
"Ooo so."
"Yes. So I'm taking it. To try this therapy my mother suggested. If a mother has asked us as her child, what can we deny other than to obey and obey? It's my own mother begging."
"Yes, you're right. I-i understand. I agree."
"Yes. Thanks. So if this time can make me feel better faster, yes I will focus on trying to continue my healing process in Indonesia."
"Ooo..."
I lied to you, I'm sorry. That day I went to survey the therapy site. As soon as I thought it was appropriate, I said I agreed with mom. My parents here have also given me permission to be --"
"I'll pick you up at the airport."
"Liona..."
"When you fly from America and arrive at the airport here, I will.ehm, be there."
How sweet's.
Lionel was made silent a thousand languages. Precisely because he immediately became touched and moved, making the man feel lost for words.
Leona across the rupamya kompak also remained silent.
Both began to be overwhelmed with awkwardness and groggy.
Especially Lionel.
Leaning on his wheelchair, the man closed his eyes. Set the feeling of some jokes. Reciprocating what Leona had just stated. Not long. Realizing that the conversation might soon freeze like an iceberg, the man decided to make another sound. Open your eyes and sit up. Very unpleasant with the silence that seemed childish.
"Thanks...Leona."
Scared and almost whispered.
And the man got an answer.
"Yes." Yeah." Same plan with the message from across.
.............heening.
"What are you doing?"
"Front of a computer screen in my work office."
"Oo.yeah, right. 10 O'clock in the evening here means 10 am in Jakarta. I hope I'm not bothering you."
