Best Defense

Crazy fate's

...Sean Danial Warner POV's....

"You should meet him, Bianka. Panda can't forget the death of you and your husband. He still needs you."

"I'm sorry, I can't do that."

I looked at the two middle-aged women who were speaking before me and Edward at this moment. Both are mothers of my wife, meaning my mother-in-law. One was her birth mother, while the other was the mother who cared for her since childhood.

Yes, after Edward persuaded Franda's biological mother - I had no idea how Edward could convince the woman to return to Indonesia - he was finally willing to follow Edward's request.

After arriving in Indonesia last night, we decided to get him to talk about this issue, and here we are.

"Why would you do that to him? What has he done that you don't want to see him? Have you ever thought about how her life has been? You won't know because you don't care about him. But everything's enough, you have to meet him." My mother-in-law shook her head in disbelief. Her tears began to melt.

"No, Marissa, don't tell him. He doesn't need to know that I'm alive. Franda won't forgive me, and I'm sure she can't possibly take me back." Now it was the woman's turn to speak. I don't know what to call him. His actions were too cruel and painful.

"My mistake is too big. Not only did I kill my husband, I abandoned my only daughter. No reason can justify my actions. I know what he's been through all this time, he's suffered the death of me and his papa. But now that he's fine, at least I'm grateful for that fact." She continued, with a trembling voice and tears also appearing to flow down her cheeks.

I let out a heavy sigh, watching the two women arguing like this was not a pleasant thing. But it has to be done because it concerns my wife. I want to solve this problem as soon as possible so that no more storms will hit our lives. Really, I want to live quietly and without any complicated problems like this.

I glanced at my mother-in-law. He looked desperate and disbelieving at the woman before him. "Bianka," her voice trembled. "Panda deserves to know that you're alive, no matter how she reacts. I can understand why you killed your husband, and I'm sure Panda will understand if you tell him. It's just that I don't know why you've been hiding all this time, you can take her with you if you love her." He tried to convince her once again, but it would certainly not be that easy.

"That's impossible to do." the woman replied quickly. "That time Franda was too small, and I couldn't take her while I was on the run. Please, Marissa, let him keep thinking that I'm dead."

My mother-in-law shook her head again, she looked completely out of sense. A frustrated and desperate look was clearly visible on his face. He looked down while the woman tried to grab his hand.

I was just about to speak when I suddenly heard my wife's voice coming from the door. Suddenly I felt like I had a heart attack, and without waiting any longer I ran to the door and found Franda there.

He looked like he was enduring the pain. Both of his eyes were tightly closed, his head looking up while both of his hands were gripping Black's arms. His face turned red and I could feel how much he was in pain right now from his look.

"Franda," I grabbed his body from Black, but his grip on Black's arm was too strong. "Darling, I'm here. Open your eyes, Franda."

He did not open his eyes, his entire body was trembling. "South..." I cried when I heard his weak voice. "K-please.help me."

"Franda, I'll help you. Open your eyes, baby. Come on, open your eyes." I patted her cheeks slowly, hoping she would open her eyes. But what happened next was that his entire body stiffened, his mouth opened, and he was seen trying to scoop up air.

After Black managed to release his arm from Franda's grip, I immediately carried her inside the house. "John, tell Ameer to call my doctor" I said as I walked.

I lay her body on the sofa. His eyes were still closed and his face was getting red. Both of his hands were now firmly gripping my arms until his fingers turned white. "S-san..." He whispered with a stifled breath. "I'm-I'm scared, please..."

"Panda, this is mommy. Did you hear?" my mother-in-law spoke from behind the back of the sofa, her hands clapping Franda's cheeks. "Calm down, sweetie. Breathe in and exhale. Everything will be fine." he muttered calmly, but fear sounded very clear in his tone.

Franda has not responded, while the grip of her hand is getting stronger on my arm. "Franda, baby. Open your eyes, baby." I grew even more upset when I saw tears flowing from the corner of her eye.

"Oh my God, blood..." I raised my head to look at my mother-in-law, then followed the direction of her gaze. That's where we just realized something had happened to Franda's content.

I froze. My eyes were fixated on the blood seen on Franda's thigh. Suddenly my brain couldn't digest anything, my ears couldn't hear anything. Both my hands were shaking. Then I flinched as Edward pushed me and lifted Franda's body.

I was still in my place doing nothing, my mind was empty, and my breathing was cut off, until Ameer shook my shoulders so hard. I gasped, blinked, and was confused.

"Sir, we need to get to the hospital. They've taken him there."

In the end I managed to regain my consciousness, then I quickly stood up and rushed out of the house. Ameer swiftly walked up to me and immediately took his place behind the driver's seat of the car.

All the way my tears could not stop flowing. No sound could be heard from my mouth, but I could not stop it. My feelings are filled with fear. It feels like de javu. Throughout my marriage with Franda, I've had to watch him bet his life twice.

And this is the third time.

Again, this is due to my carelessness. If I had followed Edward's advice and not forced myself to bring Franda's mother here, this would not have happened. Franda will be fine.

But, this is not what I planned. I just wanted Franda's birth mother to meet my mother-in-law, I didn't expect Franda to come and hear everything. I really don't know what to do now. If anything happens to him or to our son, I can't forgive myself.

I exhaled in despair, looking at the streets with a feeling of confusion and fear. Again, this is not the end I was hoping for.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry, Franda." I could hear my own voice whispering quietly.

There was nothing else I could feel right now, everything was going so fast. My mind has not been able to digest anything other than the fear that permeates my every cell. It feels so painful. Realizing that I was the reason he had to experience something like this again.

Many times I promised to protect her, but what I did always put her in danger. I don't know if it's a curse or what. But if I repeat all our travels, I regret every second I spent asking her to be my wife.

Franda, my poor wife. Why must you be the one to experience all these bitter events? Oh my God, can't I live happily with her? Is there no calm you can give us? Please, Lord, let me have peace with him.

"We're here, sir." Ameer's voice blew my mind.

I looked ahead and realized we had stopped in the hospital parking area. Slowly walking into the hospital building, I did not want to rush to hear news that might not be something I wanted to hear.

"The doctor was checking on her" Edward told me after I stood nearby. "He'll be fine."

I didn't say anything to respond to her words. My mouth was locked, there were no words I could say. I slowly looked at everyone near me. The hopeful faces that waited anxiously. Their mouths showed expressions that were not much different. Including Franda's biological mother who was crying in the end seat.

He sobbed his head, both of his hands linked up supporting his forehead, looking extremely guilty. He's guilty, but I can't even hate him. If anyone has the right to do that, he is Franda.

Then a doctor came out of the emergency room, made us all look at him.

"She lost a lot of blood, and her blood pressure was too high, so we had to have surgery to save the mother and the baby."