Not Just a Milk Mother

Chapter 64

After Allura delivered Arzan to the parking lot, he intended to return to his mother's nursery. However, his steps felt heavy when he passed through one of the hallways where he first met the middle-aged man this morning. The curiosity in his heart was so high, Allura decided to side with him for a while.

When he got to the glass door, he saw another middle-aged man who was in a critical condition, with a body filled with wires and also a hose attached to his mouth and nose.

My God, it turns out that the patient here seems very concerned .. Hopefully he will recover soon, Allura's mind while covering his mouth that is wide open.

Silently, Allura continued to pay attention to the atmosphere within the room. He also saw one of the other middle-aged men who had met him, clasping the hand of the man who was the patient inside.

After being satisfied enough to see the situation in the room, Allura returned to Mother Ani's nursery. In the mind of the girl stored many questions, at this time he really wanted to ask about the family from his father's side to the mother. However, again Allura worried about the condition of his mother who had not fully recovered.

Do I want to ask Mama? But ... I was very curious, her mind while opening the door of Mother Ani's nursery.

Ani's mother frowned when she saw the gloomy-faced child after driving the employer to the car park.

"Lura, what's wrong with you? Why did you come out so long ago, did something happen?" ani's mother asked when Allura had closed the door and walked up to her.

Allura who was still down, straightened her head and looked at the mama. The girl took a chair not far from where she was standing, before sitting next to her mama's gurney.

"Nothing happened, Ma," Allura replied as she forced her lips to smile.

However, Ani's mother still did not believe Allura's words, especially after seeing the child's smile that seemed forced, it made her more curious and thought something had happened to Allura.

"Then, why did you bend your face like that?" mother Ani asked while raising Allura's face to look at her.

"The Story of Mama, Lura. What's up?"

Allura turned her gaze away from Mother Ani, the girl looked back down while playing her pointy fingers that were on top of her lap.

"Actually .. I have something to ask, Ma," Allura said in a soft voice.

Ani's mother, who was still looking closely at the child, nodded faintly before saying, "What do you want to ask, Ra?"

"Sorry before, Ma. But ... I'm very curious about Papa's family. Is it true that Papa is only an only child and both of his parents are dead?" asked Allura carefully, he was very afraid that his mother would get angry or come back because of that question.

Allura continued to pay attention to the movements of Mother Ani who looked agitated when she heard the question from him.

"Ma, is there something wrong with my question?" asked Allura when the mother did not answer her question.

However, it was precisely Allura caught the strange girly shown by Mother Ani, she felt that her mother was hiding something from her.

"Ma?"

"Really, Ra. Mama didn't lie to you!"

"Ma–"

"You have to believe in Mama, Allura!"

Suddenly, Mother Ani shouted loudly at Allura, making the girl stunned for a moment in shock.

Allura nodded her head faintly, she was not an innocent and innocent girl who would believe just like that with just a word. However, for now he could not force his mother to speak honestly. So, Allura chose to give up and act ordinary in front of her mother. Yeah, just in front of Ani's mom.

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In a spacious room, a middle-aged man was lying on a self-care bed with an infusion needle attached in his hand. There were no other patients in the room, only another man sitting cross-legged beside the gurney staring at the unconscious patient.

The man who became the patient was Mr. Octafanus Pradigta, he was one of the successful textile entrepreneurs. However, his health continues to decline drastically. Since the departure of one of his children from home, he was constantly attacked by various diseases that make it what it is today. Especially after hearing his son died, he increasingly tortured his old body.

All sorts of regrets he shouldered himself. Starting from his wife who died from a stroke suffered after the child left the house, until a few months ago he heard the news if his son also died. The old man was increasingly unable to forgive himself who had been selfish first.

Meanwhile, the other man sitting next to him was Mr. Darion, the eldest son of Mr. Okta. Every day he always waited and hoped that his father would recover as he had. Can not he deny, the departure of his sister from home really bring bad influence to his extended family.

For several months he had been looking for the whereabouts of the child and wife of the younger brother, but the results were in vain. There was no trace left by them. In fact, Mr. Okta and Mr. Darion did not have portraits of his late sister's wife and children.

However, his encounter with a girl he met earlier this morning, made him a little curious because he had the same eyes as his sister. It is undeniable, someone could have the same eye color, but for this time he rejected it.

"Pa, when is Papa gonna wake up? Papa's children and grandchildren are not just from Adnan alone. We are also Papa's family" said Mr. Darion, holding Mr. Okta's hand.

The slight annoyance with the younger brother made Mr. Darion hate him. Adnan who always took all the attention from his parents, coupled with his stubbornness who chose a village girl for him to marry, made him bear to leave both parents.

However, despite all this, Mr. Darion does not know what is really going on between Adnan and Mr. Okta.