Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter : 103

The atmosphere of the room became blurred as Brandon opened his eyes, the sound of medical devices that seemed to echo into his ears. His heart is pumping slower.

Where is he?

In the hospital?

What the hell's going on?

His eyes moved, shimmered in all directions, trying to observe the place dominated by this white color.

Right, it's not wrong he's in the hospital, in the soundproof room he hates so much. Brandon tried to remember what had happened before, but his head was too sore, throbbing and unpleasant.

"Brandon! you finally realized too?" someone approached. Brandon tried to move his head to the side. It was .. om Arya.

Brandon wanted to talk, but the voice did not want to come out, his whole body suddenly numb. Why these? what's with his body?

"Is there anything bad for Brandon? let me call the doctor," said Arya when she saw Brandon painstakingly wanting to move his body.

Aryaloka then pressed the button on top of the gurney, Brandon glanced at his om from the tail of the eye. A nurse came after a moment when the bell rang.

"Is the patient conscious?" the nurse checked the infusion bag next to Brandon, then checked his condition.

"Let me call the doctor." Aryaloka nodded afterwards. After a while the nurse returned with a doctor in her work coat carrying a stethoscope in a necklace.

The doctor then went into more detail to check Brandon's condition, check his pulse and vision.

"Thank God everything is fine, wait a while longer until the patient's tools can be removed" said the doctor, Mr. Aryaloka thanked him before the doctor returned.

"We will monitor 24 hours to make sure it is, let it know if something happens" said the doctor last time.

Now there was only a Mr. Aryaloka sitting next to Brandon's gurney, no conversation, silence enveloped until someone finally opened the door. Brandon turned back, it was Brinda.

"Sister!" he shouted hysterically, then advanced quickly hugging the neck of his twin. Brinda sobs strong.

"Thank God you're conscious." her voice returned to normal, she took a deep breath.

Brandon wanted to return his sister's embrace, wanted to say something, but this damn stiff body did not respond, all of his body seemed to be crushed from the inside.

What exactly is going on? he doesn't remember anything, not even what happened before.

"Bri, have you told anyone else?"

Brinda nodded. "Oh." His tears flowed like a river.

"Alright, um to the administration first yes, you are here first take care of your brother."

Mr. Aryaloka was about to turn around but Brinda held back her hand. "Thank you, um."

Aryaloka smiled warmly, rubbing the shoots of Brinda's head. "Om will always be your uncle, no need to thank me."

Brinda nodded, so grateful to have such good people around her.

Brinda is now taking turns to look after Brandon, the girl with blonde hair color limited to her back was sitting lethargic, occasionally she will wipe her tears, too many regrets that were on her mind.

"Sister, you know my life has been too much this past week."

Brandon turned to look at his sister, Brinda told him without asking, but Brandon also wanted to know what really happened so that he could end up here, why did he not remember anything?

"Sister, brother was in an accident, don't you remember?" as if having a strong inner bond as a pair of twins, Brinda seemed to know what her brother now felt.

"When you crazyly carry a gun and threaten everyone in the company om, you get hit by a truck when you want to catch brother Gerald."

Is correct. Brandon remembers now, everything happened so fast, he couldn't even predict when the truck was coming at him. Goddamnit! it's all because of that Gerald that's that bad! In his heart Brandon cursed.

"Sister was in a coma for almost a month!"

Whahuh? instantly his eyeballs widened, a month? he's been unconscious for almost a month?

"Everything thanks to Brother Gerald, if only he hadn't quickly taken you to the hospital, it's possible that your life couldn't have been helped."

Silent for a moment, this room seemed hollow, Brinda wanted to continue her words but her voice seemed to be stuck in the throat, her tongue suddenly groaned. Brandon waited impatiently for his brother's words.

"Sister, Mommy ... is in a mental hospital right now."

The deg! that was when Brandon could feel his chest pounding hard, as if his heart had stopped to pump, his shock could be seen from how the look of his face stiffened.

"Mommy was so frustrated, mommy thought she was dead, all the pressure came on her when she was in a coma, a lot of people cursed at us because she had lost two lives at once."

At that time Brandon did not think that his actions could get this far, two policemen he shot died on the spot without being able to get help. That's what he knows from Brinda's story.

"I stopped going to college because the pressure I got there was also no less great, All this is wrong brother, but I also can not blame brother."

"What should I do, hicks!" my eyes Brandon dimmed when he saw his brother sobbing violently while covering his face, almost a month this has happened a lot without him knowing.The appearance of his sister was far from the word glamour that is always inherent in him.

"Do you know what's worse?"

Slowly Brandon shook his head, there's no way this is worse. But for some reason in his heart he could not accept it, he was still vengeful to the Wirasena family who had ruined his life.

"Sister, you can't walk anymore now. You ... totally paralyzed."

TB

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