Dear Wife Oma's Choice

Ellio pedro Hawkins

"The next day we'll leave, the sooner the better the better for your son Tasya!"

said aunt Oliv softly."I'm gonna ask Alex's doctor to prepare everything Tasya needs."

"Tante, can I ask you a question?"

asked Elen politely, he wanted to know how to return all the money that would be spent for Tasya's medical expenses later.Elen did not really care how to return it,but he felt he also needed to know, so that one day it did not affect Tasya.

"please Elen, what do you want to ask, right?"

said aunt Oliv."I want to ask my aunt, what should I do later to pay for all the medical expenses Tasya?"

Asked Elen carefully, fearing to offend aunt Oliv. Aunt Oliv smiled flatly when she heard Elen's question, it was only natural that Elen asked so, because the present times are very prone to fraud.

"Elen,, auntie know you must still doubt aunty, but now it doesn't matter! the most important thing is that Tasya can be cured immediately.For about it, you simply work on aunty, karna aunty has some effort."

Aunt Oliv tried to explain to Elen gently, so that Elen felt comfortable and not too burdened.

"Good aunt thank you very much!, I do not know how to repay the kindness of aunt."

Today is the day of departure of Elen and Tasya Jakarta, which was accompanied by several medical teams, given the condition of Tasya which is still very weak.

"Elen,, well-done in Jakarta ya dek!, kabari sister continues"

said Milka with tears, she hugged her little sister with haru, and turned to Tasya ponakanya.

"Dear problem, get well soon, son, never forget to pray!."

After crying farewell, finally they went to Jakarta.during 2 hours they traveled and finally the plane they were riding arrived at Soekarno Hatta International airport.

After arriving at the parking lot, it turns out that there was already someone who picked up.terliha a very handsome man did not forget the sunglasses perched on his nose.

"Elen,, introduce, this is my son!"

The handsome man squinted his eyes behind his sunglasses, his brown netra watching every inch of the woman's body in front of him.

Smooth white skin, tiny pointed nose, curly hair, as well as a very clear jet eyeball."

"i'm Elenora Estefania Edo." Said Elen introducing his full name.

"Ellio Pedro Hawkins" Elio said with a very charming smile.

Ellio's eyes caught the tiny figure next to Elen, a deathly pale but very sweet face, sitting quietly in her wheelchair. Ellio bent his body, aligning his body to be as tall as the little girl in front of him.

" and you sweet lady, what's your name?"

asked Ellio to Tasya.Elilo was easy to get along with everyone, he was friendly and had a high sense of humor, sometimes he and Oma Osi often made people dizzy with their behavior both very hilarious,but behind his muteness he has a god-level playboy nature.

My name is Natasya om, call me Tasya!"

tasya answered Ellio.

"em, what a beautiful name as pretty as a person!,, how old are you, sweet lady?"

Ellio asked who was not tired of looking at Tasya and occasionally glanced at Ellen, and the person who Ellio was lyrically unaware that the handsome man kept watching her from behind his dark glasses.

"Seven years!" tasya answered briefly.

Ellio we're leaving now,, Tasya's love, he's already so exhausted.

On the way, Ellio often hears Tasya calling Elen a mama, in Elio's heart asking" Who exactly are Elen and Tasya, and what happened to them?" when he first saw Elen, he fell in love at first sight.

Now he was throwing away those thoughts, his little toys, taboos for him to have ambitions for someone's wife, even though Ellio had been moved to the woman who had clear eyes as dew that morning.

"It's lucky that the man who's been your husband, you're so beautiful Elen!"ellio said in his heart.

"Where is Tasya Elen?"

Elen breathed heavily upon hearing a question he did not want to hear, remembering that her husband had a broken heart.

Elen turned his gaze out the window while looking at the skyscrapers, which were on both sides of the car he was riding.Elen deliberately so that Aunt Oliv did not see her tears that had been dripping since.

"aunty has died!"

"sorry Elen, don't you mean it?

"it's okay auntie!"

Said Elen while wiping away her tears.

"old time?"

"just nine months aunt!"

"w-what?"

Aunt Oliv smothers her own mouth because she does not believe the words of Elen.How could this woman be as tough as she saw.Suami only nine months left her and her son Tasya.Di added the bitter fact that her daughter had brain cancer.

Elen sobbed when remembering her late husband, she actually did not want to remember her late husband.karna he wanted to focus on the healing of Tasya the daughter he loved so much.

"he died in an accident while he was going to work!"

Elen told me all about the accident that had happened to her husband Marcel to aunt Oliv.

"god, how loud you are Elen!"

Ellio only listened to the conversation between the mother and the petite woman he just knew.Although Elen looks tough, but Ellio can see the fragility in Elen, Elen,Ellio could see from the clear eyes of the tiny woman.

Aunt Oliv tried to entertain Elen by telling him about the area where Elen came from.

They traveled from the airport to the mansion for a few minutes.When it arrived, Elen wanted to help Tasya to get out, but he had not had time to reach the body of his daughter,Ellio had already raised Tasya's body and brought her in.

Aunt Oliv called the maids to escort Elen to the prepared room on the orders of the mistress.

Arriving at the room, Ellio laid Tasya's weak body on the bed.

"thank you sir!"said Elen.

"call Ellio, or El!"

"thank you, El!" Said Elen because he felt disrespectful if he just said his name.

"it's good!"

"ah yes Elen, if you need help, do not hesitate to call the waiter, I will ask them to serve you well!"

"thank you again, brother!"

"alright Elen, I'll be right out, and don't forget what I ordered!"

"well brother!"

After Ellio passed, Elen was unceasingly grateful.Midst the storm that hit him repeatedly but there was still a glimmer of hope to be able to survive the storm.