Mommy's? Am (Season 2)

Chapter 17 (Season 2)

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People stared in horror at the beautiful girl who looked so scary. Disheveled hair, pale face, with red eyes. The girl screamed at the people she met at the hospital.

"Where is my son?! You took it huh!" His cry blocked the hands of those who were there.

"Yaks! Crazyhead!" Shouted the beautiful woman and then pushed Bella to the ground.

The girl got back on her feet making some people go mad in fear."Girl ******! Here you! You want to take my son! My son's back. ******!" Shouted Bella trying to pull the other hair.

Fortunately the hospital security with a few sisters came. Until Bella can be killed. Not far from where the old lady was laughing. Uh! How easy it was to see how crazy the girl was. It should be so, right? But why does Sena still feel less huh?

What is the loss of a child less as a punishment? I don't know. Mbok Siti feels less. "As if he's languishing in the Mental Hospital is enough yet huh?" ask him to yourself.

The old woman nodded. Lucas had to divorce her instead. In order for Bella to feel the perfect pain, the loss of her biological son and the loss of a loved one? Gee. The old woman's hands began to itch.

Vibrating the phone in her bag made the old woman reach into her bag. Take out any flat objects that exist. His heart multiplied when he read the message he got. Long thought makes the forehead of a thousand wrinkles increasingly shriveled. Before he knew what it meant. With wide strides, the middle-aged woman stepped towards the exit of the large Hospital.

And elsewhere. The beautiful round-eyed woman felt dizzy. How not? Currently her mother-in-law was kneeling in front of her. The old woman was crying. Makes Dea feel a headache.

"Mama please Dea. This time, only this time. Please son Mama, you are also a mother. Mama might be selfish for asking you this. But Mama can't see Mama's son like that!" Pinta Santi by rubbing the palm of the hand that looks shriveled.

"Don't be like this Ma! Mama doesn't deserve to do something like this." Dea's words helped Santi stand up from his kneeling position.

Dea brought Santi to sit on her apartment sofa. The middle-aged woman was crying. He panicked when Lucas went to the hospital. And fainted when he knew the son's illness. As a mother, Santi can be selfish. Remember that! A mother is a woman who can do anything for her child. On his knees how many days he would. As long as the son is okay.

"Please Lucas, Dea!" Said Santi reaching for the daughter-in-law's hand. Grasping him is very strong.

"Ma!" call Dea lirih.

Not far from the guest room. Jun peeks and steals hear what makes his grandmother like that. But that can be caught if his father is in a state that is not okay. I don't know why his heart suddenly felt bad.

Ok! He hates his father. But there was no intention of putting his father in danger. A child's hate is not in asking for death for a parent they hate. But if the child who hates to want his parents dead. Then he is not a child!!!

"Only you can give Lucas some spirit. Mama please Dea. This time it's the last time. This is the first time you've asked for something like this. As long as you're Mama's daughter-in-law." Pinta Santi with cribbing. The woman even lowered her head. What a in-law should not do to a daughter-in-law should respect her in-laws.

Dea let go of Santi's hand and helped the old woman straighten up."I'll help you as much as I can Ma!" eventually Dea gave up.

If Lucas could maybe Dea could refuse. But when this old woman who asks with the proposition of her fellow mother. Can he resist even in a subtle way. The answer is definitely no."Thanks Dea!" Santi said with tears flowing.

The two Thumbs of Dea gently swept away the tears that flowed down her two mother-in-law's cheeks."Don't cry Ma!"

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"What the fuck!" mutia shouted with a dislike face.

Jackson rubbed his wife's back. The beautiful woman went straight to Dea and Lucas. Leaving their daughter at her mother's house. Just to come hit Bella and Lucas. But what he got was an empty house. And to come the old lady who was out of nowhere.

"Where is Dra now?" mutia asked in an angry tone.

"Mrs Dea is in the new apartment she bought" replied Mbok Siti.

"Stupid! How he just resigned. He should have grabbed his hair and survived. Like he was facing me. That kid didn't learn. How could he die Home on ****** sneaky it!" mutia's nagging with a reddened face.

"Maybe this is a good decision for Dea, baby!" jackson's advice was gentle.

"What's okay? If he wants to improve Lucas. Then just stay. Don't be like this, how he's withstanding the insults of the people to him" Mutia argued with a tone that now dropped by how many octaves.

The woman was crying. Evidently the hand wiped the rough tears that came out. Early on he wanted to give Dea and their family a surprise. If Mutia can get offspring with long treatment and hard effort. Then what did he get, right?

"That's dear. Relax, you can get high blood if you get angry like this." Jackson rubbed his wife's back.

Mutia exhaled a rough breath through her mouth. He tries to regulate his emotions. Then he looked at the old woman he had known for a long time."Then where is that?" asked Mutia in a slow tone.

