MR. BILLIONAIRE'S LOVE PRISON

We'll Take Care of It

His soul is flying. Like cotton. He looks powerless. She still had not answered the question of her husband sitting next to the bed and looked so worried.

“How about the condition of the content, Doc?” Will is very worried about the condition of his wife and child in the womb of his wife.

“Luckily nothing serious happened. The condition is very good and the fetus seems to be stronger than the mother,” the doctor saw Doninique's condition. Which looks frustrating.

Brakkk

Sophie barged in. He had seen two of his friend's husbands and the husband was struggling with a flat object in his ear.

“Dom-Domi,” she hugged her friend tightly and cried a hiccup back.

Before long both Haiden's parents, Diana and Carlos were in their midst. They saw the fall of a Dominique. Crying incessantly, as if blaming himself.

“What is this Haiden? Can you explain it to me?” the father's sacrosanct voice echoed in the room. Even Dominique who was crying stopped. He could only resist being stabbed. Dominique didn't feel entirely that her father-in-law approved of her. Now he has created a problem that may not be forgiven.

“Quiet, Pah. Don't frighten my wife with your screams,” she speaks very gently with her father. He doesn't usually behave like that. However, for the sake of the wife whatever she would do.

Those who are in the room unmoved can only be spectators among the tensions that are happening. Will gives Ramon the code to take Sophie, Diana and Carlos out. Marina approached the son-in-law who was so devastated. His body had not even stopped shaking.

“It's okay, baby. You relax. Tell us what really happened,” he tried to open the silence of a Dominique. Marina rubbed and patted the daughter-in-law's back slowly. Calm everything she was feeling.

“Come out, let us talk,” he said asking everyone to get out of his room. Slowly with a heavy heart they obey. However, only Haiden did not budge from his position that was not far from his wife.

“I don't want to go out, Ma. Let me hear it directly,” pinta the son only wayangnya. Marina just nodded slowly. They were all still waiting for Dominique to prepare her heart to speak.

“Se-all my fault, Ma, Iden,” finally with a soft voice and flowing tears. He started talking.

“Ha-hus I did not cross the road carelessly. I shouldn't be tempted by that cheap snack. I should've stayed in the car, huhuhu,” he came back crying. A few times he breathed his breath. He seems to have trouble breathing. His neck was tied to an iron chain.

“A-I really don't know, Ma, Iden if he's there. I also don't know why he suddenly saved me. Wh why? Wh why? He didn't let me die. Let me get hit.” Heart's broken. Reneged. Even his tongue was a mute, vibrating violently.

(A few hours before the accident)

Dominique looks sumringah. Today she asked her husband for permission to leave the house. Without them. And the husbands allowed it. He plans to spend his time alone. Enjoying the moment and mungki after he was satisfied to play around. He'll come to where he used to work. He wanted to surprise and treat his coworkers.

His eyes looked at the road filled with passing vehicles. He seemed to enjoy his solitude. Smiling to himself while stroking his distended stomach due to the delicacy of eating. He saw a cotton gulali seller across the street. He asked the driver to stop. In fact, the driver had offered to help him buy gulali.

Blashes. Bruck

He crashed down the side of the road. His feet are sore. For a moment he felt pain in both knees. Numbness. However, his eyes immediately rounded wide. His eardrums were not even able to hear when everyone in the street shouted for help. He tried to stand up. Even though, it still feels a little pain. He even saw a red viscous liquid rushing down the streets like rainwater.

“Who is that? Why did he help me?” he tried to open the crowd of people covering the body of the crash victim. Debaran grew faster as he looked at her.

“Re-Rebecca,” obviously she saw it. The woman was covered in blood on her head. Fresh blood kept flowing out. As if it can't be contained anymore. His hands slowly raised towards Dominique. Ask him to come closer. Slowly, with all the mixed feelings for her.

The accident was probably the first time he had witnessed it. However, far before he had even felt in his position. When frightened and at the end of the horn. On the verge of death. I hope someone can help him. His hands are moving closer. Without being able to prevent. Her tears just flowed.

He slowly rubbed the blood that continued to flow nonstop from his forehead. He turned his face to Rebecca. It seemed like Rebecca was eager to speak something important to him.

“Ma-pardon me, Domi. Really, I'm, I'm sorry. To-please take care of Terry for me,” he said very softly with his voice that felt heavy. Resisting the pain he was feeling. Ambulance came and immediately took the victim as well as himself. He even had to be arrested by officers. Can't move when the officers are taking him. He's limber. Lost their minds. The last message that left him shaken.

She was crying in her mother-in-law's arms. Crying really. He's not okay now.

“What should I do, Ma? What am I supposed to do? I don't want all this to happen?”

“Already, already, Mama understands. Calm yourself. Don't think much, yeah. Remember you are not alone now. Mood will greatly affect your content.” Marina tried to calm the manantu's heart back. He knew the one who was suffering the most right now was him. Rebecca's departure was like an arrow that plowed down her entire body.

There was a moment of silence between Haiden and Dominique. He's still down. His heart is heavy and heavy. He tried to pull his face slowly. Looking at the face of the husband who is no less angry than him. The mother gave them both time and did not want to disturb him.

“So what should I do now, Iden?” stare at. He tried to hold back the tears that would come out again. The husband remained silent. He still hasn't thought of it so far.

“I don't want to owe you. If only I could save the boy. I'm willing to replace everything her mother did to me. I'm really confused, Iden. Help me,” now she hugs her husband's body tightly. I want him to let go of all his pain. She beat her husband's body. Wailed back loudly. He still blames himself.

“I'll help him, baby. Don't worry about that. You will not have any debt to anyone else,” insisted the husband.

“But the boy was an orphan, Iden. Would I let him. When he wakes up, the person he is looking for is his mother. How do I explain it, how? Huhuhuhu,”

“We will take care of him. I promise I'll raise that child well. Think of it as the payment of my last debt to that woman. You don't have to worry. Don't cry anymore, uhm.” Look at the face of the wife with love. He would not be willing to make his heart continue to cry.

The wife could only slowly nod in her husband's arms. Will who listened from a distance away could only feel the bitterness in his heart. Staring at the wounded wife.

Oh my God, am I evil? What's he gonna do to me? I really can't imagine it. If I lose the one I love so much, can I still live this life well?