
"Elle can't walk because of what?" Deandra turned to her husband because she was not satisfied with Dad Harry's answer.
"Elle is suffering from paralysis dear," Edric told her slowly.
"No, it can't be Edric!" Deandra nodded towards Ellea. Wanted to shake the lying body to get up and stop scaring it. But his body first pulled Edric in an embrace.
"Darling..." Edric tried to calm Deandra down by tightening his arms.
"Elle's not paralyzed Edric, you don't scare me!" Shouted Deandra hysterically, with all the fear and regret in her chest.
"Honey," Edric cupped Deandra's cheeks. Staring at her neutrality gently and then kissing her entire face. This is what he was afraid of taking Deandra to the hospital.
"It's not Dea's fault, honey. Elle is still recovering" Edric said, taking Deandra to sit next to Dad Harry.
"Where's Ron?" Asked Deandra, Edric did not answer rubbing the top of the head of the wife to calm down.
"Edric I asked Ron where?" Repeat Deandra with a loud voice.
He felt responsible for what happened to Ellea and Ron. He is the one who has made both of them wretched. If only he hadn't been looking for trouble with Ellea maybe something like this would never have happened.
"Ron is still unconscious in the ICU room" Edric replied very quietly so as not to sound Ellea.
Instantly, Deandra's body shook and relaxed. His leg bones felt soft. His mind was already raging, what if Ron could not be saved. She was the cause of it all, and Ellea lost the man who would soon be her husband.
"Sweetheart, don't think about anything. Everything's gonna be fine. And remember, this isn't Dea's fault." Edric convinced Deandra, could see the fear that the woman was experiencing.
"Ron," called Ellea in a low voice.
"I want to see Ron" Ellea pinta.
The middle-aged woman cried again, not knowing what to say to her daughter. Ron was still unconscious until now.
"Ron's still sleeping, honey, when Dad wakes up, he'll call me here." Dad Harry is approaching.
Ellea nodded her head, hearing Ron still sleeping not asking anymore. He did not want to disturb the man.
"Dad, please cancel my marriage to Ron. He deserves a better woman, not as disabled as I am."
"You're not deformed dear," Dad Harry carried Ellea's body in his arms. "Don't say that, Lea can still walk later. Whatever you want Daddy's gonna do. Dad won't force you to marry Ron again. Dad would have said that you wanted to marry Jovie" the middle-aged man said. Not wanting to hinder his daughter's happiness again.
"Dad!" Tegur Edric, he knows all are sad at this time but it is unfair that when Ron is helpless his marriage was canceled on the side. And Ellea was handed over to Jovie.
"I don't want to marry anyone Dad," Ellea replied blankly.
Dad Harry nodded slowly, did not argue and did not let go of his embrace. "Dad promised to be by your side." I feel guilty for the heavy burden my daughter has been through these months. For leaving the responsibility of looking after Ellea to the son.
"I'm sorry I always bother you and be a bad boy" said Ellea quietly.
"Daddy's daughter doesn't bother you, darling. Forgive Daddy who can't make you happy." The middle-aged man could not hold back his tears that had fallen. Failing to keep his youngest daughter.
"Dad don't cry" Ellea wiped the tears that had fallen on Dad Harry's cheek. I don't know why he couldn't cry even though his whole body was in pain. And the fact that his legs can't be moved anymore.