CEO Twins And Girls Choice

The arrival of Praja Diwangka

Millions of flavors mixed into one but not able to be expressed when both eyes Erich looked at a woman's body on the patient's bed with several safety supporting devices in his body. Erich's eye angle is heating up. Two points of the circle, flowing. Unable to be restrained when the girl has not yet realized herself.

"I'm sorry. If time can be turned, let me experience everything, just don't you." Erich down. His body is no longer powerful. Isabella's loss was like a crushing blow to her. He felt failed. Failing to protect someone he was supposed to protect.

As a result of the stab wounds suffered, Isabel so much out. Not only did Erich donate dara, but Arka also did the same.

"You are strong Isabel. I'm sure you can get through it all." Erich's lips kept on speaking. Unceasingly, he stared at the weakly lying woman from the glass wall.

From Isabel's current condition, Erich seemed to be able to feel the life of the girl passed all this time. Alive, trapped inside a house filled with demons like Arum and Larasati. Treated arbitrarily and inseparable from torture. A clear thread dripped back in the corner of Erich's eye. When it comes to Isabel, she has been feeling weak lately. Tears that are fairly rare he let out, even now unstoppable when faced with an Isabel.

"Sir." Agung who had been waiting, ventured to say the name of the master. At first the man hesitated, when he saw the faithful Erich standing glued to the glass wall, staring at the face of the girl who was still lying weakly on the treatment bed. But there was news that he had to convey, with a heavy heart Great approached and called him.

"What's wrong?" Erich replied without taking his eyes off. His gaze remained on Isabel.

"The big master has already contacted the family of Miss Isabel. They are already on their way and will arrive in the near future" Agung reported.

Erich closed his eyes, rubbing his face as if he was being squeezed by a heavy burden.

"Tell me to welcome and treat Isabel's family well. I'll stay here, accompany Isabel."

"Okay sir, I'm sorry."

Erich nodded weakly.

"Isabel, wakeup. Your family will be here soon. What to say if they see you in this condition?" It is undeniable, as long as Isabel is with him these few days, it is she who feels responsible for the life and safety of the girl. Until this kind of incident happened, it really was a blow to him. Isabel's condition is critical, while her family is coming soon. What would Erich do if his family did not accept him and blamed him instead?

"Please, wake up Isabel" said Erich with trembling lips.

"Erich," said someone so familiar to Erich when the voice mentioned his name. Zara smiled gently. The woman came, rubbed the son's shoulder and said, "Patience. I know she's a strong gadus, Isabel must be able to get through. Come, sit down" the mother told her son.

Erich is still glued to the spot. Stand up and look at Isabel from the glass wall. Just like that for hours.

Zara sighed. He gently pulled the son's hand. Although reluctant, Erich followed his mother's desire to sit down.

Zara grabbed a box of food and gave it to Erich.

"Eat, I know you're hungry."

Erich groped quietly.

"What if you're a bribe?" Tawar Zara is not running out of.

Again, Erich refused.

Zara gave a heavy sigh. He knew his son was starving at this time. Since Isabel was rushed to the hospital, Erich did not want to touch food or drink even for just a hungry prop. Perhaps Erich's appetite disappeared due to over-thinking Isabel's condition.

"Erich, don't be like this.You have to eat. At least so you have the energy to pray for Isabel and take care of her. You need to stay healthy. I'm sure Isabel will also be upset if you don't want to eat when she wakes up."

Erich seemed to think. He looked at the box containing food in Zara's lap and then turned to look at her mother's face.

"Well, I'll eat, but maybe not everything" Erich bargained, though he himself doubted whether he could swallow the food while Isabel was in a critical state.

"No problem." Zara hastily opened the lunchbox. Giving a spoon to the son so that it is easy to stretch the food until the toilet.

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The steps in the hallway of the hospital made a pair of mothers and children who were sitting and drifting in their minds suddenly averted their eyes.

As the steps approached, Arka seemed to lead the way, followed by several foreign men Erich had never met, including a middle-aged man who was sitting in a wheelchair with the help of a woman.

Is he the father of Isabel?

The group approached. Erich began to feel a chill encircling the body. His body seemed frozen, especially after staring at the man in a wheelchair whose two eyes began to glaze over.

"How's my daughter?"

Erich swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Right, that man was Isabel's father and it was this question that he feared.

"Son, how's my daughter doing now?" Praja is not free to move on a wheelchair. But his gaze was always on the room where Isabel was.

"Master, relax. Your daughter is fine. We help with prayer. I know, your daughter is strong and can definitely get through it all." The money arc finally answered Praja's question when Erich had trouble stringing words that felt right.

Throw down, Praja's tears shed for a moment. He moved his hand, asking Ratih to bring him closer to Isabel's room.

"Trainer, take me to see my daughter. I want to see my daughter up close" Praja whined at Ratih with tears breaking. Ratih was quick to push the wheelchair up close to the glass wall, where Isabel's weak body lying on the bed was visible.

"Isabel, my daughter," roared the heart-wrenching king. "Wake son. Look, dad's coming. I've come to get you home, my daughter." Praja knocked on the wall. Waving her hands into the air, hoping to wake the princess lamtas hugging her so tightly.

"Wake daughter. Open your eyes. Quickly tell dad you're okay. Or, or tell dad which parts of your body are sick. I'll treat it, blow it and give you candy afterwards. Come near my son, come to me and tell me you're okay."

Collapse of Erich's defenses. The young man's body fell, sitting on the floor with both palms covering his face. The man was crying. Really crying because of a woman for the first time. The fortress that he held back with all his might, collapsed as Isabel's father roared, weeping over the condition of the princess who was in a condition between life and death.

Tbc.