My Dark Beloved

Episode 36's

Happy Reading's.

Zidane stared at this pale face before him with a heart of grief. Alana has been hospitalized for a week with VVIP class facilities and is certainly the best doctor in the country. But there hasn't been a significant development for Alana.

She did not wear breathing aids or small hoses to support her life, Alana did not even look like a seriously ill person, but he must be monitored and closely guarded by a specialist who will certainly help Alana to recover soon.

Alana is not in a coma, she has already opened both her eyes and she only often hallucinates and screams loudly when she feels her head hurt, closing both ears while screaming in pain and it really makes Zidane feel even more guilty.

Alana will only remain silent if she is drugged and will eventually fall asleep by herself. This is not what Zidane wants, he just wants Alana to remember her beautiful past with him, without any disbelief like the present when Alana doubted her love. Just that, not to remind the old wound that it could make Alana as sick as this.

Zidane wanted his Alana back, he regretted telling the woman everything, even though his grandmother had warned Zidane to confine his intentions.

The time of 8 years for the grandmother is long enough, he tried to make the grandson healed and his days passed with a different identity.

That's why he doesn't want Valeria back. Grandma only needs to educate Alana and make the woman successful as her sole heir.

But it turns out that Zidane was a little stubborn and had a fata effect like this.

Zidane awoke from his daydream when he saw Alana's eyes twitching and the woman opened her eyes slowly.

He was just asleep, if he had enough sleep or the drug was up, sometimes Alana opened her eyes and just looked at the ceiling with an empty look.

"Alana, how do you feel? Are you thirsty?" zidane asked to bring his body closer to the patient's bed and hold the woman's hand and then kiss her gently.

Zidane was always there to accompany the woman, the owner of his heart. Sometimes he worked in the nursery with Samuel in charge of the company.

"Alana, baby! Please say a word to me, I love you so much, I miss you, I want you to talk to me again like you used to, I'm sorry for making you like this, I'm sorry!" Zidane is still trying to get Alana to talk, even though he knows that Alana did not answer or respond at all.

The feeling of more guilt enveloped Zidane's heart, his hands in Alana's hands tighter. Zidane does not want Alana like this, Zidane just wants Alana to respond to his remarks.

Alana felt her hand hurt a little because the grip on her hand felt stronger.

The woman looked at Zidane with a blank look, the man was still looking down trying to manage his tight breathing because he wanted to cry to see the state of Alana.

Alana felt something warm in her heart as she looked at Zidane's shaky shoulders, after a few seconds she then turned her gaze in all directions, scanning and sweeping through the entire space, it was as if he had never seen the room before.

"Is this a hospital?" Zidane looked up in surprise when he heard Alana speak normally, not as usual who was always shouting and raging.

"Where? Can you listen to me?" ask Zidane to make sure. The man rubbed his eyes quickly, trying to remove the trace of tears left there.

With such a response alone has meant that Alana has made rapid progress.

"Alana, what are you thinking?" the bright green lady looked at Zidane without answering. I don't know what's going on in his mind but Alana feels really touched by Zidane's still-wet eyes.

"I want to drink" replied Alana hoarsely.

Well, of course Alana's voice was hoarse and heavy because the woman loved to shout lately and it managed to make her voice almost run out.

"Drink? Ah, well I'll get it!" pekik Zidane is happy. Alanya answered his words. It's amazing, Zidane immediately took a glass and filled the water from the dispenser in the room.

"Here, drink, you must be thirsty, right?" Alana took the glass and slowly opened her mouth and drank it.

"What more do you want, baby?" Zidane returned the glass to the table when Alana finished drinking it. He sat down next to the pale-faced woman and clasped his hand.

Alana felt happy when her hands were held like this.

"I want to go to the bathroom" replied Alana.

Zidane did not call the doctor or nurse who used to help Alana, he himself wanted to help Alana to the bathroom because there seemed to be progress this time. Alana did not rebel and hit him.

After finishing the business in the bathroom, Zidane brought Alana back to the bed to lie down.

"I don't want to sleep, take me to that window" Zidane followed Alana's wishes and led her towards the large glass window.

Zidane snapped the curtains and the morning light from the warm sun came in. Alana closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun.

"Did you remember me, Alana?" ask Zidane carefully. His hands continued to hold the woman's hand.

"You're Zidane, my best friend from high school."

Seriate.

Start to remember, Alana..

How about Zidane?😁