"He's at the Jakarta Hospital. She fell down the stairs causing the baby in her womb to die in the womb. Like her in shock," explained the old woman.

There was a terrifying smile rising on the beautiful woman's face. Makes Jackson as the husband shudder in horror."Then isn't he dead?"

The question thrown by Mutia made the Maids who were there growl. And so is Jackson. Just found out, Jackson. If a Mutia Wijayanto is so cruel when angry.

"Unfortunately not yet" replied Mbok Siti.

"Then where's Lucas?" ask again.

"Master was in the hospital too. It's just different Hospital," replied Mbok Siti.

"Give me Dea's address. And the girl's room number***** that's to me," Mutia's word made Jackson sigh only in exhaustion.

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Slowly groan before opening your eyes. The warm brown-eyed man gnawed slowly. He looked to the side, his eyes wide open when he saw a little angel sleeping on the chair to his right. Where the head is on the bed.

"June?" shirking.

Son's coming? Lucas was not dreaming. Lucas felt a clear grain rolling just past the slit of the end of his eye tail. His son slept well in that position. Lucas threw his gaze at the window outside. Where it looks dark. Switching to the clock on the wall. Which is headed to twelve o'clock at night.

With a slow motion lucas sat down trying to grab his son's small body. Which is definitely heavy. He lifted her up to the bed. Installing the bed divider very slowly. Although in the infusion hose looks blood that rises due to the pressure of the hand that brings Jun's body to the bed.

He even pulled out the Infusion. Letting his hands feel cold because of the blood flowing. Lucas made his muscular arms Jun's pillow. Then he covered himself and the son. Lucas was so longed to hug his son like this.

"It must have hurt a lot when Papa slapped you, didn't it?" asked Lucas softly. He gently touched the son's left cheek, "I'm sorry Papa, I'm sorry Papa was so mean to Jun. But Jun calms down, soon Papa will be gone from Jun's life, Stars and Mama's. Following the baby's sister, Papa will no longer be able to hurt Jun, Star and Mama" Lucas continued with a broken voice.

Lucas could no longer speak. If you don't want Isaac to cry out and disturb the son. Maybe this is karma for him. It'sit's okay. He will accept this pain. Then leave the woman he loves and her children. Not to hurt them again.

Jun's body felt warm. Not the Star man realized. Jun was also crying, he woke up when he felt his body drift. He doesn't want to open his eyes. So Lucas is not ashamed. Jun wanted to tell Lucas. He forgave Lucas. And don't want Lucas anywhere. Hate is big. But the affection is much greater. To be able to succumb to the pain once created by Lucas.

Behind the door. Santi and Anto stood still. If Santi cries then the great Lord Sandoro just shut up and shut up. Jun tells the grandmother to come to the Hospital when her Grandma is about to leave their apartment. And get Dea's permission when she sees how the boy's eyes watered.

"S-honey!" call Santi to the husband.

The man refused to see Lucas. Even though his son is dying. But in the end it came."Don't ask me anything weird!" remembering the husband.

Santi could only sigh tiredly in between his cries. She remembers her husband doing something to make Lucas happy and healthy again. The disease their son received was not an ordinary disease.

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"Why didn't you say anything to Brother?" mutia's words made Dea sigh tired.

"It's not a big deal, brother!" dea said slowly.

"Didn't you? CK! You're stupid huh! You should have called me. So that I can grab her hair to bald! Take the baby out of his stomach. To teach himself a lesson!" Mutiamenggebu.

Dea chuckled softly at the words of her cousin's sister."I don't want to embarrass myself Brother," said Dea softly.

Mutia silence. The woman grabbed Dea's hand tightly."Forgive Brother Dea! Because the first brother did that to you. Sister regrets. If you can turn back time. Then Big Brother will not do such crazy and lowly things to you Dea! Honestly, I am embarrassed to not be able to go back to Indonesia. But you were so kind to forgive Brother and make Brother get the perfect happiness with Brother Jackson!" Papar Mutia with a face full of regret.

"That's because of our stupidity, brother! Don't keep feeling guilty. Stay on the Internet so that Papa and Mama are not lonely" Dea said gently.

"Sister promise. I will do anything to make you happy. Remember Dea, Brother and the others are with you. If you still love her keep it. Those who love can apologize and endure. Open up because they're stupid. But true love is able to stand the test of storms and hail. Love does not escape from wounds. But that is really love. Don't give in to him who wants yours to be his. Be strong and face them strong. Prove you're the owner of Baekhyun. Not that cheap woman, like you faced me before," Mutia's advice got a nod from Dea.

The round-eyed woman was pulled into his arms. Mutia rubbed Dea's back. The second one was crying in the arms."Your tough little sister!" Mutia said with pride.