
Regret comes only at the end. Therefore, before you do something, you better think first whether all that is right or just a momentary ego. ~JBlack~
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The sound of screaming from inside the room made Jessica and Rey who were in a state of turmoil in her mind shocked. Jessica immediately stood up and ran towards her father's room. However, when he almost got to the door, from there came Jack while carrying his father.
"Daddy why, Jack?" jessica asked with tears flowing.
Jack's not huffing. The man immediately ran over by shouting for the butler while walking towards the main door.
"Prepare car!" his orders when he was at the door.
"Jack, what happened to Daddy?" jessica asked for an answer.
Even the girl had shaken Jack's arm until the man's body moved along.
"Stop, Miss! You want to make me fall with the great sir?" jolt Jack with a red face.
Jessica cried, she did not care about the anger of her father's assistant. What he was thinking about right now was his father. Jessi could see that normally fresh face looked deathly pale.
Jack started walking towards the door of the car that was already open. He was about to place his Master on a prepared pillow. However, Jessica who asked herself to come along, finally made her legs become a cushion.
"Defend, Dad. Don't stay with Jessi alone." His pocket while crying.
He kissed and kissed his father's face. He felt the coldness of his father's body. Jessi gently held her in tears that did not stop flowing.
The regret was so great in his heart. In fact, by looking at how his father's condition was, the guilt grew even more in his soul. He didn't care about anything, he was only able to whisper a reinforcing sentence to his father.
"I beg you, Dad. Forgive your selfish daughter. But as long as Daddy knows, Jessi loves Daddy."
"Don't tell me you love her when things are like this, miss." Jack quipped with a sarcasm.
"You can only apologize after it's been so bad. Where is your guilt when you say things that hit your own Daddy?" jack asked with a glance at his master's son from the rearview mirror above him.
Before long, the car finally stopped in the hospital courtyard and soon the nurses and doctors who had been contacted rushed out.
Without much to say, Stevent Alexzandra's body was immediately laid to the patient's gurney and pushed towards the Emergency Unit. From behind, Rey who also followed also approached her lover who looked so messy.
Jessica is still crying. Even the girl to sit up to someone's embrace makes her channel a high sense of regret.
"Don't cry anymore. Just pray that your Daddy is healthy quickly" Rey said by stroking his girlfriend's back.
"I'm evil, Rey. I got Daddy into the hospital. I'm being a bad boy, Rey." His screams held.
He hit Rey on the back to vent all the pain in her. He could only cry and mourn his sorrow.
"Lord, may I ask one of you," Jessica cried out. "Please heal my Daddy. Because he's all I have in this world."
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Jessica was seen pacing back and forth in front of the ER room. Rey repeatedly told her to sit down but was rejected by her.
Jessi just wanted to wait for Daddy's news. He wanted to ascertain for himself how this person he loved so much was. Rey, the man doesn't know what to say. He could only duck while covering both of his faces with a palm.
Even though he has no blood relationship with Stevent? But from here alone, he could see how caring the father of one child was for this beloved daughter of his. Rey even thinks Jessica's life is better than hers. Gets the father's affection, has the backrest of life when he falls. And have a superhero who always looks after him when everyone is intent on harming him.
"Please heal him, O God." He prayed with his eyes closed and a few tears flowing.
The sound of the door opened, making Jessica immediately approach the doctor who was removing the mask on her nose.
"Mister Stevent's family?"
"Yes me, Doc. My daughter. How's my Daddy doing?" ask Jessica impatiently.
"Can."
With a definite move, Jessica followed this middle-aged doctor in front of her. Honestly, his feelings are currently scared. Why do we have to talk this closed? Is there any important matter about his father's current state?
They speak english.
"My daddy how, Doc?" ask Jessica impatiently.
Seen from the face of the Doctor in front of this. If something were to happen to her father. But he doesn't want to think bad first. Jessica always climbs in praying for her father's recovery and she also wants to apologize to him immediately.
"I have to say this to you, Miss. Sorry once again, Mr. Stevent is at an advanced stage of his lung cancer."
Deg.
His heart was pierced by thousands of needles. His shoulders were smashed by a heavy boulder. Her eyes were like those of a red onion that made her blush and her tears flowed.
"It's all a lie, isn't it, Doc?" tanay Jessica couldn't believe it.
He still denies because all this time the papa always looks fine. Never once did Stevent complain when he had not fled his home. But why did all this happen.
"I'm not lying, miss. You have had this disease from a small age. You could say his lung disease was congenital from birth."
Like a loud slap he must accept all true words. Jessica could not say anything more. He just stared blankly at the melted tears that kept flowing.
"What do I do, Doc. Please heal my Daddy!" pinta Jessica to the point of pleading in front of this white-clothed middle-aged man.
"Mister's disease is no longer curable, Miss."
"What!" Her tears are getting worse. Even her nose turned red from crying too much.
Did he not hear wrong? Then he has to do what now.
"But…."
"But what, Doc?"
"Mister's disease can still be treated."
"Please do your best for my Daddy, Doc. I'll pay whatever matters my dad's healthy."
"We're just Doctors not God. Ask God for your father's healing, Miss. We'll do everything our best."
~Connect~
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