
"Enough." Shouted someone from outside the room.
Arthur and Mala turned to look, Mala was surprised to see Mr. Mahesa sitting in a wheelchair, with the help of a nurse Mr. Mahesa approached his wife who was still sculpting the man next to Mala's bed.
Mr. Mahesa looked at his wife nar, his jaw hardened with anger, mister Mahesa did not expect that the wife would dare to meet Mala, but it was clearly his wife who had separated him from the princess.
Mala looked at the husband and wife in turn, then she turned to the side and asked Arthur for an explanation, but Arthur just kept quiet and clasped his hands tightly.
"Mr Mahesa, are you sick?" Mala asked after realizing there was an infusion hose attached to the hand of Mr. Mahesa.
"It's all because of you." Mistress Marry with her haughty face.
"I? what is my fault?" Distraught, he looked at Arthur again for an explanation.
Mr. Mahesa set his breath, he will explain everything to Mala now. Initially he intended to wait for Mala to recover, but because of his wife's behavior he inevitably had to explain it now.
"Before I wanted to apologize, I really didn't mean to disturb Mala's life, but since it was already like this I had to explain to Mala who I really was." Mr. Mahesa paused his sentence, he almost cried from being too emotional.
"I am your real father Mala." Continue with a vibrating sound.
Mala laughed blandly, she looked at Master Mahesa. "Sir, did Mr Arthur tell you to comfort me?
Mr. Mahesa shook his head quickly, he returned Mala's gaze with his own eyes. "I'm not kidding Mala, I'm serious. Your mother and I were married, but we divorced before you were born. It's all my fault, I left your mother pregnant."
"Darling, what does this mean?" Mala asked, she looked at Arthur hoping Arthur would explain what happened as long as he was unconscious.
Arthur sat on the edge of Mala's bed, he grabbed Mala's hand and carried her on his lap. "Everything Mahesa says is the truth, he is your real father." Arthur was careful.
"Yesterday you ask who has been kind enough to give some of his organs to you? Let's be the guy." Arthur continued, he glanced at Mistress Marry at a glance and returned to focus on Mala.
"I also just found out that he's your real father."
"Darling you know my parents are dead, how could I have another father?"
Mala tried to deny it, the memory of her parents was only vague in the head and now suddenly someone claimed to be her father.
"I know you probably won't believe it, but I'm really your real father son, you can ask bi Ningsih about the truth." As for Mahesa, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and gave it to Arthur. Arthur grabbed the paper and gave it to Mala.
"This is your DNA test." Arthur said softly, he handed the paper to Mala.
Mala read the contents of the paper until it was finished, at the bottom of the paper it was written clearly if Mr. Mahesa was his biological father.
Mala's eyes began to water, she laughed insipidly, and Mala allegedly tore the paper into small fragments. Mala looked at Master Mahesa with a horrible look, a gaze that Mala had never shown before.
"You've donated your heart to me?" Ask Mala and only in reply nods by Mr. Mahesa.
"Then take it, I don't need mercy from you."
"Darling, what are you saying?" Arthur interrupted Mala's words.
"Tell him to take his heart again, I don't want any part of him attached to me, I'd rather just die."
"Dear, relax. Listen to me." Arthur holds Mala's arms together and tries to calm her lover.
"I'm so worried about you, you shouldn't talk like that, if you can't accept Mr. Mahesa yet, let's just say he's just a stranger who happens to have the same blood as you and wants to donate his heart to you "
Mala lowered her head weakly, she started sobbing, her heart was really sick, not because of the incision marks on the operating table, she said, namu because he got a new fact if the person who had been considered father is not his biological father, then a stranger who had only been met a few months was his biological father. The fact that Mala was abandoned in the womb made him reluctant to get in touch with Mr. Mahesa.
Mala rubbed her tears violently, she then looked at mistress Marry and master Mahesa, her eyes filled with hatred.
"Thank you for the kindness of the master who has been willing to donate your organs to me. But I'm sorry I can't accept you as my father, for me both my parents are dead. And as for you madam, I hope you won't see me again and blame me for not knowing anything. I'm tired, I hope you can get out of my room." Final Mala, after saying that hurtful-sounding sentence she threw her face in the other direction.
Arthur stood at the side of the bed, he just silently watched Mala who was sitting pensively.
"Dear." Say Mala slowly.
"Yes. You need anything?" Asked Arthur, he shifted his legs to get closer to Mala.
"Can I sleep with you?"
"You're sure, what about your wound, I'm afraid I might accidentally nudge it."
"I'm fine."
Arthur observes Mala's fairly spacious bed, he presses the automatic button so that the Side Rail to the left of Mala's bed is lifted. Arthur picked up Mala and shifted her slightly so that she had room to accompany Mala to bed the Hospital.
(Side Rail: Iron barriers on the right and left of the patient bed).
Arthur climbed up the bed carefully, tilted his body and faced Mala, the girl was only able to tilt her head slightly to see Arthur's face.
When they clashed, Mala moved his right hand, his finger slicked across Arthur's face, starting with his eyes, life, cheeks and ending with Arthur's lips.
"Is this all genuine?"Mala.
"You doubted my good looks, so evil." Groused Arthur.
"It is precisely because it is too handsome that I doubt."
"So you admit that I'm handsome?" Arthur said with confidence.
"Narcissistic basis." Mala murmured while pinching Arthur's cheek until flushed.
Arthur screeched while holding his cheek that felt hot from Mala's pinch, his lips pursed making Mala more anxious for him.
"I'll get back after you've healed." Whispering Arthur with a seductive voice, his breath sweeping through Mala's ears made the girl crumble for a moment, Mala no longer dared to turn towards Arthur, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Arthur gave a smile, because the condition of Mala's stomach is still sick, finally Arthur refrained from hugging Mala. Arthur raised his head, he kissed Mala's forehead and whispered in her ear.
"Sweet dreams, I love you."
****
Silence accompanied the journey home Rafli and Lala, they were silent and dissolved in each other's minds. Rafli deliberately closed his mouth, Lala's rejection made him feel sad and also upset.
Lala glanced at Rafli at a glance, she bit her lower lip because she did not know what to say, seeing Rafli's cold face alone had scared her to open her mouth.
Without feeling they had arrived in front of Lala's house, the girl took off her naming belt but never left the car, while Rafli he chose to stare out the window, he was still annoyed with Lala.
"Thank you for the ride." Lala.
"Hem." Reply Rafli briefly.
"You wanna come by the house first? Tawar Lala, he felt bad for rejecting Rafli in front of Mala and Arthur.
"No, I still have a lot of work." Reject Rafli.
"Oh. Yes already. Be careful on the road." Lala got out of the car with a disappointed face, he was about to raise his hand and wave to Rafli but Rafli's car had darted away.
Lala took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, knowing that Rafli was angry, but Lala refused to apologize in advance. He finally entered the house feeling angry.
SERIATE...