My Paralyzed Husband's Secret

Chapter 121

Arsen sat in an iron chair, right in front of the room where Aozora who had hitherto not yet regained consciousness. The man silently lowered his head with both hands on his head. The condition of the man's hair and appearance is now far from neat. He was really frustrated, because he just got word from Niko, if the blood type needed has not been obtained.

"Arghhh, motherfucker!" suddenly Arsen stood up and punched the wall hard to make the back of the man's hand bleed.

"Arsen, you calm down, son! Don't hurt yourself!" peekkik Amber hugged her son. This time Amber was really worried. The middle-aged woman could not imagine, how the condition of her son would be if Aozora until why.

"I'm really a useless husband, Ma! I can't even help my critical wife in there!" Arsen rubbed his hair violently accompanied by a clear liquid coming out of his eyes. The man really did not know the word shame anymore, to cry.

"Sen, you can't talk like that, son! You are not useless. It's just that as humans we have limitations to be able to help someone. As it happens now. But please do not despair. Keep believing that Aozora will be fine" said Amber gently, trying to hold back her tears. The woman was actually struggling to keep an unflappable look in front of her son. He realized that if he also looked sad, it would definitely aggravate the psychiatric condition of his only son.

Arsen did not answer at all. The man sat back down and leaned his body against the wall blankly.

"Pak Arsen, blood transfusions are common. Someone was ready to donate his blood, "like a long-draining earth, suddenly hit by rain, that's how Arsen felt now as soon as he heard the news that he really wanted to hear from earlier.

"Allowed, Doc? This isn't kidding?" asked Arsen while gripping tightly on the shoulder of the doctor who had just given the news.

"Yes, Mr. Arsen. We can't possibly lie about this. Hopefully by getting this blood donor, Ibu Aozora's critical period will pass. Excuse me, sir!" The doctor passed away, after Arsen and the others nodded their heads.

"Ma ...." Arsen turned to look at his mother. The man was now unable to speak anymore so much to her.

Amber smiled and rubbed her son's back. "Yes, Son. Now you just pray, after the blood transfusion, your wife will be fine" Amber said gently.

"But, who would be kind enough to donate blood to Aozora? I wanted to directly thank him, and give him what he asked for, as a reward" Arsen said.

"Papa. Papa who has donated his blood," replied the Ocean that appeared suddenly.

"Papa? Papa, what do you mean?" Arsen's eyebrows are sharply linked, probing.

"Who else would our papa be if it wasn't Papa Aditya?" Arsen and the others, rearing their eyes, gasped in shock at the Ocean's speech.

"It turns out he's been monitoring us from afar. So, he knows what happened to Aozora now. Papa said he wanted to donate blood to Aozora. But , he requested the condition not to inform Aozora of this matter. Because he was afraid that Zora would not accept her own papa donor," Samudra explained with a straightforward and sad face.

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"Son, why is your heart so hard? throw all the hate in your heart, so you can continue your life in peace. Please forgive me, your papa!" said a beautiful middle-aged woman. The woman was dressed in pure white clothes, and the woman's face also shone along with a sweet, soothing smile to who was looking at her.

"Mom knows, Son. But, anyway he's your papa. He loves you, just can't express it. Everything is covered in ego, which is getting thicker due to the influence of your stepmom. After all, what good is it that you keep that hatred in your heart. Till when? By still hating her, will you be able to come back to life? No right? The more you defend your hatred, the more you will always be confined within the wall of hatred that you build yourself. Mama please, knock down that wall, so you can feel peaceful. Trust me, you will feel more relieved if you let go. At least you do it for the sake of mama, so that mama can be calm and happy from here," said the woman dressed in white who is none other than Sekar.

Aozora seemed to flinch silently a thousand languages. Only sobs could be heard now.

"That's it. You don't have to force her to forgive me. I realized that everything I did was indeed very inappropriate to get sorry," Aozora looked back as she suddenly appeared the figure of Aditya her papa.

Aozora looked at the man with a look that looked unusual. There was a twinkle of longing emanating in the woman's eyes, yet it was hard for her to reveal.

"Son, I'm sorry Papa! I hope you always live happily. Papa promised not to show up in front of you again. Trust me, your prayers will always be with you. Papa's saying!" aditya said as he left.

"Mama also said goodbye," along with Aditya's departure, Sekar also went in a different direction.

Aozora pecked for a while looking at her two parents who were slowly starting to disappear from her sight. Aozora seemed to be at an intersection, confused to choose which direction. Between chasing his father, or following his mother.

"Father, wait!" yelled Aozora who inexplicably preferred to run towards her papa leaving.

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"Father!" aozora's thunderous voice filled the room where she was being treated, leaving the people in the room shocked and scattering towards the mattress where Aozora was lying.

"Darling, baby, you're awake!" arsen exclaimed with a very relieved feeling. He kissed the top of his wife's head many times. His heart which from earlier still felt tight like being crushed by a large stone, now looks relieved along with the conscious of the wife.

"Papa, where's my papa, Mum? He left me, Mom!" racau Aozora with sweat dripping from her temple.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? You calm down first! You just woke up. You must be dreaming" Arsen tried to calm Aozora down.

"No, Mas. If it's a dream, why is it real? Papa is gone. He left with a sad face, because I have not forgiven him. My mom asked me to forgive my dad. Where's Papa, Mas?" Aozora started crying while shaking Arsen's arm. The woman wanted to sit down, but the pain in her stomach, made the woman moan in pain.

"My stomach? In-where is my son?" the woman returned hysterical when she found her stomach was not too swollen anymore.

Tbc

Not enough chapters to end. 🤦