A BETRAYAL!
Chapter 7
Mistress Nesti let go of Mora's embrace, she looked at Mora with great joy and happiness it was clearly emanating from the middle-aged woman's eyes.
"Madam, sir, I don't believe it but I want you to do a DNA test so that there is no doubt for me" Mora said.
"Alright, Son. Actually Father and Mama do not need that and we are also very sure that you are our daughter, but we will still obey this desire of yours" reply Mr. Darma gently rubbed Mora's head covered with hijab.
Mr. Darma then looked at Roy, and Roy seemed to know his duty he resigned along with the driver.
"And Mora has a request for all of you" Mora said
"What is that, son?" ask Mistress Hesti curiously.
"No one knows all of this, let it be our secret first, even Mas Aron and my best friend no one knows" Mora said pleadedingly.
"Why is that, baby?" ask Mother Panti confused.
"Sometimes you will know" Mora replied.
Mr and Mrs Widiatma just nodded their heads with a look at each other.
"Can't Mora hug you again?" pinta Mora with a soft look.
"Come here" said Mr. Darma softly.
Then Mora sat down among them and they hugged each other very happily.
"Mora is so grateful that Mora still has complete parents. Even Mora is very happy" said Mora softly.
"We're happier baby, forgive us for neglecting to keep yourself until we're separated huh" Mrs Hesti replied wryly.
Mother Panti let Mora and her parents let go of the longing that had not met for years.
Not long after, Roy comes along with the Widiatma family Doctor.
"Just take our blood sample, Doc" said Mr. Darma firmly.
"Okay sir" replied the Doctor obediently.
When finished, Roy returned to deliver the Doctor and he will also go to Widiatma company for a while.
"Ah I almost forgot, let's have breakfast first Mr, Madam" said Mother Panti.
"No need ma'am, we had breakfast earlier and there is no need to hesitate so" replied Mistress Nesti smiling.
"Alright, then I stay first yes" said Mother Panti.
The three of them simultaneously only nodded their heads, then Mistress Nesti gently rubbed Mora's stomach.
"How's Granddaughter, Oma?" ask Lady Hesti gently.
"He's good Oma, tomorrow morning is his control schedule" Mora replied smiling.
"Really, Son?" ask Mrs Hesti back.
"Yeah, is Oma coming?" ask Mora
"If possible then Mama will come" replied Mrs Nesti enthusiastically.
"May dong, but we just met at the hospital" Mora smiled.
"All of us take DNA test results, son" said Mr. Darma.
"Yeah, Dad" Mora replied awkwardly.
Mr. Darma smiled, he understood with his awkwardness on himself and his Wife.
"Don't be so awkward, son. Got to get used to it" said Mistress Nesti smiling slightly.
"God willing, Ma" said Mora bowing his head.
That day, Mora feels that the World is siding with her, how she got the happy news and also met her Parents.
Even Mora himself slightly does not believe that he is a descendant of the King of Business, Darma Widiatma.
But he will not take advantage of this, he was very happy to meet his parents.
Until the night before, Mora's parents resigned to go home even though with a heavy heart and still miss the Princess, Mora.
But they also promised to keep it a secret first.
"Be careful, Ma, Father" Mora said with an unforgettable wave of hands with a very beautiful smile.
"Yes, Son. I'll see you tomorrow" Mistress Nesti replied by replying to the Princess' hand.
After the car that took her parents away, Mora just went inside and walked towards her room.
Then Mora picks up his cell phone and tries to contact Aron.
Tut's.
Tut's.
"Assalamualaikum, Mas" Mora said enthusiastically.
"Waalaikumsalam, dear" Aron replies everywhere.
"Mas, where's there been no news?" ask Mora.
"Sorry dear, Mas here is focused on solving work problems so that he can go home quickly" replied Aron with a little guilt.
"Ah yasudah then, I close first yes" said Mora
"Yeah, baby" Aron replied
Tut's.
Mora sighed when he saw his call was completely dead.
He then stretched out his body and closed his eyes.
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In the morning, Mora was ready to go to the hospital, he had been picked up by Mrs Hesti's driver since.
"Mom, I go first huh" said Mora.
"Be careful dear" replied Mother Panti gently.
Mora nodded his head and left with the driver.
"Sir, sorry to bother ya" said Mora when he was in the car.
"It's okay, Miss" replied the driver kindly.
Mora fell silent again, staring out the car window.
"Miss, are you okay?" ask the driver.
"I'm fine sir, don't worry" Mora replied gently and with a shady smile.
"The Father is very grateful that the Lady and Master have met again with her Princess, even the Princess is a very gentle Miss, kind and also friendly" said the driver with a happy twinkle.
"I'm also happy that you can meet them, I've thought that my parents are dead or don't want me, but everything is wrong" Mora smiled.
"Miss knows, Madam used to be so depressed and even just healed in the last 2 years, and somehow she just kept asking Tuan to come home, and yes maybe this is the destiny that God has laid out for you" the driver explained.
"Really Sir? Where did they live?" ask Mora curiously.
"Later let the Madam tell me yes, we have arrived at the hospital" the driver replied with a chuckle.
Mora immediately circulated his view and it turned out to be true, that they had arrived.
"Ah turned out to be right, then I went out first sir. Thank you" Mora said kindly.
"Together, Miss" replied the driver politely.
Mora stepped foot towards the entrance of the hospital, he would go straight to the room of Doctor Obgyn because he had made an appointment.
Until his eye bead saw his parents were waiting in front of Doctor Lia, Doctor Obgyn who handles Mora.
"I'm sorry for a long time" Mora said unpleasantly.
"No dear, let's go in" replied Mistress Nesti after releasing her embrace from Mora.
The three of them just went in and in front of it was secured by Mr. Darma's men so that no one was suspicious and the others.
"Good morning Sir, Madam" said Doctor Lia by bowing her body.
He looked at Mora with a confused look, but he immediately let them sit down.
After that Mr. Darma just explained it with a firm and intimate eyes.
Doctor Lia could only nod her head, she would seek safety from this powerful person.
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