The Step Sister of Tiri

63. Besan's arrival

"What's up, Ma? Why look at me like that?" zanita asked while looking at her mother.

"It's okay, as long as you're here, take good care of yourself. Mama can't help you because the victim here is papa. Mama doesn't have the money to hire a lawyer for you. Don't know who else to ask for help? Fahri also couldn't help. Considering how he's been treating you lately."

Zanita was saddened by what her mother said. There is nothing wrong in the woman's words. However, she also wants Mama Savina to try to free herself.

"Ma, try to ask Ayman for help. I know he's a good guy, he's got a lot of money. He must be helping me."

"That's not possible because Ayman herself has been reporting the case since Papa went to the hospital."

"So, you don't think I have a chance to get out of here? Would you leave me in a place like this? I want to go home. I don't want to be here!" Zanita shedding tears. Mama Savina actually did not have the heart but how else, if not like this her daughter will never be deterred. He just wants the best for women regardless of how it is right now.

"I'm sorry that Mama is currently helpless. Mama can't do anything" Savina said. "When you visit, you're fine here. At the trial, my mom will come. Mama go home first. Assalamualaikum."

Mama Savina soon left her daughter. Meanwhile, Zanita was silent, not answering greetings from her mother. He looked at the back of the woman who had raised him.

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"Please forgive me, ma'am. Looks like Mr. Grace's leg has temporary paralysis. So it can not be moved for now, but God willing can still be healed. As long as he wants to routinely do therapy," said the doctor.

Zayna was surprised to hear that. How did that happen to Papa Mercy? The woman closed her eyes, trying to remove the tightness that filled her chest. A drop of tears fell down her white cheek. He immediately deleted it because he did not want to look sad in front of the papa.

When I woke up, Papa Rahmat wanted to go to the toilet. However, his feet could not be moved. The man pulled his leg forcibly to move. There was fear in him when a thought was present in his head and it turned out to be true as he had expected. Zayna forbade her papa to move and called a nurse and a doctor.

The woman covered her face. He could not believe what had happened to his father. Just yesterday he was relieved when he saw Papa Rahmat could already open his eyes. Now Zayna must again grieve because the man had to experience paralysis. Although it can be cured, but still it will definitely shake the awareness of Papa Mercy.

Moreover, yesterday his father had been kind to the woman. Zayna did not want Papa Grace to change like it used to. She was happy with the man's change and wished for forever that way.

"What's papa's situation now, Doc?" ask Zayna. Right now he is alone. Ayman works while Mama Savina hasn't come home since this morning.

"So he couldn't control himself. He kept beating his leg because I was giving him a sedative. Hopefully after he wakes up, everything will be fine."

"Amin, thank you, Doctor. You've checked my papa's condition."

"That's my obligation. Later if something happens again, you can call me like that by pressing the button on the bed."

"Yes, Doc. Thanks again."

"I'm sorry" the doctor said with a smile and left Zayna standing in front of the room.

I don't know where the woman's courage went. He was afraid to answer the questions his father would ask later. I really want Zayna out of this hospital. But that's not the right choice. How will Papa Mercy be? Who will take care of him? Even though there was Mama Savina, still the woman was worried.

Time passes so fast. Papa Rahmat woke up at lunch time. He stared at the ceiling of the room with a blank look. The man clearly remembered what had happened to him. Even now, Papa Rahmat could not feel his legs.

"Papa, are you awake?" ask Zayna quietly.

Papa Rahmat was still silent by looking at the ceiling of the room. Seeing this, Zayna was sad. He clasped his papa's palm and said, "Pa, don't be like this. Papa must remember that there's Zayna here. We'll go through everything together. The doctor said Papa can recover as long as Papa is diligent in therapy. I'll accompany Papa until he's healed."

Grace looked at her daughter with teary eyes. He never treated his daughter well. However, when he was down as he is now, it was Zayna who was the first person present here.

"Why are you so good, Papa. And all this time Papa has been evil with you."

"Papa is not evil with me. I always thought Papa's treatment was a form of teaching for me. Papa don't think about the past. Everything's over, what's important now is that Papa needs to be healthy first."

"Papa will definitely fight to be healthy again. Papa also still wants to see you happy and have many children. Papa still wants to play with them, Papa's grandkids."

"Then Papa must recover quickly."

The two also talked warmly. There's a lot they talk about. Not long after, the door knocked on someone from outside. Followed by the sound of the door opening, two seemed to surprise Zayna.

"Assalamualaikum" said Mama Aisyah as she entered the room where Papa Rahmat was being treated.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mama, Papa! Why didn't you say you wanted to come here? I can pick you up at the airport" Zayna said, kissing the backs of the two men's hands. After that, I hugged my mother-in-law. He misses that woman very much. Although Mama Aisyah often spoke ketus, but Zayna knew if it was a form of affection.

"No, Mama knows you still nemenin papa you," said Mama Aisyah.

"Good day, Mr. Grace. Introduce my name Hadi and this is Aisyah—my wife—we are Ayman's parents," Papa Hadi said on his besi.

"Aisha," murmured Grace. Suddenly he remembered his late wife who was also named Aisyah. "Yes, Sir. Thank you for visiting me. Sorry if I am a hassle. Our first meeting shouldn't be in a place like this."

"No need to talk like that. Next time we can choose where the right and good place to talk. Wherever we meet, everything is comfortable. It is up to us to carry ourselves" said Papa Hadi.

"Yes, Sir. Please sit down."

Papa Hadi was also sitting on the chair that had been occupied by Zayna. While Mama Aisyah sat on the sofa with her daughter-in-law.

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