
"Let's wake up! Take me to Alena!" harris said with a voice still high in my ear. He lifted my shoulder until I finally stood up.
"You should have said this from the beginning! so Alena didn't have to suffer for years!" he said he looked furious from his tone. Staring at me sharply.
"Come fast! Find me with Alena!"
Wait a minute, does this mean Mr Harris wants to accept Alena? She's gonna help Alena with her treatment?
I wanted to question it all but my hand was already pulled to leave the house.
"Sa-I'm going on a motorcycle, sir," I said as Mr. Harris led me into his car.
"There's no time!" reply Mr. Harris, and since long ago until now I still never dare to refute his words.
In the end I sat stiffly beside him.
I had to just leave my bike near the security post. Tomorrow I have to come back here again to pick up that bike.
All the way to the hospital, I saw Mr. Harris driving in silence. His face seems unsettled, sometimes I still wonder if Mr Harris is really willing to admit Alena as his son? Doesn't he want to doubt me first.
I don't know, it's not important right now. What matters is that Mr. Harris has been willing to pay for all of Alena's medical expenses.
Before 6pm I had actually returned to the hospital, but now I didn't come alone. But with a man who would obviously look foreign in Alena's face.
"Please, Sir. This is an outpatient of Alena," I said despite my doubts. I opened the door and entered first, and then gave room for Mr. Harris to enter as well.
"Ma," called Alena directly, calling out in a soft voice.
"Mama is back, baby" I replied as I walked closer to the bed.
I see Mr. Harris looking riveted, he must be very surprised to see Alena's face. It is undeniable, Alena looks so similar to Mr. Harris.
"He's Mr. Harris Bu, Alena's father" I replied no less.
Mom was silent, she knew all the stories. This was the first meeting of both. I can't be angry or angry, because everything that happens in my life is my own decision.
I just backed off, like I couldn't see all the reality.
"Ma, who's oom?" ask Alena anyway. The small voice that finally pulled Mr. Harris to get closer to the bed.
Until finally Mr. Harris sat on the edge.
"Father, forgive Papa Alena," said Harris, whether the inner struggle that currently dominates Mr. Harris. But suddenly he said that sentence to Alena.
And the shocked Alena immediately touched her tight chest, her breathing getting more and more unruffled.
"Relax baby, relax, Mama is here. Calm down, calm down" I said, continuing to talk Agara Alena can control herself.
While Mr. Harris I saw both eyes were red, pooling clear liquid in there.
"Please Alena, I'll take care of all the administrative expenses" Mr. Harris said. With staggered footsteps he came out of this room.
I wanted to cry too, but I could bear it.
God, give me a second chance to make Alena happy.
"Darling, papa will help you heal. Alena's happy, right?" tanyaku. "Alena can finally meet papa, so let's get excited again, once again, after this we'll get together." I said.
Then say Aamiin in the heart.