
A week after the accident, Alea was still faithful to sleep comfortably in her hospital bed. Every day Aril sees her. Just encouraging, even though it still has not received a response.
Currently, all the families have gathered at the request of the Sanjaya family lawyer. There is already Opa Sanjaya, Mr. Malik and his wife too, Mr. Aran who came alone because his wife did not want to leave his daughter alone in the hospital. And of course according to the lawyer said the other day, Aril was also present there.
"Alright, because everyone is gathered. I would like to convey the last message of the late mas Deni."
Mr. Doni read a letter Deni wrote to his family. The contents of the letter explained about the illness he suffered. Infection of the lung from gunshot wounds when Alea was kidnapped by Diana. There is no medicine that can cure, the only way is donor lung. But of course it is not easy to get a suitable lung in a short time.
Because Deni feels his life time is not long, so he has prepared everything for the future of his wife and child. Deni asks the family to agree to match Alea with Aril. In the letter also explained the past that Aril and Alea had lived. Deni also asked the family to approve the transfer of shareholding in the company partially for Aril.
Mama Deni is very sad, he did not expect if his son suffered so much. Having to hold him alone without wanting to tell others about his circumstances.
Deni had prepared everything, despite the fact that he did not die from his illness. It was even faster that God took his life through the accident.
"What do you think Aril?" ask Mr. Aran.
"I can't make this decision on my own Sir, let alone Alea also still in a coma. And as for the shareholding, I don't want it sir. Let it remain in the name of Alea or her child alone. I don't deserve it." said Aril firmly.
"Well, if that's your decision. We can't force you. And it is better to wait for Alea's consciousness." continued Mr. Malik.
"If I may have an opinion, son Aril. I want you to be a father figure to my great-grandson, even if you don't want to marry Alea later. Give your attention like a father to my great-grandson, let alone his mother still in a coma like this." pinta Opa Sanjaya.
"Of course, sir, that's not a problem at all. I will love Princess Deni and Alea with all my heart."
"Thank you." said Opa.
"Alright because Aril's mas refused, so my task must be delayed first. Waiting for Miss Alea to wake up." said Mr. Doni then stood up to leave.
"I'll excuse you first."
"Thank you sir."
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Aril goes to the hospital to visit Alea and the baby. Aril saw first baby Alea who was still being treated in the nursery.
It was seen that baby Alea was being led by a nurse while drinking formula milk.
"Suster, can I hold him?" ask Aril.
"May mas, but for a moment yes." replied the Sister then handed the baby Alea to her arms.
"Hi dear, om come again. From now on, I'll be a father to you. Pray for your mother, may she wake up soon from her sleep." Aril kisses baby Alea's forehead fondly.
"Thank you sus, I'll go first." Aril hands baby Alea over to the nurse. Aril rubbed the little baby's cheek.
"Dad go first, want to see your mother's condition."
Aril left the baby room. Go to Alea's nursery immediately.
"Good afternoon madam." said Aril to his mother Alea.
"North of Ril,"
"Are there any developments on Mrs Alea?"
"Nothing at all" mama Alea replied in a dispirited tone.
"Aril, take care of Alea yes, I want to go out for a while." continued mama Alea.
After mama Alea came out, Aril sat down beside Alea.
"Al, how long are you going to sleep? Don't you want to see your daughter? You know I carry it every day. Don't you want to carry her too?"
There was no response from Alea. Aril breathed slowly.
"Alea, get up. Need you. Your son needs you. Everyone needs you."
"Your beautiful daughter you haven't named, have you? What do you want to name? All waiting for you to wake up to give him a name."
Aril gave up, Alea did not give any response.
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After a month of coma, the family decided to take care of Alea at home only. To make it easier to care for Alea and the baby together. The baby was also brought home by her grandmother. Every day, after Arill came home from work, he would always stop by Alea's house to visit her.
Like that afternoon.
"Hello, my little princess. I bought you a doll." Aril did all of that with pleasure. Although the child is not his son, but his parents are like his brother. Aril loved Deni and Alea very much.
"Ril, you are. Myli was only two months old, you have not even bought a doll. It can play." said Mama Alea who just came back from the kitchen.
"It's okay madam, because Myli's needs are all fulfilled. I was so confused to buy what gift for Myli, so I bought this doll." replied Aril while teasing Myli who was on the bench by his baby sister in front of Aril.
"Quite your attention as his father is enough Ril" said Mama Alea, who sat near Myli. Aril responded with a smile.
"Here mbak, I want a sling." Pinta Aril.
Aril takes Myli on a walk in the garden behind Alea's house.
"Dear, look. Grandpa's gardening, we're disturbing yuk."
"Good afternoon grandfather," Aril's voice mimicked that of a little boy, who surprised Mr. Aran who was busy taking care of his plants. Mr. Aran looked over.
"Gee grandpa's granddaughter, it's already pretty already fragrant. Nice to be in my dad's car." said Mr. Aran saw the tiny face of his grandson always seemed to smile in Aril's sling. Then he cleaned his hands first which were full of soil.
Aril sat in the gazebo, still joking with Myli. Mr. Aran approached him.
"How do you do Ril?"
"Currently Master, even hotel profits this month are increasing. Maybe it's the holiday season, so hotel rooms are often full."
"Thank God if it's good, I'm happy."
"Thank you, sir, this might indeed be Myli's sustenance. Yes son, I will get a big bonus from Malik's grandfather, if the hotel gives a big profit, so I can give a lot of gifts for Myli."
Myli continued to smile at Aril's ravings. His hands did not even stop moving as if they wanted to grab something.
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The brain is a bit clank, the writing is not focused. Sorry if it is not feel in this part.
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