Troublemaker Boy

Chapter 24: 23

"You have me," Farrel walked over and hugged Ree's body tightly, "my wife."

.

.

.

Ree was silent in Farrel's arms for a while, until finally the woman came out of his reverie. Then

pushing hard against Farrel's body who was holding him tightly, Ree glared at the man in front of him

with a glint of anger in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Ree growled, "I'm not your wife!"

"No, you're my wife. Your name is Aretha Maharani, not Ree Alison or something. You're my wife who

went missing five years ago ..."

"You must be crazy! If I am your wife, why do I not know about you? Even before this we have met, and

I still remember you with your future wife at that time, and now you can easily say that I am your wife?"

"Believe me, I just found this out recently. I lost most of my brain memory, and even now I can't

remember everything clearly," Farrel gripped Ree's shoulder tightly, "I can prove it."

"This is impossible! I don't know you at all, we just met and you ..."

"Dave once told me you have amnesia too."

Farrell's words made Ree lift his face, staring at Farrel with a gaze that is difficult to interpret. Ree

looked at Farrel's face, it felt so familiar. At first he felt strange, but as time went on, he felt closer.

"Dave also said that if you and Charles are not married ..." Farrell gently touched Ree's cheek which

was flooded with tears, "what are you doubting?"

"This is not possible ... "

"No, in this world nothing is impossible."

"But,"

"The first time I saw Dave, I saw myself. He was so much like me, he-"

"How can he be like you? Dave is Charles's son," Ree interrupted as he immediately walked back, "you

make me confused."

Dave's son Charles?

"Dave the son of Charles?" asked Farrel doubtfully.

"Who are you?"

Farrel and Ree looked back together to find Charles, who had walked casually toward them. The look

on the face of the man who was about twenty-eight was flat, but he had a hint of displeasure as he

stared at Farrell.

"Her husband," Farrell replied defiantly.

Ree immediately turned to Farrell, staring at the man and Charles in turn. His thoughts were so chaotic,

and there were so many things that shocked him today. Starting from Dave, until Farrel suddenly came

to hug him and claimed to be her husband.

"Her husband?" Charles chuckled, "are you crazy?"

"No, I'm serious. Who are you?" said Farrel, staring at Charles's appearance from top to bottom, "ah.

You must be Charles, right?"

Charles raised an eyebrow, then his gaze turned to Ree. He motioned the woman to immediately move

away from Farrell, Ree, who understood Charles's dislike, began to hesitate. He has the opportunity to

escape Charles, with Farrell's help. However, if it turns out that she is not Farrel's wife, then her and

Dave's life will also be exhausted in the hands of an unfeeling man like Charles.

"Come here!" snapped Charles, getting impatient.

Ree gasped, hesitantly walking toward Charles. However, Farrel intercepted his wrist. The man pulled

Ree behind him, then gave Charles a defiant look.

"Don't mess with me, Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja!" growled Charles.

"I thought you didn't know my name, Charles." replied Farrel with a lopsided smile.

Ree who was behind Farrel was feeling an intense tension. His body trembled, his thoughts were

chaotic. Tears continued to flow from her lids, and her head began to ache. It felt like Ree's head was

being hit by gravel, and was doused by boiling water. Pain and heat. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

His ears could still clearly hear Charles and Farrell's argument. However, the pain in his head didn't

seem to give him a chance to stay awake. Ree could feel his consciousness slowly disappearing, and

his body that fell to the floor with his head hitting the tile. Everything ached, but Ree could no longer

feel it, because now his consciousness had completely disappeared.

Farrel looked back when he heard the sound of a slammed object. His eyes were perfectly rounded

when he saw Ree's body which was lying on the floor, and the woman was unconscious. Farrel

immediately approached Ree, and tried to lift the woman. However, Charles came and pushed Farrel's

body backwards.

"Get out of here!" Charles glared at Farrell. He turned to look at Ree who was unconscious, and

immediately wanted to lift the woman. Almost.

"I assure you, you will die if you dare touch it."

Charles looked up, and his face met Farrell's face, already inflamed with emotion. "What right have you

to ban me?"

"Stay away from him, if you still want to live," threatened Farrel.

Charles took a sip of salivan "You have me," Farrel walked over and hugged Ree's body tightly, "my

wife."

.

.

.

Ree was silent in Farrel's arms for a while, until finally the woman came out of his reverie. Then

pushing hard against Farrel's body who was holding him tightly, Ree glared at the man in front of him

with a glint of anger in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Ree growled, "I'm not your wife!"

"No, you're my wife. Your name is Aretha Maharani, not Ree Alison or something. You're my wife who

went missing five years ago ..."

"You must be crazy! If I am your wife, why do I not know about you? Even before this we have met, and

I still remember you with your future wife at that time, and now you can easily say that I am your wife?"

"Believe me, I just found this out recently. I lost most of my brain memory, and even now I can't

remember everything clearly," Farrel gripped Ree's shoulder tightly, "I can prove it."

