EVEN THOUGH MY WIFE IS BLIND

51. Munchies

"Your father didn't have time to explain to Mama Wulan about us, papa felt that he had deliberately made Mama Wulan die..." Sandra's cry continued her story.

"So, you don't know that you were married before you got married?" Tanya Duta felt concerned for her own mother after she heard everything.

Sandra shakes. "Papa married Mama because he felt indebted to your grandfather. That time your father came home from out of town, and your father almost became a victim. Grandpa saved your father, so he used to stop by Grandpa's house every time he traveled out of town."

Sandra breathed a heavy sigh. "One day my grandfather's illness is getting worse, and the last time your father visited to see you and marry you..."

Sandra sobbed in memory of her encounter with Dean. The ambassador who felt a bitterness in his heart, immediately clasped his fingers. Then he was taken into the arms of his son.

He was not satisfied, then he came back out of the arms of the Ambassador. "Because Mama Wulan was pregnant, your papa finally admitted everything to Mama. Mom angry... Mama was disappointed to feel that she had been lied to by your father, and Mama decided to throw tantrums. Mama wants your papa to divorce Mama by asking papa you choose between Mama or Mama Wulan. And without us noticing, Mama Wulan knew everything..."

Sandra sobs great. "Oh God... It's Mama's fault..."

The ambassador hugged Sandra. He could not bear to see the regret on his mother's face.

"Your grandmother never liked Mama... He forced your papa to marry Mama so that someone could take care of Dalvin and your papa. But in reality, he never let Dalvin think that Mama was so sincere about loving him like Mama loved you..." Isak Sandra took off all the burdens in her heart.

He really had the opportunity to tell everything to the Ambassador, at a time when the Ambassador looked regretful and more mature than before.

"Mama thinks with the passing of grandma, Mama will be free... But the truth is Dalvin was afraid to see Mama... He always felt alone..."

The ambassador gently stroked Sandra's back. He only understood the depth of what the wounds his mother had borne so far.

"I don't even remember my little things anymore. All I know is, I don't like it, Ma... And I thought, she'd hate me for that attitude... But..." Ambassador sniffled. Dalvin's shadow was bleeding, again making him feel sad.

Sandra shakes. He rubbed Duta's cheek with affection. "Let's go to the hospital... Poor papa... And you also want to see your sister's condition, right?"

"But..." The ambassador was doubtful. His fear suddenly appeared.

"It's okay, son... Dalvin must really need us by his side..." Persuade Sandra.

The ambassador nodded despite the doubt.

"Believe... Mama will prepare first. Your father needs a change of clothes, from last night he didn't fall asleep. And surely papa is also very worried about you..." Said Sandra while pulling the Ambassador's hand to rise.

The ambassador stepped slowly into the bathroom, while Sandra was still staring at him from behind until he disappeared behind the door.

"Mama didn't lie, son... Right, it's true that your father is worried about you too..."

Sandra staggered into the kitchen. The delicious smell of the food made him sure that bi Yuna had finished cooking. He saw the bushel was available on top of the minibar, while bi Yuna was a little while yawning many times.

"It's over, Bi?" Ask Sandra.

Bi Yuna turned to face him. "Already, Madam..."

"How is Mr Dalvin, madam?" Bi Yuna's question sounded hoarse holding back a cry.

"Our Dalvin will be, Bi... Dalvin is still unconscious... He just finished surgery..." Sandra replied no less.

"May I go with the lady to the hospital?" Pinta bi Yuna hesitated.

"By, Bi... But not now, yeah... Bi Yuna just rest... We'll replace it... Mr. Dean is still reluctant to leave Dalvin for now..." Sandra said subtly. He knew very well the condition of bi Yuna who was exhausted because she was asked to cook and prepare the equipment herself and Dean since the early hours of this day.

The sun had not yet revealed its light, but Sandra and Duta had left the house to go to the hospital. This time his half-brother Dalvin looks calm and more silent. Sometimes her eyes reddened as she was probably thinking about something, and each time Sandra would hold her fingers to strengthen herself.

"Dalvin must have forgiven us, even far from before..." Sandra.

The ambassador nodded, then returned to see the world that was still dimly lit behind the window of his car.

****

Soraya didn't come home last night. His heart was so anxious, and his mind kept on going to Dalvin. He looked at the scattering bells on the floor near his desk, the broken glass he was wearing yesterday afternoon. His heart is getting more and more uncertain.

He tried to pick up the shard, but because of his shivering body, made his finger hurt.

Soraya forced her smile. "Why should I think of him? Maybe now he's happy with that woman...".

Soraya got back up and walked towards the window, she opened the curtains wide. The world is starting to look bright. The view of the city from the top of the building is very beautiful, only his heart still feels depressed.

However he tried, his feelings were still the same. He ignored the selfishness in his heart, then walked out of his study and then headed to the lobby.

Soraya approached an OB who had just arrived.

"August, Miss..." The OB greeted himself first.

"Morning... Today I will be late. Please clean my office, yes... I accidentally broke a glass yesterday..." Pinta Soraya was polite.

"Good, Miss..." Sahut OB's.

Soraya got out of the office by driving her own car. He thought of visiting Rio's house, rather than his heart would be agitated continuously. Even from last night she only thought of her husband who had clearly dumped her.

"I don't care, at least my heart can be relieved to have met him..." Soraya said to herself.

Not long after he arrived at the house. His heart is throbbing pain. He shook his head trying to shake off all the bad thoughts that ran through his mind. He began to step into the porch of the house.

Soraya's heart throbbed even more when her hand touched the door handle, and it turned out that the door was locked. He was confused, then hesitated to knock on the door. Several times knocking, there was no sign that anyone was inside.

Soraya scratched the contents of her bag to retrieve a duplicate of the house key that she had brought. His heart thumped even more when he found out that the door was open. Slowly he entered the house.