The Retaliation of the Wasted Princess

THE DEPARTURE OF THE MOTHER

Dert..Dert...Dert...

A call came into the cell phone of one of the board members. All eyes were focused on the woman at the end of the table who was now leading the way. However, they hurriedly lowered their gazes as the sharp netra stared full of decisiveness.

Diandra Anastasya Mulawarwan, the top leader of TVC Group. Under its auspices, the company engaged in television media, advertising, banking and online buying and selling transactions can become one of the giant companies in the country even in some countries.

The woman lowered her gaze, staring at the still vibrating screen of her phone. With alarm he raised the call.

" Miss. Your mother's condition is currently critical. He keeps asking for your whereabouts" said someone from behind the phone.

The girl was glued, almost the phone was regardless of her grasp. However, he should not look weak in front of all employees.

" Today's meeting we postpone. Jo?! Let's get the hell out of here "his orders are firm.

" good, Miss. "

The two hurried to leave the building. All members wondered, but they would not dare to look further if they still wanted to keep their jobs.

The car drove to the hospital where Mrs Veronica Mulawarman was being treated. Throughout the journey Diandra's heart was so agitated. Fear began to envelop him. Only a year ago he lost the Papa, it seems he could not if he had to lose the Mama again. If his mother dies, it means he will be a kara in this world. With all his might he tried to hold back his tears so as not to fall.

Jonathan glanced at the woman sitting behind him right now through the rearview mirror. I also feel compassion for the woman who has been almost three years as her boss. A little he understands and understands how the nature and character of the superior. Behind the assertiveness of a Diandra, there is a soft side if it relates to the people he cares about.

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Diandra immediately ran towards the VVIP room where the mother was treated. His cry was unable to be contained anymore when he watched the middle-aged woman's figure lying weakly on top of the patient's gurney. The woman slowly approached and shed her tears beside Madame Veronica.

" Ma, please hold on. Don't leave me alone, I don't have anyone else in the world anymore" Diandra said on the sidelines of her cries.

" Dad, I-forgive me a mother. For so long I-bu has been lying to you. Ka-u's..You're not our real daughter. We adopted you from the orphanage. "

Netra Diandra gasped at hearing that. This made him even more shaken, he still could not believe what his mother had just said.

" Sorry, Ma-ma. It's the only thing the house mom gave us when we took you. "

Madame Veronica glanced at her superior pocket. For some reason since he was about to be operated on, he thought about keeping the object in his pocket.

With trembling hands Diandra tried to grab something in her pocket. An envelope and a pendant, he showed it to his mother.

Madame Veronica smiled as if she was relieved to have conveyed her final trust. Suddenly, his heart rate weakens. She closed her eyes for the last time.

In shock, he shook his mother's body while shouting to call the Doctor.

" Ma, Ma wake up Ma. Don't leave Diandra. "

" Doctors!! Please, my mother, Doc. I don't want to lose Mama. Hix..Hix...

" I'm sorry, Miss. We tried, but God wanted something else. Your mother has died ", said the doctor resigned.

Diandra's body drooped weakly, her cries breaking because she was unable to withstand the sadness. In this second year, he must sincerely return to the lap of the Divine Mama....

Seriate...

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