SUPPOSE THAT...

JUST BECAUSE

Eva walked over to her son's bed. The 50-year-old woman who always dressed in black and hooded as if attending a funeral was emotional.

"Why talk like that ?" his face was red. "Your biological father is no one's offspring, but he's a good person." His hands on Dave's arms shook. Their eyes meet each other, Dave can see both of his mother's eyes are already glazed.

Erika sobbed, she was already crying. Make Eva take off her hold on Dave and look at her old mother.

"Right, Dave's Rendy's son" he said firmly while removing the tip of his eye that drained tears. His face still remained haughty as usual, firm even though his face was already flushed with tears ready to flood his cheeks.

"Why not be honest from the beginning ?" Erika got up from her seat. "Your father is distressed." the old woman came back crying.

"Then what about me ?" Eva is no less emotional. His memory always leads to a man who will remain young, even though he is now half a century old. The only man who can shake his heart and take off his hypocritical mask. The man he hated and loved.

Dave no longer spoke, he kept his head down. Sorry to say the thing that made her mother cry and now she is fighting with her Grandma.

"If I'm honest, will Papa accept ?" Eva still looks emotional. "What would Papa do to Rendy if he knew I was pregnant with his child ?" her tears had already flowed, but were back in her swab. "Which Papa always thought of only big names, if Papa knew Dave wasn't Andre's son, would you still consider him Grandson ?!" her crying.

"Mom, please..." Dave got up from his bed and hugged his loving mother. "I'm sorry, don't cry anymore." she framed the face of her mother who in Dave's eyes would always be the prettiest even though she was now filled with a wrinkle of sadness and circumference under her blackened eyes.

In his eyes his son who is now much higher than his. A boy who, if he is sad, will surely be sadder. A boy who does not look at himself at all even though he is pregnant and giving birth.

"I won't talk about it anymore, I'll shut up. So I beg you not to be angry what else is crying again." Dave's pale face was flushed with his fingers stroking both of his Mother's cheeks.

"Your biological father is a good man, it is Mom who is evil because she is selfish and does not want to admit.." Eva's lips quivered, her tears flowed again with the hand holding her Son's wrist framing her face.

"Yes, yeah..." Dave frowned quickly, unwilling to see the tears on that face again.

Erika felt guilty, she and Sumanya had always upheld the good name of the family. And as Yanv Eva said, as soon as they knew Dave was not the son of Andreas, maybe her husband was already angry and would not want to admit the Grandson.

"Although your biological father's status is only an adopted child, but he is smart and occupies the position of your Vice Daddy. He was never different, in fact he was more reluctant subordinates because he was the one who actively moved to advance the Company." Eva continued to fumble with round eyes staring straight at her son with his face puffy.

Dave's face furrowed sadly at his sight, in his hat his mother's body was so thin. He was injured, his self-esteem fell and his reason was still in disbelief. One thousand wounds in his heart, yet he would be more heartbroken, more hurt and his pride was nothing if it made this woman who had given birth to him cry.

"His face.if you knew how annoying his face would be if he smiled at his heart because Mom was evasive so many times when he tried to know about you.." Eva was still staring at Dave, but this time her tears melted again.

"Mom..already..." Dave's getting sick of seeing her.

Eva's face increasingly contorted with tears, her love that could not be revealed and the feelings of regret that haunted her life made her tired with all.

If time can be replayed, of course he will throw away his haughty nature. Kadanv in his dreams he shared his beautiful life with Dave and also the person who became the biological father of his son, the person he denied to exist only because of heredity.

Erika and Dave panicked. Even Dave immediately pulled the infusion needle that was still stuck on the back of his hand because of his small hose that limited his movement.

Erika and Dave tried to help, but Eva continued to cough and when she opened the palm that covered her mouth, her hands and the edge of her mouth were soiled with blood.

"God.." Erika crying. In the hug of his daughter who had not since when always wear black clothes.

Dave grabs his mother's blood-stained hand "Where's the cure, Mom ?" ask her to worry.

Eva just kept quiet and acted calm as usual.

"Why not treat ?" on the shoulder of the skinny child who was cleaning the blood on his palm with a tissue that was on the nightstand. "We can find the best doctor !"

Eva still did not answer, she just reacted when she saw the back of Dave's hand that mengaglir blood from an infusion needle.

"Why did the infusion come off ?" he grabbed Dave's hand and immediately covered his wound with a tissue. "Call the Nurse !" he said in a panic, he immediately grabbed the button on the nightstand to call the nurse.

Dave let his mother sit him on the edge of the bed, his face grim.

"Why Ev ?" Erika was still waiting for her answer. His hands clasped together on his chest and his face filled with anxiety. "Why did it get that bad ? Isn't Paris a lot of great doctors...?" tanyakanya.

Eva who was then turned her back to her mother and was still facing Dave gulped.

"Do you love Rendy, Ev...?"

Her Mother's question made Eva's eyes round, and Dave could see the change.

"We thought you didn't want to go back to Jakarta because you were still hurting with Andreas, but seeing your attitude just now seems like we were wrong" said Erika.

"It is Mah..." Eva turned her body around to face her mother. "It's all over, and the most important thing for me right now is Dave" he said. "If Papa doesn't want to acknowledge Dave again as his Grandson because of this, it'll be better."

Eva's words made Erika surprised, while Dave himself just silently lowered his head with an illegible expression.

"It's better that Dave lives with me in Paris" he said. "Away from the Sanjaya Family and the upbringing of Papa who glorifies good name and heredity." his hands clenched as he said that.

Simultaneously a Nurse entered, she was astonished by the tense atmosphere and expression of the people inside her. But he said nothing and just looked down and put some more infusion liquid that had somehow been dripping on the floor into the back of Dave's hand again.