
Ezra arrived at his house at exactly 2 a.m.
"Mother, Niel, brother's home."
Knocking on the door continuously. No response at all. Back Ezra looked into the courtyard of the house. Mother's car does not exist.
Why did you hit like this and not come home yet?
"Niel! Brother's home! Open the door, Niel!"
Ah this kid, he must be sleeping well.
There was nothing Ezra could do but wait.
The phone, the spare key, he doesn't have those two things at the moment.
Sitting patiently waiting, Ezra was attacked by extreme drowsiness.
Should I sleep here like a beggar? Or ...
A few hours earlier...
Roze is shocked by Daniel's whereabouts because he thinks his three children are staying at their father's house.
"Daniel? You're home, son?"
The one asked nodded with a small smile. "Yes, I was just dropping off brother while looking at Darriel's situation."
"O.. I see, is Darriel healthy?"
"Darriel recovered quickly, Mother. Looks like the family wasn't messing around in taking care of him."
Roze nodded.
"Good then."
The two sat together in front of the television.
"Mother, how does Mother feel at this time? Is it okay when your children are now accepting their father?"
"Why ask like that? Mommy is grateful that you accept father and forgive each other. Niel, you ... can accept your father, right?" Roze wants to check if Niel has really made peace with his feelings for Jevander Park.
"Emmm .. Mother was right, our father was not someone to be hostile to. I accept this fact and .. although father was guilty in the past I have forgiven him. Someone told me that our time is only temporary. So I have to forgive and confess my real father while he's still around." Yes, Daniel learned this from Erwin, a good friend and classmate and his partner in making rupiah.
The time we live is only temporary, do not let regret if something has disappointed later. Affected by this sentence, Roze suddenly stood on the spot. Without a word he rushed towards the exit. Mrs Lee is no more. The woman has gone.
"Daniel, let's accompany mother." a business card complete with an address was left by the old woman who was located on the floor near the door.
Both left, leaving their homes locked.
"Mother, where are we going?"
"To Mr. Lee's house."
"Is everything okay?"
"Come, Niel, it's rumored your grandfather is sick. We're going there to make sure it's going to be."
Mother still cares about her father. Good, mother is a good person. From the outside the mother does look unfriendly, but actually the mother is not cruel to the name of the family. If you were a selfish human being, she wouldn't let Jevander Park know us.
Arrive in an area that only stands a magnificent building.
Amazingly, even Roze's appearance with Daniel was greeted with respect by the doorman and the servants, like the employers they had always served.
Mrs Lee was in disbelief. Roze finally came. The woman cried in her heart. What miracle.
"Son, you two, come with me."
"Honey, your daughter and granddaughter have come to see you. Can you wake up?"
Lately, Mr. Lee has just spent time in bed. The tumor he had been hiding all along had already developed and made the old man suffer.
He had lost his appetite for the environment, frequent sudden headaches and drowsiness that he could not bear. Pain again, he did not taste to eat.
Although Jungki and his mother had persuaded him to do the treatment as he should, Mr. Lee refused firmly by saying let himself die slowly.
"What'sthis? Is your life so exhausting?"
Hearing Roze's voice, Mr. Lee opened his eyes, slowly. He realized that his daughter was next to him. Instead of being happy, the old man cried.
Drawing from her tears that just escaped.
Daniel remained silent beside his mother.
"Don't just cry, baby, talk to them both."
Mr. Lee wanted to extend his hand to his daughter but he felt fear, shame, and no confidence. What a stirring feeling of emotion when he saw the stiff face of this princess and granddaughter.
"You, Daniel, right? Can you borrow your hand?"
Not immediately agreed, Daniel was busy thinking about the left or right hand that he had to give. Then his left hand moved.
"Daniel, is your bundle healthy? Grandpa ... Haven't seen her in a long time."
"Mother is next to me, Grandpa."
"Is that so? Is it possible ... grandpa still deserves his forgiveness?"
Daniel looked to the side, confirming his mother's expression. He took his mother's hand. "of course. My mother is quite forgiving." Daniel put his mother and grandfather's hands together. Both Mr. Lee, Roze and Mrs Lee were unable to stem the tears.
"My son," with his chin shaking, Mr. Lee tried to speak. "My son's hand, last I touched it when it was a kid at 7 years old. Sorry for taking your hand off. Roze, I'm sorry that you left."
"I said I forgive you even though I hate you, Dad." Roze held back his crying that felt like it was about to break. "I also apologize for my selfishness all along. Now I understand that my mistake was to be born to a woman you didn't love. Dad, I hate remembering you so much, but my heart always misses you." Roze put his face in the arms of the father who was now holding him. Both are crying bitterly.
Mrs Lee gave time for Roze and Mr. Lee to spend more together. He felt overwhelmed but also immense relief. The burden borne by her husband finally slowly disappeared after Roze was present at her side.
Jungki who had just stood behind the door chose to watch the moment haru from where he stood. He did not want to ruin the happiness wrapped in the crying that his father and sister were feeling.
Madam Lee came out with her eyes reddened.
"Mom, I'm the one who hugged you." Jungki realizes that her mother feels the same way as her. "Mother, how are you feeling right now? It seems like you have forgiven dad. How're you? Can you accept brother as father's daughter?"
"I'm an old Jungki, I don't have the energy to refuse my husband's beloved daughter."
"Mother, I'm so proud of you, you're a very nice woman. That's why I can't hurt you. Father and brother were the most pitiful people all along. I've been hiding your brother from you for decades. I hate and miss my dad at the same time. Dad looks strong and firm, even though there is a heavy burden that he carries alone. And my sister is like that too. Finally the two of them could hug like now, this was the mimen that they both really missed."
"Yes ... I understand, Jungki. I am also happy. Your father must be a lot happier."
Taking off each other's hugs, the two walked together while holding hands.
"Mother, are you okay? I'll probably just listen to you like we both thought. Aren't you jealous?"
"Bad boy! Why should I be jealous? He's my son too. So what about you? You're no longer the sole heir."
"That's what I knew long before. When I was very young, my father was honest with me."
"And you two kept it a secret from me. How outrageous."
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Mario Park wakes up and leaves the room. Time has shown at 5 a.m. This old man routinely exercises in the morning by doing light movements that are walking.
He suddenly thought about Ezra to invite his granddaughter to the body together. His steps lead him to Darriel's room to awaken Ezra.
"Is he awake?" Mario stepped in after opening the door. There's only Darriel who's still sleeping. He checked the bathroom but there was no one.
Mario even found a paper placed on the nightstand.
"He left?"
"Ezra, where's my daughter Daddy?" Jevan appeared at the door.
"Jevan, your daughter's coming home. Do you know?"
"What?"
Jevan read the short message Ezra had left. Panicked, Jevan immediately contacted the gatekeeper via cell phone.
"What's? At 1 o'clock? Then why are you careless not to tell me?" Jevan looks really upset. He was very worried about Ezra leaving the house at 1 p.m.
"Call mom. Make sure the kid gets home safely." Mario descended furiously to meet his two gatekeepers.
The two professional guards were scolded all out by Mario. He almost issued a letter of dismissal for this negligence. Perhaps his granddaughter was left with a motorcycle taxi driver, Ezra claimed to have had almost perfect martial arts.
Mario's intention to exercise in the morning is gone. He returned to his mansion with a breath of emotion.
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