The Sweetest Feeling's

Life and Feelings

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"Son?" Sofia immediately hugged her new son out of the handling room.

Although Nania's roar was still heard, the man decided to let the doctor handle it. 

Daryl felt that he was not strong and he was almost unconscious especially after seeing a fetal clot that doctors removed from his wife's stomach, followed by blood flowing like it could not be stopped.

"He's a kid, Mama. He's a little kid." The man muttered as he buried his face on the mother's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, son. But you have to be patient." Sofia and Satria patted their son's back.

Daryl's shoulders seemed to tremble and finally, he was crying as well. Nothing has ever made him like this other than a deep sense of loss. And of course, plus a huge disappointment mastered the chest but he could not vent it as usual.

"Take your heart out, boy! It's all the way." Satria tried to strengthen her son even though maybe at this time it would not have too much impact. But at least Daryl doesn't feel alone.

"Strengthen your heart! Because after this is not a loss that will be more torturous. But the guilt that Nania felt." Sofia frames the face of the son.

Everything she had heard from Regan who was immediately summoned the moment they arrived at the hospital.

Daryl was still stunned but the woman managed to stop her crying a little.

"Clean yourself, son. You look messy?" he looked at his son.

The bloodstains on his shirt and pants almost dried up and his face looked messy. He looks like he just committed murder.

Of course, he had previously beaten Hendrik first to vent his anger.

Then Daryl turned his head when his tail caught a motion on the side that turned out to be Regan carrying a bag of clothes for him.

"Excuse me, sir?" The man nodded his head.

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"How are they doing?" Daryl came out of the room to be used as Nania's place of recovery.

"Mirna's mom is getting treatment. His back was injured by a hard impact, and according to his description because of Hendrik's punch."

Daryl snorted loudly hearing his subordinates say that word.

"While Hendrik …."

"Did he die?" The man tightened his jaw tightly. Anger re-emerged when the shadow of a wooden stick was thrown into Nania's stomach and made the baby in the womb forced to be expelled because of a miscarriage. And it happened right in front of his eyes.

"Unfortunately not, sir. Only his organs were destroyed. Next to his kidney ruptured, his lungs were cut deep and some of his ribs were broken. His face especially …."

"Ah, I'm less hard hitting him." Daryl closed his eyes.

Then his attention was distracted when four men in suits appeared and immediately lined up on his left side.

"What are you guys up here for?" Daryl asked.

Regan was silent for a while, then she prepared herself.

"We ... are ready, sir.?" said.

"Ready for what?"

"If you want to …." Regan cleared her throat, then she held her head up.

"We are ready to accept punishment for our negligence" he said, and the same was done by his colleagues who stood guard that day.

Daryl was stunned and he looked at them one by one. Then the man sighed deeply and exhaled slowly.

"There's no point in me beating you." But unexpectedly Daryl passed through it while handing his clothes bag to Regan.

"My son still cannot be saved" said he who sauntered with a lunglai. Of course, her flesh and blood became a victim of the impatience and stubbornness of Nania who was under their watch.

"It's not your fault anyway." The man paused for a while then again sighed heavily, then he continued his steps.

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While Daryl could only stare at him while holding tightness in his chest when they had already placed him in the recovery room that was already available before.

"Keep your heart together, boy!" Satria came back to him and patted the son on the back. But the man said no words at all.

Even the arrival of Arfan and Dygta, as well as his other brothers, did not make him want to talk. They are only present to provide the support that may be needed.

"Excuse me, sir?" Regan came in after knocking on the door.

"Yes?" Darren who responded as everyone just fell silent waiting for Nania.

"There's a police officer asking to meet" Regan said.

"Police?" Everyone is shaken.

"Yes. They received reports of mistreatment from the housekeeper." explains Regan, making everyone look at each other, while Daryl just fell silent.

"I'm the one facing, you wait here." Dimitri got up from his seat and he intended to get out.

"Wait, Brother!" But Daryl finally reacted.

"You wait here too, let me finish" said the older brother and he almost followed Regan.

"It's okay, let me just." Daryl also got up.

"You wait, Nania needs you." And Dimitri had blocked him, but the younger brother remained in his stance. Even dakam circumstances like this Daryl is still stubborn.

"I have to take responsibility for what I did, right? So I'd better come along so that the problem's over with." Daryl came out ahead of them.

And there was nothing Dimitri could do but allow his sister to go with him because she should.

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"So, from this can be concluded that the persecution occurred in self-defense, right?" The police for the umpteenth time asked to confirm the information that had been obtained.

For about two hours they interrogated Daryl who said everything that happened when he saw Nania being hit by hard wood by Hendrik. Next, chaos happened.

"Rubber, Sir. As my sister said if the man attacked his wife first." Dimirtri did not back down at all from his sister's side.

"And we know that the result of the persecution caused a very severe injury" said the police, who matched the statements of Daryl and Dimitri with reports from the housekeeper as well as the hospital.

"Indeed. And do you also know if his blow to my wife caused us to lose the fetus he was carrying?" Daryl answered and briefly made the police officer silent for a moment.

"I don't care if you want to put me in jail for this. But can you give me back my son?" Daryl's logic is in reverse right now.  

There was nothing more he thought of than a fetus that had been missing from Nania's womb.

"I'm wrong for beating up a bastard who's been torturing my wife for years? What will they get after this? Even after we lost a child it didn't seem like it would be enough."

Dimitri squeezed his sister's shoulder to make her stop talking.

"This is our first child, sir. And getting it is very difficult, so am I overreacting like that?"

"And the Father saw when he struck my wife's stomach without mercy for trying to save her mother whom he had forced to live. Or if you heard my wife scream when the doctor took our baby out, what would you feel? How was your heart after seeing all that?"

"Day!!" Dimitri shook his shoulders until Daryl stopped.

"I even felt sorry for not killing him. Because the lives that have been lost should have been avenged by taking his life as well." But it seems that Daryl doesn't want to stop, and he's venting his feelings.

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