
The ambassador stepped slowly towards his standing papa looking into the room where Dalvin was being treated. Courage shrinks. He turned into a coward.
"Come closer..." Dean's orders without looking at him.
The ambassador ventured, raising his head to look inside. His heart was re-shaken when his eyes clearly found Dalvin's body lying weakly inside with various tools attached to support his life.
His body trembled at the results of his crimes. He sniffled and collapsed there. His legs suddenly withered. "Sorry, Vin... I'm sorry..."
Dean shed his tears. His two sons are injured at the moment, while he does not know what to do. It has run out of ways since then.
Sandra's approaching. The middle-aged woman was no less sad. "Can I hold you for a second?"
Dean asked without looking at him at all. He was very hopeful, but he resigned to rejection after realizing how he had behaved all this time to his wife and two children.
Sandra was stunned for a moment, then scattered herself into Dean's arms. "Why should I ask? Even from the past you should have looked for me if you needed to..."
Dean sniffles. "Dalvin was declared a coma, Ma... I don't know when he'll wake up and be with us again... I will embrace her, introduce you as the best connecting mother for her... And tell her that the Ambassador is the best brother to her..."
"And Papa should have done that a long time ago..." Dean's regret further tightened his embrace of Sandra.
The ambassador is stunned to hear Dean's confession saying that Dalvin is in a coma. He immediately got up and walked towards the door of Dalvin's room.
Sandra who realized that immediately broke away from Dean's embrace. He was about to catch up with the Ambassador, but Dean restrained his arm. Sandra looked at Dean question markingly.
Dean nodded as if answering the confusion on his wife's face. He put his arm around Sandra's shoulder and took her to a long bench in the hospital.
Dean spread his head over Sandra's thighs, while Sandra's arms were flanked by her arms and her wife's palms were placed on her chest.
"Let them both, just keep me here. I'm tired and sleepy..." Said Dean, closing his eyes.
Sandra was flattered, for decades she waited for something like this, but why when one of her sons had an accident first? She immediately wiped her tears so as not to fall on her husband's cheek. She must be strong so that her husband can support her.
Inside, the Ambassador slowly approached towards Dalvin. His heart ached to see Dalvin's eyes closed, and on the always handsome face there were many wounds, and on his neck was attached a gif.
"If you hadn't saved me, Vin, maybe I wouldn't have been tormented like this... And most obviously, I'm the one lying here..." Isak Ambassador. He slowly stuffed his fingers into Dalvin's palm, feeling the tremors in his own body as he did just that.
"Wakeup... Hit me again... Hit as you please, Vin... I'm resigned... I accept your anger..." Said the Ambassador while looking at the helpless face of Dalvin.
The ambassador was crying. He cupped his face into Dalvin's hand which was attached to an infusion hose. Whatever he does will not change the situation. Dalvin did not understand and would not even notice from his coma.
"Soray..." Ambassador realized. He suddenly remembered his wife Dalvin. "Perhaps if Soraya's presence is by your side, you'll wake up, right, Vin?"
"Yes, I have to find Soraya now..." Said the Ambassador immediately out of the room.
Outside, the Ambassador saw that his father had fallen asleep on his mother's lap. While the mother had also fallen asleep by leaning on her papa shoulder. He was shocked to see his parents exhausted.
The guilt increasingly gripped his chest. He walked slowly away from the hospital to find Soraya's whereabouts. He intends to reveal everything to his half-brother's wife.
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Soraya entered the house hesitantly. He looked around and found a house that was still a mess like the last time he came there, and he himself made a mess.
His heart grew increasingly bitter to think that Dalvin had never intended to look for him. He just came to lock the door and left. Unlike before, come fulfill the mandate of Rio then clean the house and then marry her.
"I don't want to cry..." Soraya was upset that her tears could not compromise on her will.
"The coward won't be able to remember you, Sora... Even if it's just for a moment..." His words again convinced his heart. He then rushed out of the house so that he did not continue to hope for the arrival of Dalvin.
"I swear I'll never come back here to find you, Vin..." Soraya said as she drove her car away from the house full of memories.
Without him knowing, Duta's car crossed with his car. He repeatedly rubbed his wet cheeks flooded with tears so that he did not see the face of the Ambassador he had known last time in the hospital.
Likewise, the Ambassador also would not have expected that Dalvin's wife would drive a luxury car. So that his gaze was only fixed on his goal, looking for Soraya to the house of his late sister's friend.
Soraya's phone rings. Seen on the screen of his phone it was written by my mother. He immediately picked up his phone.
"Why, Ma?"
"Sora, you came home this morning, didn't you, son? Mom and dad are going out of town..." Said her mother from across the street.
"Sorry, Ma... Seems not... Sora was busy today. Later in the day there will also be clients that Sora must meet at the office..." The answer.
"All right then... Be careful, yes... Mom and Dad just go..."
"Yes... Mom and Dad were careful too... See you, Mama..." Soraya tried to sound cheerful.
After the call ended, Soraya let out a heavy sigh. His heart was so unfriendly, it continued to feel troubled and languish.
He returned to the office to keep busy, hoping everything would be fine. Soraya reached the basement of the office, before returning to work, she expressed her feelings in the car.
He closed his eyes, then imagined the figure of Dalvin hugging him. Strengthen him when he feels fragile and despicable. Suddenly Soraya sobbed.
"Time during that time is enough to make me feel loved by you, Vin... The feeling you gave me all this time was really real, and you were so sincere... But why was it that after I could see, you were giving me endless pain instead? If you really will never come back to me, at least let me forget you... I'm tired, Vin... I'm tired of waiting, I'm tired of hoping that our marriage isn't a charade..."
Soraya's breath held back the cries. It hurt so much, and he didn't know what to do when he felt longing for someone he would never meet, even someone who would never accept him.
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