A BETRAYAL!
Chapter 16
The morning greets with the warm sunshine of this winter.
Mistress Nesti opened the hospital curtains slowly.
"It's so bright today" murmured Madam Hesti looking at the extremely beautiful scenery outside.
Mistress Nesti then walked over to the patient bed where there was Mora still lying helplessly.
"Good morning, dear" said Mistress Nesti softly.
With a gentle gesture, Mistress Nesti cleansed the entire face and body of the Princess.
He sometimes shed tears because he saw his daughter was still unconscious.
"Ahh already fragrant, already beautiful as well. Now stay.wake up baby, let's wake up baby" whispered Lady Nesti softly.
Mistress Nesti then sat there, holding Mora's hand very gently.
And just then, Mora's ring finger moved.
"Oh my God" muttered Mistress Hesti.
Then he quickly pressed the button on the patient's bed.
"Son, let's wake up baby" whispered Lady Hesti with tears in her eyes.
Brakes.
"Mrs, what's wrong?" the doctor asked frantically because Mrs Hesti pushed the emergency button.
"Please check on my daughter, Doc. His finger moved Doc" Mistress Haesti replied quickly.
"Please wait outside for a moment" said the doctor.
Mistress Hesti nodded her head, she then walked out of Mora's room even with a heavy heart.
Mistress Hesti waited with a very agitated face, she even paced back and forth.
"Ma" called Mr. Darma who had just returned from his House.
"Mas, Mora" said Mrs Hesti, directly hugging Mr. Darma's body.
"What's wrong with our daughter, Ma? He was still fine when I came home" said Mr. Darma, worriedly.
"Mora's fingers move, Mas" said Mistress Nesti stammeringly.
Mr. Darma was immediately shocked when he heard the words of the Wife, he felt very happy.
Chequek.
Before Mr. Darma spoke, the door to Mora's room was opened by the Doctor.
"Don't you know how my daughter is doing?" ask Lady Hesti quickly.
"All is well, ma'am. Please come in" explained the doctor.
Although confused, but Mr. Darma and Madam just went inside the room.
"Son" called Mistress Nesti with tears streaming down.
"Finally you realize, dear" said Mr. Darma smiling as he shed tears.
Mora could only answer with a smile, he was still too weak to speak.
Mora nodded his head.
Mistress Nesti just walked over to Mora and hugged her sobbing.
"Thank you dear, thank you for fighting" said Mrs Hesti softly.
"Ma, where's my son?" ask Mora weakly.
Deg.
Mistress Nesti and Mr. Darma immediately stared at each other, they were confused as to how.
"Son, who is patient, dear. Your baby did not survive the accident, even your legs were temporarily paralyzed" explained Mr. Darma without anyone being covered at all.
"Died? Paralyzed?" great-granddaughter Mora with tears dripping.
"I'm sorry we couldn't take care of you and your baby, baby" Mrs Hesti said sobbing.
Mora was silent with a blank stare, his tears just kept dripping without a sound of crying.
"I hate you, Mom. I hate you Winda" Inner Mora
"Dear hey?" call Mistress Hesti with a piteous call.
"Ma, what's my fault that I'm being punished like this? The baby I had always cared for even I was looking forward to it was gone, and my legs were paralyzed" Mora said sobbing.
"It's not your fault baby, maybe your baby is punishing his father who is a bastard.
I'm sorry, I've been suing for your divorce with Aron, even you've been divorced since 1 month ago" said Mr. Darma with a gentle swipe of Mora's head.
"It's okay, Dad. I am indeed a weak woman who can't fight anything" Mora replied with a bitter sob.
Mistress Nesti immediately shook her head, she hugged the Princess tightly.
"Listen to Daddy, Son. Tomorrow there will be a Doctor to treat you, you must be strong and rise up. Show Aron and the World that you are a strong, tough and great woman" said Mr. Darma, clasping Mora's hand tightly.
"Father is right, I must not be weak and crybaby" Mora murmured with determination.
"Bring the Doctor, Dad. I'll get well soon" Mora said firmly and she even wiped away her tears.
"That's Dad and Mama's new son" said Mr. Darma with a smile.
Mora nodded his head, he rubbed his Mama's hand gently.
"Oh, Dad, where are we?" ask Mora curiously.
"We're in Country K, baby" replied Mr. Darma.
Mora looked at his confused father, then he looked at his Mama and was only countered by a nod of his head.
Then Mistress Nesti told her how Mora got to this country.
"Before going to the homeland, Mama and Dad also live here, son" explained Mrs Hesti.
"really?" ask Mora with a sparkle.
"Dear Iyaa" replied Mistress Hesti.
Mora then looked at his father with a full plea.
"Dad, I want to work for the company" Mora said confidently.
"Yes you will replace Dad in the company together with Roy, you only need to recover first and can only enter the company" replied Mr. Darma firmly.
"Ready Dad" Mora said with her flat face.
Mistress Hesti smiled, she slowly kissed Mora's head covered in hijab.
He felt very happy, because Mora had passed his critical period smoothly until he could regroup with her.
"Rest first, dear" said Mrs Nesti softly.
"Yes Ma" Mora smiled back.
Mora then closed his eyes slowly, he enjoyed a gentle swab on his head.
"Winda, Aron, wait a minute. I'll come with a million surprises for you" Mora said with determination.
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Roy goes straight to the hospital when his work is done, he is in complete control when Mr. Darma cannot attend to the company.
"All of this must be signed by, Great Lord" Roy murmured by staring at some of the files in his hand.
Roy then drove his car at a moderate speed, he enjoyed the afternoon air with a relaxed.
The news is that Mora is aware that no outsider knows. Mr. Darma will only tell a few people about this, because he does not want to risk endangering Mora's safety.
Roy just went to the VVIP room at the hospital, he would immediately give the file and after that he would say goodbye to rest.
*tock
Tok*
Roy knocked on the door before entering, although he could have just walked in.
"Institute" said from within.
Chequek.
Roy immediately gave a sign of respect to the Master and his Madam
"What's up, Roy?" ask Mr. Darma.
"There are some files that you need to sign, sir" Roy explained giving the file in his hand.
Mr. Darma then received her and after that he told Roy to go home and rest.
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