
"Who's Sabrina?" ask Darren curiously.
"She is a seductress. I don't like my father being close to him" Widya replied.
"What happened to that name? Is his name similar to someone you know?"
"Ehm ti-ti-no."
Darren fell silent. The name was no stranger to his ears. Sabrina is the name of her biological mother who now knows where. The mother left after their house burned down and the father's business went bankrupt.
"Is it possible that Sabrina's name Widya is mother? Nah! In this world the name Sabrina is not just one person. It might just be a coincidence."
Darren brushed off his own thoughts.
"It seems you don't like that woman."
"Of course I don't like him. I'm sure she's not a good woman. He approached my father just to take his property."
"Already, Son. It's not good to talk about other people" Prayoga said.
"At any time I won't approve of Dad's relationship with a woman whose origins aren't clear!"
Widya got up from her seat, leaving her bowl that had not been completely empty.
"Widy! Don't leave! Finish your food!" exclaim mr Prayoga.
Widya ignored the father's words. He actually accelerated his steps towards a taxi that was stopped right in front of him.
"Widy. Until when will you continue this way, son," murmured Mr. Prayoga.
"Sorry, Sir. Not that I want to interfere. It seems Widya does not like the relationship between the father and the woman named Sabrina," said Darren.
"Come, Sir. I have been a long time widower. The door to my heart opened after I met Sabrina. But, Mr. Darren, see for yourself, right? What about Widya's attitude?" said mr Prayoga.
"Widya just needs time. Maybe he can't take for granted the presence of strangers in his life" Darren said.
Mr. Prayoga nodded in understanding.
"I'm done, sir," he said after sipping his warm tea. He then moved from his seat.
"Let me pay for your food" he said.
"No need, sir."
"It's okay."
"I've invited you to eat at this store. It's not fair to pay for yourself."
"But, Sir, …"
Mr. Prayoga took a hundred thousand dollar note from his wallet and gave it to the shopkeeper.
"Thank you, sir," Darren said shortly after the two left the store.
"See you."
Mr. Prayoga passed from in front of Darren, he then walked over to his car.
Not long after he left the place.
Darren left the store and drove back to the hospital.
"Where are you from?" ask Fatimah.
"Find some fresh air" he answered briefly.
"I know Mas was disappointed because I gave birth to a baby girl. But don't be indifferent to Anisa. It's not fair to him" Fatimah said.
"Don't I tell you, I just want to get some fresh air. Do not exaggerate unimportant problems. I was sleepy all night awake waiting for you to give birth."
Darren laid his body on the sofa in the room. Not long after that he fell asleep. Fatimah was only able to stroke the chest with her husband's attitude.
"What's wrong if I give birth to a baby girl?" ogre.
*****
In another treatment room.
"Until when are we gonna be here, ma'am? Looky appearance. Dull and messy," grumbled Karmila to Fabian.
"I didn't stay in the hospital either. But if we go home, who's waiting for you?"
Fabian was silent for a moment, and he thought.
"Had Azzura not gone, he wouldn't mind waiting for mom here. Everything was messed up after he left," he murmured.
"Come, Mas. Let's just go home" whined Mila while pulling one of her hands.
Fabian who had been doubtful was finally obedient to Mila's invitation.
"Yes, we're home now. I'm gonna leave my phone number to the nurse to call me if you're conscious."
"Well, that's dong. It was just the name of a good husband, said Mila while trying Fabian's chin with a thin beard.
Fabian had just stepped out of the treatment room but something unexpected happened. Suddenly the mother woke up and opened her eyes.
"Nduk.Nduk," he wrote.
"Mom is conscious!" squeal Fabian. He turned his body and went back to his mother.
"Master.. Zura, …"
"Gosh Mother. Why do you still remember that name? Zura's mom has left Mom. He objected to taking care of a sick mother" he said.
"Zura. Zura…"
"The daughter-in-law that I consider her dream daughter-in-law has no heart. When Mom was sick, she left."
"Zura. Zura…"
Bu Kinanti continuously called out the name of Azzura to upset Mila.
"I'm Fabian's wife now. I will prove that I can also be a good son-in-law, even better than Zura," Mila said.
"Mother just realized, don't talk too much first," said Fabian who suddenly made Mila silent.
"Zura is no longer living with us, Mom. He's gone with his granddaughter, Lyra."
The mother looked into Fabian's eyes. Too much to reveal. But what is power. His mouth is locked. It was the clear circle from the corner of his eyes that actually spoke.
Not long after the doctor entered the room. He was quite surprised to find that his patient had regained consciousness from the coma.
"Alhamdulillah, I've come to my senses. It's really a miracle," he said.
"Summer.Zura …"
"Who's Zura?" The doctor frowned.
"Ehm.Zura-Zura is the name of one of our brothers, Doctor," Fabian replied.
"so. Where is Zura now? It is good that he was met with a person named Zura. I could catch a deep longing in the look in his eyes" the doctor said.
Fabian and Karmila sat at each other. Of course, both are difficult to answer the question.
"Ehm. Zura-Zura is out of town, Doc."
"My advice they were quickly found. However, this affected his mental condition. His physical condition may have improved, but not with his psychic condition" explained the doctor.
"Good, Doctor. I will try to get my mother to Azzurra as soon as possible" Fabian said.
"Are we allowed to take our mother home, Doc?" ask Mila.
"Yes. Today, patients are also allowed to go home. But remember my message, take good care of the patient. The current psychological condition of the patient is not so good. Don't say or do anything that could offend her let alone make her sad.
"Good, Doctor. We will definitely take good care of our mother" Fabian said.
"Ehm, about the cost of care can be asked by the Father and Mother in the administration" said the doctor. They also left the treatment room.
Will Bu Kinanti be fine in Fabian and Karmila's care? Wait for the continuation yes…
Seriate….
Hi, loyal readers….
Waiting for support….
Don't forget to leave likes, positive comments, favorites, votes, and gifts. No matter how small your support. Will mean a lot to Author 🥰🥰🥰🥰
🙏🙏