The Revenge of the President

Chapters. 44. Because everyone, it's too late.

Arshila was only silent, while rewinding her body. Subduing his gaze with a hand that trembled in fear. Somehow, he reacted like that, when he saw Dave's face.

"Say, aren't you the one? Then why have you been quiet all this time?" Dave's tears run down the river, he's still holding Arshila's shoulder.

"Please, let go, sir." Arshila softly said, without daring to raise her face.

"No, I'm not letting you go. Answer, me!"

Dave was adamant, no matter how Arshila turned him down. He needs answers and a reason.

"Deliver!"

Arshila pushed Dave firmly, to the point of falling. Either have the power from nowhere or indeed Dave who is currently becoming weak.

"Please, go! I beg of you, please go!" Arshila's crying.

Mother Lin and Grace who were watching them, were still frozen in place. Dare not to comment, let alone break up. Both, just wondering in their hearts. What is going on with the young master? He held back the cry with his hoarse voice, not getting angry as his body toppled over. Is he sick? That was how, Lin and Grace's mother came to a conclusion.

"Shi, listen to me. Please, stop crying. I need answers, why have you been quiet all this time? Tell, me!" Dave, who had risen, clasped his wife's hand, pleaded for the first time.

The woman could only cry with her trembling body. The look lowered, there was no courage to stare, although at this moment Dave spoke softly.

"Master, you better let Miss rest. I'm sorry if it's presumptuous, but it seems Miss is afraid of you."

Dave let go of his hand, watching his wife.

Are you afraid of me or do you hate me? I need answers, all my anxieties and fears. Please, look at me.

Tests.

Tests.

Tests.

Dave's heart felt like it was sliced by a knife, slowly but deeper into the wound. The woman was scared, very scared of him. He did not dare to look, let alone answer. There was only a trembling body and tears pouring down.

This is what he was afraid of, if it wasn't Arshila. Fear, how to deal with the woman's hatred for her. Fear of all his mistakes is unforgivable, for life.

Dave lowered his head, letting the crystal fall. Clenching hands, suppressing feelings that were somehow meaningless. He just felt claustrophobic, there was something stuck in there, somehow how to get rid of it.

Dave finally got up from his position, still staring at the wife who kept his head down still with tears.

"Jaga, he!"

He stepped away, perhaps at this moment, he should let the woman calm down. Tracing the hospital corridor with a feeling of emptiness. Dave held on to the pole, as his body lost balance.

All thoughts, focused on the suffering of the woman. How did she live in her ex-husband's house? Living like a maid, was not much different from what he was doing now. Then, why the first time he saw her, Dimas' mother treated her like a queen, peeling the fruit and massaging her daughter-in-law's shoulders. Actually, what's with all this?

Dave held his head, which pulsed. He paused for a moment, the stabbing inside was getting more painful. He wanted to shout to his fullest, yelling out all the burdens that ran in his heart.

In the treatment room, Arshila was already feeling a little calm. He no longer cries, but still mutes. Didn't answer Lin and Grace's mother's anxiety. He simply nodded or shook his head, as the two asked his condition.

"Say, aren't you the one? Then why, you've been quiet all this time?"

Arshila closed her eyes.

I kept quiet, because I knew no one would believe in someone like me, you mean. You close your eyes, Dave, and just listen to what you want to hear.

Now, you've come to ask me about something that's already, too late. Can my honesty change all the suffering I go through because of you? No, Dave. All can't go back, like when we first met. My feelings are dead, so is my body.

Arshila cried again, covering her face with both hands. He screamed in a soft, painful voice.

"Miss, please stop. The bandage on your face will get wet."

Lin's mother hugged Arshila, joined in crying to accompany Arshila. Crying together, making the atmosphere of the room become cloudy.

"Cry, Miss."

"Hiks ... hiks .... hiks....." Arshila returned Lin's mother's embrace.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Arshila had fallen asleep, having been tired from crying all day. Previously, he had eaten and taken medicine, so that Lin's mother did not get spray doctor Sofia.

Grace had already gone home an hour ago, having to immediately do the task that the big lady ordered.

Tok....

"Please come in" replied Lin's mother.

The man who had just come up this afternoon with a fruit basket and a parcel.

"Good night, Lin's mother."

"Good night, Mr. Ellino."

Mother Lin received the hand, which Ellino brought and placed on the table.

"He's asleep?"

"Yes, Sir. Miss, fall asleep right after taking the medicine."

"I wanted to ask her to meet my mother, so they could talk."

Mother Lin simply smiled, not knowing how to respond to it. He invited Ellino to sit on the sofa.

"Mother Lin, sorry earlier. Arshila and I met twice and I didn't know anything about it. Can you tell me a little about him?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I can't answer it. Please ask Miss yourself."

"Well, you're very reclusive Lin's mother. You can be relied upon to keep secrets of any size."

"I'm sorry, sir."

"It's okay, I don't blame you, it's your job anyway."

"Does Mr Ellino have feelings for Miss?" Mother Lin ventured to ask, as Ellino's attitude led to Lin's mother's thoughts since last afternoon.

The man in front of her comforted Arshila and made her laugh. They chatted light things, but were able to make the master forget all the pain in his heart.

Meanwhile, Ellino smiled and still did not reply. He got up, watching Arshila who was sleeping from the side of the patient's bed.

"I feel comfortable with him, he is easy to get along with anyone. It seems, I put my heart on your master. Do you mind, Lin's mother?" Ellino.

"That's not my right, sir. But, I advise you, to forget your current feelings."

"Why? Does your non have someone he loves? If so, I will retreat regularly. Just make friends, that's enough."

"Come, Master. I can't read minds, Miss. But ...."

The door of the room opened, Mother Lin and Ellino turned their heads in the same direction. Meanwhile, Dave stared intently with his clenched hands.

Ellino smiled as she slanted, while stroking Arshila's hair. Show Dave what he's doing.

"The world is very narrow, isn't it?"

Cup.