"This is impossible! I don't know you at all, we just met and you ..."

"Dave once told me you have amnesia too."

Farrell's words made Ree lift his face, staring at Farrel with a gaze that is difficult to interpret. Ree

looked at Farrel's face, it felt so familiar. At first he felt strange, but as time went on, he felt closer.

"Dave also said that if you and Charles are not married ..." Farrell gently touched Ree's cheek which

was flooded with tears, "what are you doubting?"

"This is not possible ... "

"No, in this world nothing is impossible."

"But,"

"The first time I saw Dave, I saw myself. He was so much like me, he-"

"How can he be like you? Dave is Charles's son," Ree interrupted as he immediately walked back, "you

make me confused."

Dave's son Charles?

"Dave the son of Charles?" asked Farrel doubtfully.

"Who are you?"

Farrel and Ree looked back together to find Charles, who had walked casually toward them. The look

on the face of the man who was about twenty-eight was flat, but he had a hint of displeasure as he

stared at Farrell.

"Her husband," Farrell replied defiantly.

Ree immediately turned to Farrell, staring at the man and Charles in turn. His thoughts were so chaotic,

and there were so many things that shocked him today. Starting from Dave, until Farrel suddenly came

to hug him and claimed to be her husband.

"Her husband?" Charles chuckled, "are you crazy?"

"No, I'm serious. Who are you?" said Farrel, staring at Charles's appearance from top to bottom, "ah.

You must be Charles, right?"

Charles raised an eyebrow, then his gaze turned to Ree. He motioned the woman to immediately move

away from Farrell, Ree, who understood Charles's dislike, began to hesitate. He has the opportunity to

escape Charles, with Farrell's help. However, if it turns out that she is not Farrel's wife, then her and

Dave's life will also be exhausted in the hands of an unfeeling man like Charles.

"Come here!" snapped Charles, getting impatient.

Ree gasped, hesitantly walking toward Charles. However, Farrel intercepted his wrist. The man pulled

Ree behind him, then gave Charles a defiant look.

"Don't mess with me, Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja!" growled Charles.

"I thought you didn't know my name, Charles." replied Farrel with a lopsided smile.

Ree who was behind Farrel was feeling an intense tension. His body trembled, his thoughts were

chaotic. Tears continued to flow from her lids, and her head began to ache. It felt like Ree's head was

being hit by gravel, and was doused by boiling water. Pain and heat.

His ears could still clearly hear Charles and Farrell's argument. However, the pain in his head didn't

seem to give him a chance to stay awake. Ree could feel his consciousness slowly disappearing, and

his body that fell to the floor with his head hitting the tile. Everything ached, but Ree could no longer

feel it, because now his consciousness had completely disappeared.

Farrel looked back when he heard the sound of a slammed object. His eyes were perfectly rounded

when he saw Ree's body which was lying on the floor, and the woman was unconscious. Farrel

immediately approached Ree, and tried to lift the woman. However, Charles came and pushed Farrel's

body backwards.

"Get out of here!" Charles glared at Farrell. He turned to look at Ree who was unconscious, and

immediately wanted to lift the woman. Almost.

"I assure you, you will die if you dare touch it."

Charles looked up, and his face met Farrell's face, already inflamed with emotion. "What right have you

to ban me?"

"Stay away from him, if you still want to live," threatened Farrel.

Charles took a sip of salivan yes, he started to slowly back away and let Farrell lift Ree's body. Charles

eyed Farrell's departure irritably, then he reached into his pocket. Pick up a cell phone and call

someone right away.

"You bastard, why are you giving me wrong data ?!" growled Charles at his interlocutor.

"Which data, sir?"

"About Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja! You said he was nothing compared to me ?!"

"Ah, yes. We forgot to tell you something, sir. You are indeed the number one richest man, only in a

city. Meanwhile, Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja, he is the first richest man in his country."

"Country?!" repeated Charles with surprise.

"Yes, sir. He is listed as one of the youngest and richest successful entrepreneurs."

"Damn it!" cursed Charles, who immediately slammed his cellphone.

***

"Is he all right?" Farrel asked the doctor who had just examined Ree.

"Yes, he's just tired," The doctor raised his glasses, "from the results of the examination, he was

physically abused. There were several bruises on his face and body."

"What?"

The doctor nodded, "He's also a little shocked. However, it can still be cured."

"Doctor, please take care of him. I have to check on my son in another room." said Farrell. After getting

a nod, Farrell immediately walked to Dave's room being treated.

"Farrell!"

Farrel looked back and found Valeri running behind him.

"What is wrong?" asked Farrel when Valerie arrived in front of him.

"Have you found it?"

Farrel nodded. "Can you watch him for a moment, Vale? He's in room 409, not far from Bara's room. I

have business."

"He's being treated? But why?"

"It's a long story, Vale. I have to go now,"

Valerie nodded, "Fine, I'll take care of it."

Farrel ran again, towards where he was going. Dave's room, since earlier, Farrel felt something stuck in

his heart.

To be continued