Mommy Dara's

Mommy Dara's
PART 19'S



After Jerico left the door was closed again, until after a few minutes the door of the room was opened again.


Salman, who had finished pressing the automatic button under the bed to make the patient more comfortable sitting on the bed, turned his face to see the figure who had just entered the room.


The sister who had closed the door tightly, rotated her body and the face of the little girl who was sitting staring at her on the bed made both her eyelids lift and both her eyes widen.


With a smile she ran small towards the bed where the patient was.


Salman chose to step aside and stand in front of the bed.


"Gisela... You're already sober. Geez, thank goodness... You're finally up, too."


Adinda immediately grabbed Gisela's body in her arms after she put her luggage and sat on the bedside.


"Is anyone sick? Which part hurts?" ask without taking off that hug.


"My body is all sick, you are too tightly hugging me, aunty." replied Gisela who seemed to refuse the hug. Although actually he was very happy his aunty looked so worried about him.


"Ah yes sorry. I'm so glad you're sober and okay. You fainted for two days. No one fainted during that time." Adinda regretted while unraveling her embrace.


"Fainting? Two days?" Gisela repeated the words Adinda said in disbelief.


He moved his eyes on Salman. His uncle was the person he trusted the most. And Salman answered Gisela's gaze with a nod of his head.


"So it's true that it was just my dream?" muttered Gisela with a sparkling face.


"What's in your dream?"


Gisela turned to look at Adinda. "You don't need to know what my dream is,"


The younger sister who was waiting for Gisela's reply was upset to hear what the little girl said.


"You really are a bitch. I'm sorry I worried about you."


"I'm not asking you to worry about me either." Gisela.


Salman who was between the two just stared with a faint smile on his lips. Although the two often argue and quarrel like that but he can see the affection that emanates in the eyes of both.


"Uncle I want to see mommy!" gisela's whimper broke her reverie.


"Can't!" concluded Adinda.


"I just saw him before I came here. So, you'll have to wait a few more hours to see her again. Mba you have to rest a lot so you should not visit often." Adinda continued to be bright because she saw Gisela's stoning gaze fixed on her.


"Your aunt's right. You better have breakfast now, because you also need a lot of nutrition and a lot of rest so that you recover quickly" Salman said.


"I'm not hungry. I'm mau—". Gisela's speech stopped with a babbling sound coming from the cellphone held by Adinda.


Gisela tries to snatch Adinda's phone but, the girl is more alert by keeping the phone away in her hand.


"You want to see your baby's sister's latest video? Of course it is not free, miss," said Adinda by raising her eyebrows and smiling ignorantly.


"Ck you that. What do you want?" ketus Gisela still extended her hand in front of Adinda's chest.


"First, you have to wipe your body and brush your teeth and change your clothes."


"Alright," Gisela lowered her hand obediently.


"Second, you're gonna have to eat the breakfast I brought, man,"


Gisela let out a breath of air. "Ok," his resignation.


"Good," Adinda smiled triumphantly.


Salman who is still loyal to the audience smiled as he shook his head to see the attitude of Adinda who seduced Gisela by using her son.


"Awv..." Gisela groaning after forcibly removing the infusion needle embedded in the back of her right hand.


The sister who was about to put her phone on the nightstand interrupted her intentions and turned back to hear Gisela's moans.


The panicked Salman immediately turned to the side of the bed to check the tiny hand.


Because too panicked Salman actually grabbed the hand of Adinda who had already grasped the hand of Gisela.


The younger sister, who noticed Salman's hand was clasping her, raised her face to look at the figure of the handsome man whom she had forgotten her presence from the start.


The two pairs of eyes were staring at each other with a difference of less than 10 cm. The hands of both of them were still clasping each other even though Gisela's hands had been folded in her chest.


"Uncle wants to hold my hand or aunty's hand?" the little girl's question decided on Salman and Adinda's gaze.


"I'm sorry." Salman regretted when he realized his hand was still holding Adinda's hand.


The sister who could not cover her nervous feelings was only able to pull the slow hand that had been released by Salman. "It's okay brother". He answered while glimpsing the face of the man before him before finally lowering his face.


"Why don't you just get married" continued Gisela.


"Mommy agreed," replied Shalimar who was already standing in the middle of the room while looking at the view towards the patient's bed with a smile on his face that further added to the beauty of the woman who was no longer young.


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