Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

You're Always In My Heart

Reno treatment is carried out by the best doctors in the country with direct monitoring from Vishnu Dirgantara.

Two nights Reno was here, and doctors explained Reno's condition, which now depends entirely on medical devices attached to her body.

Dirga seemed devastated and regretful, but the man insisted on letting Reno breathe and live.

"I'd be sincere if all the life support tools Reno on the loose, Doctor!" Giza interrupted a serious conversation between the doctor and Dirga in front of the ICU room.

Dirga looked over with a frown. For a moment, he and the doctor looked at each other before saying, "Giza, we're trying our best for Reno. Don't talk like that!"

Giza's eyes stared intently at the Aerospace, without fear or hesitation. Although there was a red trace in his eyes, Giza looked strong.

"Doctors say Reno is brain dead. So with those tools in his body, it would only torture Reno for longer. It is better to let go, that way my husband no longer feels pain in his body and heart."

"Giza—"

"I will sign a letter of approval for the release of all Reno medical equipment and will bring home the body of my husband, Doctor. I am his wife, I am far more powerful than anyone else in the world!" giza continued firmly.

The aged head doctor glanced at Dirga with a feeling of unease. He asked for consideration.

"What are you waiting for, Doctor? I don't want to pretend anymore and torture my husband like this!" Giza strengthened her heart when she expressed her wish. Well, what else can he do besides mengikhlaskan.

"Giza ...." Dirgantara. Sounds of pain slashing. Just this time, he was made helpless with everything he had.

"Ba-well, Madam .. come with me!" The doctor was nervous and stammered. "Sirgantara sir, excuse me first."

The doctor went to a room not far from the place, Giza followed without even glancing at Dirga at all.

"Giza ... Why are you like this?" ask Dirga lirih. The old man's eyes were pushy and wet looking at Giza's back. The woman who had been so cheerful and gentle. After all these bad events, Giza turned dramatic to cold and grim. It was like he didn't even recognize her anymore.

Giza stopped the move. "I don't want to be your burden, sir. I am not a woman who lives with the mercy of others, nor of you nor of your family."

"Giza .. I don't mean to make you depend on us or think you're a burden on us. What I did was just so you could come back with Reno. Reno can be saved by various ways—"

"You don't delude, sir." Giza menukas while turning her body. By looking at Dirgantara sharply, as if the firmness of his heart was affirmed. "The dead cannot live again, even if you have unlimited money, you cannot buy lives and the past! That's why we should value one's life and time!"

Dirga was made to die by Giza's words, she really felt small and lost. Giza managed to keep him from picking in a short time.

"After this, I'll be home! The keys to my apartment were placed on security. It's all over, sir. I appreciate all your efforts, but it seems my way of life should be like this." Giza's cold voice was heard again.

"Giza ... but—"

"I beg Mr. Dirga not to overdo us. We'll be fine after this." Giza immediately turned around and headed for the Doctor's room. Let the mighty Aerospace fall leaning against the white walls of the hospital.

Shortly after, Giza came out of the Doctor's room and entered Reno's room, without any concern for Dirga.

Giza wants to be alone with Reno before Reno completely abandons her forever.

Reno's body, which was once solid, is now so weak and thin. Pale and cold. Giza knew, Reno was actually no longer with her.

"Darling ...!" Giza fused her fingers with Reno fingers. His voice was heavy, tears began to drip.

Only a soft clinking sound from the monitor next to Reno answered. Giza emotionally continued. "Go in peace, my husband. Hugged our daughter in heaven. You said, if Rega has a sister, then I can't have one. The daughter is your own."

Giza is getting fucked. "Now you really have it alone, honey. I'm sorry .. I'm sorry."

Giza moved to kiss Reno's forehead, eyes, cheeks, and lips in turn, then kissed Reno's cold hands to countless numbers.

"Now, this hand of yours will not wave to call forth, there is no dear rubbing in my hair anymore. Reno .. I'm sincere if you go, I'm sincere as long as you don't get sick anymore. Be happy and calm there, dear. I will take good care of Rega. Watch us always from up there, and wait for us to come to you."

Giza's head splashed down next to Reno, hugging that stiff body full of love for the last time. The doctor gave it time until Giza was ready.

Rega, who heard her mother's debate with Dirga, opted out of the hospital area. His footsteps walked down the road without knowing where he was headed. The little man daydreamed, thinking about how his fate would be after the Papa had actually left.

Rega's breath was stifled. The man's head looked up at the sky, as if there was an answer from all his heart's unrest.

"Rome!"

The sound of a call from someone familiar in his ear made him turn his head. Rega stopped to wait for the old man whom he had always considered to be his own grandfather. Just like Excel.

"You want to eat ice cream with Grandpa?" Dirga gasped, but held him in front of Rega.

Rega nodded, even though he was not wanting to eat anything right now.

Dirga smiled and took Rega to the ice cream shop not far from where she was standing.

Dirga ordered two servings for them, then brought her alone to Rega's chosen seat. Near the windows, and facing the city streets are so crowded.

"Who is this, the inventor of ice cream? How could he think of such a delicious and sweet meal like this, huh?" Dirga felt stale while pushing the glass glass in front of Rega.

Rega gave a small smile, then fed a small spoon to his mouth. He only appreciated Grandpa Dirga, with no interest in thinking about who or how ice cream was created. For some reason, he felt angry and annoyed at this man.

"Grandfather's sorry." Dirga. Feeling his chest tight, his throat tightened until difficulty breathing. Dirga felt guilty and useless in front of Rega. The child who should have grown up with the father by her side.

"I've been used to it for a couple of years, Cake. I get used to it and prepare if one day Papa leaves." Rega stopped bribing, pushing the glass further.

"It's all because of Grandpa. The wrong grandfather, son." Dirga looked at the sad Rega. He did not hide his tears. Really in front of Rega, he really felt bad.

"This is destiny, Grandpa! I take it with air. Grandpa don't feel guilty for us." Rega didn't know what to say. Everyone has tried to do their best for his recovery. Rega knows, this old man is always present in every treatment that his father lived. Rega can't close his eyes to that.

Never mind. Rega does not want to maintain excessive heartache. He only thought about how to connect his life later with his mother.

Rega's freshness made Dirga feel even more guilty. "After this, Grandpa please, don't stay away from Grandpa. Be part of Grandpa's family, son."

Maybe that's all Dirga can give. She can sustain the life of this mother and child with everything she has now. Even though it feels less.

"I'll do it, Cake." Rega nodded, "in that case, I return to the hospital first. Mama might need my help."

Dirga. He could only look at Rega leaving him speechless.

After Rega disappeared, Dirga cried. He feels useless.