Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapters 70. Tidings

Smoke rises from the hood of the car driven by Rajasa and Bhumi. As for the Goddess, the woman looked dazed. He can't even do anything. He could only stare at Bhumi's unconscious condition.

"Sir Goddess, let's get out!"

The cry of someone restored the Goddess consciousness. He looked towards the source of the voice. "Deliver?"

"So out, brother. Let's get Arga's brother to the hospital!"

"But how can we bring bang Bhumi Lang? We don't have a vehicle!"

"Sir Goddess is calm, I have asked for help from residents in one of the villages that are there."

The goddess turned to face Gilang's hand. Sure enough two pickup cars are already in this place.

"Who is the driver in front of that car, Lang? Why would he sacrifice himself?" ask the Goddess so curious. He had never seen the man at all.

"I'll tell you later, brother. What is clear is now the Goddess immediately down. We're taking Mr. Arga and the driver of the front car to the hospital."

The Goddess according, there were no serious injuries that she had experienced. It was just that the woman's head felt so dizzy. Perhaps the effect of his surprise. He got out of the car carefully. Followed by some residents who began to issue Arga and also Rajasa. Then they took them to the hospital.

"Dad ...hold on... After this we will live together!" batin Gilang when looking at the face of the father.

"Bang Bhumi. Remember our unfulfilled dreams Bang. Make it a penguqat for you!" the Inner Goddess was also overwhelmed by sadness when she saw Bhumi's face that had been decorated by drops of blood.

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"Hows it? Is your job perfect?"

"Mrs take it easy. I have all worked according to plan. Now, Madam is sitting sweetly waiting for the sad news of the death of Madam's stepson and his future wife."

"Can you make sure no one knows your moves, right?"

"That's definitely Madam. All is safe under control. Can I make sure no one sees our work."

"Good, I'm satisfied with your work. I'll transfer the wages for you soon. And if Arga can die in that tragedy, I'll give you a bonus."

"Thank you Madam. Thank you." Thank you."

The conversation over the phone between Wenda and the men was interrupted. Wenda, who was on the balcony, looked back at the sky with a big smile that was expanding on her lips. Tonight his mood is so happy. Can't wait to hear the happy news about the fatal accident experienced by Arga.

"Aster, am I not a good friend? In a moment, you can meet your son. So you're not alone anymore."

Wenda is busy monologuing. His mind wandered far away. He remembers his moments with Aster. The best friend he had but the heart to destroy. During this time Wenda was never sincerely good friends with Aster, because in the eyes of Wenda, Aster always had good luck in his life. Become a famous singer of his time and get a rich and perfect husband. While he? He was always in the shadow of Aster. That's what makes the hatred entrenched in Wenda's heart.

"Wen, what are you doing? Why don't you go to bed soon?"

A sudden baritone voice rang out, making Wenda who had previously dissolved in his daydream, aghast instantly. It was seen that Wiraguna was walking closer to him.

"Ah, I'm just enjoying the night breeze Pa. Why aren't you sleeping?"

Wiraguna took a slightly rough breath. I don't know why from now on he felt something stuck in his heart. I feel like something is happening.

"I wonder why tonight I feel something else. My heart is really restless. I'm afraid nothing will happen to our children."

Forehead Wenda frowning. "Our children? Didn't the only one who went was Arga huh Pa?"

Wiraguna glimpsed his wife's face. "Do you not know if since noon Gilang was also not home? He hasn't come home yet."

"Yes Wen, Gilang is not home."

Suddenly Wenda's heart felt rustling. It is not usual for the son not to go home or wander in hours like this. Even the middle-aged woman was a little frightened.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck...

The sound of knocking on the door of the room made Wenda and Wiraguna look at each other. Without further ado, they swung their feet towards the door of the room.

"Hans? What was? Did something happen to my mother?" ask the Wiraguna who was a little surprised by the arrival of Hans nights like this.

"I'm sorry if I interrupted Mr and Mrs' rest. There's bad news I have to tell you, sir."

Both of the Giraguna's eyeballs were wide. "Bad news? What's the bad news, Hans?"

"Young master Arga had an accident Lord!"

"What did you say? Arga accident? You're kidding, aren't you Hans? No way Hans, no way!"

In contrast to the look on the face of Wiraguna that has been seen softly and dew points began to gather in the corner of the eye, Wenda's face actually looks sparkling. But he tried to hide his happiness and rushed to put on a sad face.

"Pa, you patient Papa. It's all been Almighty's will, Pa."

As if also feeling deep sadness, Wenda seemed to say something that sounded wise. Even his cultural tears he forced to come out in order to perfect his acting. His heart was cheering happily.

Hans looked at this face of his master with an indecipherable look. I don't know why he felt that there was something hidden by the Madam.

"However, there seems to be bad news again, Madam. ", continued Hans who suddenly made Wenda surprised.

However, inwardly, Wenda felt that the bad news brought by Hans would make him happy. He thought Arga's life could no longer be helped.

"What other bad news do you mean Hans? Is Arga seriously injured? Is Arga...? Ohh.. Nope, no. I don't want Arga to catch up with his mama!"

Hans shook his head. "No, that's not the lady."

"Then what? Hurry up and say Hans!"

"The car that was hit by Young Master Arga was the car of Young Master Gilang. And the car driven by Young Master Gilang was the one that suffered the most damage."

Wenda was shocked to death. Both of his eyes bulged, even as if going out from where he was.

"What's? Gilang Cars? Does that mean Gilang has more serious injuries?" cecar Wenda's.

Hans nodded slowly. "It looks like it is, Madam!"

The joints in Wenda's body seemed to be squeezing instantly. Because it was not strong to support the weight of her body, the middle-aged woman slumped to sit on the floor.

"Pilanggggg!!!!!!" wenda's screams sounded blaringly filled all corners of the room.

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