The Mom For ARCHIE

6. The hatred of a princess

"I want you to be my marriage guardian, in a week.."

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Instantly mister arga's eyeballs are perfectly rounded. The man was so surprised to hear what Risha said.

"What did you say?" Ask the man.

"I'm getting married in a week. I need a guardian."

"You're crazy, huh, Sha? Your mother's sick, but you want to get married?" Order mr. arga. The man looked at Risha sharply.

"You just calm down. I'll get married after the operation, and maybe after that things will get better."

"Then I don't want to be your marriage guardian!"

Risha smiled cynically. "I'm not forcing. But after this please get out of here, and never see me or my pride again." Answer risha.

The man breathed his rough breath. That's not what Mr. Arga meant. Being a guardian of risha, of course, is his greatest wish. But the state of his ailing ex-wife, Mr. Arga only wants to postpone it until his ex-wife is completely healed.

Risha stood up and was about to walk away. His hand was pulled by his father.

"alright. I'm ready, I'll be with you later." Said mr. arga resigned.

Refusing risha is the same as building a separation wall that has not collapsed back firmly.

"Thank you."

After that, Risha immediately stepped away leaving her father who had not asked her anything. Risha deliberately avoided, because her feeling already knew, what the middle-aged man said.

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Other place. Shean, who had just returned from the office, immediately called Miss Rose and Mr. Gibran to the middle room. The man who just returned from Singapore was so surprised by what happened to his son.

Mr. Gibran is a man who used to be so enthusiastic about supporting the relationship of shean and elma. Because papa elma used to be his best friend who lived in London. Unexpectedly, it turned out that their sons and daughters knew each other. Two years ago, shean found Elma in London. However, fate no one knows.

The three of them were sitting opposite each other in the middle room.

"What's up, shean?" Ask madam rose.

"Ma, I want to talk to you guys about something."

"Tell me, shean." Answer mr. gibran.

The 30-year-old man improved his sitting position.

"I want to get married again."

Madam Rose and master gibran stared at each other. They were so shocked by his son's request. As a mother, madam Rose certainly knew, what her son needed right now. A wife who can love her son, shean needs that.

"Who?" Mr. gibran tried to be ordinary. Although actually his heart was also hurt by the actions of his former daughter-in-law.

Madam Rose looked at her son fixedly. Simultaneously, shean also looked at his mother. Shean's gaze seemed to mean to answer his papa's question. And madam Rose knew who her son would marry.

"Don't remember, my mom told me. A girl who captured the heart of our favorite granddaughter."

Sir gibran nodded.

"Bring him here. Papa wants to see, what does that girl look like?" Pinta mr. gibran. There was no doubt in his words.

"Lusa, shean will take her. Shean's meeting his father tomorrow."

Mrs Rose and Mr Gibran nodded in unison. For this time, they would completely approve his son's decision without any coercion. Moreover, madam Rose already know although not close to Arisha.

In the morning, the doctor had warned to get anita ready, because 1 hour more surgery will be done.

"Mom, the spirit is yes." Proud speech. The teenager was standing next to his mother's banker.

Anita smiled. The hope of the woman at this time only wants to heal and return to her children.

"Later if it hurts, say yes, ma'am." Canda risha's. The three men laughed. It seemed like they had not been joking with Ria for a long time. Since bu anita's heart disease is getting worse.

It has been almost an hour. Bu anita was transferred to the operating room. The tension haunts the three of them. But all are given to the creator, only do'a becomes a helper for bu anita.

The operating room door is closed. A few moments later, the indicator light came on. Signs of the operation have been performed.

Risha and angga sat in the waiting seat with feelings that were hard to explain. Anxious, worried, tense all mixed into one taste in each other's hearts.

"Sister, you're gonna get well, right?" Ask angga. The teenager was very worried about his mother.

"Mom's fine, calm down." Risha grabbed her sister's shoulder and rubbed it slowly.

Angga nodded and leaned his head on his brother's shoulders. Sisilain from the mango, spoiled to risha. Because Risha is the one who is always there for her, two women are great for the pride. Bu anita and risha, those who for years fought for his future.

3 More hours have passed. Angga and Risha looked anxious, as the operation was not completed.

"Congratulations, your mother's operation is smooth." Doctor Zayn smiled, Even though the face of the 40-year-old man looks tired.

"Thank you very much, doc." Answer risha. The relief was clearly imprinted in his father's face.

"Later your mother will be transferred to the ICU (Intensive Care Unit) for several days. After the condition is declared stable, it will only be moved to the usual care room. After that you can see it." Doctor zayn.

"But I want to see Mom now." Pinta.

"After his condition improves, he can be visited later. For now I can't. Because we will monitor first, fearing complications or unwanted things."

"Good, doc." Answer risha. The girl rubbed her sister's back.

"I'm sorry then." Zayn's doctor then walked away.

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After her mother was transferred to the ICU. The goose decided to buy a drink. Risha was sitting alone in the waiting room.

The girl pensively thought that one problem was over, but after this one will happen again. His marriage, and how to explain to his mother.

Risha leaned over, her hands supporting her body with her elbows bent over her thighs. Both of his palms opened covering his face.

Risha rubbed her face many times. Many times also take a breath and take it out. His body was leaned against the head of the chair. His eyes slowly opened.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the entrance. The girl straightened her back, and stood up.

Two men of different ages walked towards him. Two men who take him to a different path of destiny.

Risha stared in disbelief, why are the two men here?, together.

"How's your mother operating, Sha?" Ask mr. arga. Yes, Mr. Argantara and Shean are the ones who came. I don't know how they came together.

"Fluent".

Risha's gaze was fixed on the man who was staring at her flatly. There was no smile on his face.

"How are you?" Ask shean.

Risha nodded.

"Good".

"Why didn't you tell me that your future husband was Mr Gibran's eldest son Winara?"

Risha instantly frowned. Winara Gibran? Who her? Why as he had heard his name, but his memory could not work properly. His mind was full of problems at the moment.

Risha is just plain ordinary.

"You didn't ask." Ketus.

Mr. Arga wastes his breath rough. It is very difficult to talk to his daughter whose hatred for her is ingrained in risha.

Shean witnessed the attitude of the boy and the father. Their interaction is really bad. Shean can guess, that risha's father has done something in the past to make the relationship between the two tenuous.

"May I, talk to Risha?" Ask shean. I don't know risha or mr. arga.

"Please". Mr. arga immediately allowed. Looks like there's a shrimp behind the rock.

Risha and Shean sit in a hospital room that happens to be not too crowded. They sat on one of the empty benches accompanied by various green plants that adorned the garden.

"I've kept all my promises." Shean said begin.

Risha closed her eyes. It was painful to hear the man's promise, Good for shean but bad for risha. But everything was written in the contract, and Risha could not cancel.

Only a small nod was the answer.

"I'm ready to accept any decision, sir."

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