The Third Match.
Miracle.
In one of the luxury houses. That's at Patrick's house, which is none other than Bella's daddy. Bella looked confused.
"How's Daddy, we can't find Calista" he said. It's really fucked up. If usually Bella is always busy in front of the mirror, since Lita's departure this afternoon, the face of the beautiful model looks dull.
"Shut up, you're Bella! Don't make Daddy dizzy! It's all because of you!" toilet Patrick. Patrick is afraid that Marsel will prove his word to report his family to the authorities.
"Already Daddy! don't keep scolding Bella, pity Bella. He's been devastated by the loss of his son, yes, Daddy scolds him constantly" Mommy defended, Bella.
"Calista ran away because of him!" tuding Patrick's. Throwing a cynical look towards Bella.
"Bella meant, just wanted our family to be reunited with Daddy" Bella said.
The family also blamed each other to justify their own thoughts.
"But that's not the way Bella, with you carrying Calista from Indonesia, without Marsel's permission. Try you think? What happiness do you get!" Patrick pressed his temple with his index finger.
Bella was silent, contemplating her Daddy words was indeed true.
"Sister Bella, I heard the news, brother-in-law has just died" said Bella's sister-in-law, who had just returned from work, immediately joined the family room.
All the gazes were on him.
"What?!" Bella was flabbergasted, staring fixedly at Jossua with her mouth raised. "What's the truth, Jossua?!" cecar Bella, not sure of her sister-in-law's words.
"Do you know where Joss is?" Mommy is not sure about her daughter-in-law's words.
"In my place of work that part of the night shift, busy talking about Madam Laura, Mom." replied Jossua. They throw one another a look.
Good, if the old grandma dies! nothing will stand in the way of my relationship with Marsel. Bella laughed in her heart.
"Well, we'll go there tonight" Jossua continued.
"Don't!" said Bella, Daddy, and mommy together. Makes Jossua's forehead wrinkled.
"Loh, why? Shouldn't we go there, say condolences" said Jossua.
"If we go there, it's like we're in a Jos trap" Daddy harrumphed.
"Alright, if so, I'll be there myself" Jossua left immediately. No longer listening to Patrick's call asking him back. What is fear for? After all, he did not feel guilty about the Marsel family. Jossua is the only Bella's family not to interfere with Bella's domestic affairs.
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"Mommy... wake up Mom..." Marsel's body shook, still hugging mommy's body. Not ready to lose mommy. So far, it has not been able to make a woman happy who has given birth and gives genuine affection for her.
"Sorry, Mr. Marsel, your mother is gone, we'd better let her go" the doctor said, patting her on the shoulder.
"No! Mommy's not dead yet" Marsel said. For the past two hours, she had not commented on the words of the doctor and the nurse. The doctor slowly told her that Laura's mother was dead.
The doctor also gestured the nurse to follow him out.
"How's my brother Doc doing?" ramon asked when the doctor got outside. The doctor shook his head weakly then patted Ramon on the shoulder. "Patient" said the doctor, and only nodded by Ramon. Ramon was unable to speak. His only brother has left. Although his heart was broken, Ramon still tried to stay strong.
"So Aunt, it's been..." Carolina choked. Her tears are getting unstoppable.
"Come on, come on, come on in" Ramon hugged his daughter's shoulder.
"Daddy... Aunt Dad" Carolina's voice raspy face down in Ramon's chest.
"Seett.. don't show your grief to Marcel" Ramon holds his daughters' shoulders facing each other. "We should go in, and comfort Ello" said Ramon.
"Mom, forgive Marsel" Marsel whispered in Laura's ear. "I lied to Mom, but I'm sorry Mom, so Mom quickly realized, I'll fix everything." Marsel kisses Mom's back.
"Ello. We'd better get your Mommy to the funeral home, son" Ramon said carefully.
Marsel threw an annoyed look, apparently not only the doctor who did not believe him but his mother was the same. "No! I told Uncle, Mom's not dead" Marsel argued.
"Sir Ello, Daddy said right, Aunt, already..." Carolina did not continue. Because Marsel's cynical gaze hit him."Enough Carol! you better get out!" drive Marsel away while pushing Carol's body. Carol and Uncle relented and left the hospital and went to the funeral home to prepare to bury mommy.
The clock changed, just before Marsel opened his eyes. At first it was difficult to sleep but once you see your fingers moving there was a little relief in his heart and then closed his eyes, up to an hour of sleep Marsel.
Marsel to the toilet fetch some ablution performing evening prayers in the ICU room next to mommy's bed.
"Oh Allah, if you can still ask, forgive all my sins, give healing to Mommy, and may Lita be in good health, wherever she is" Marsel looked up and took both hands.
"Haus.." - Mommy made Marsel stand up.
"Mommy.. thank God mommy is conscious" Marsel sprang into mommy's arms. Then push the button to call the doctor. Marsel could say no words other than thanksgiving, his prayers were now granted by God.
"Haus.." mom said again.
"Good, Mom..." Marsel eagerly took the mineral water that was still in the seal, opened the lid and then inserted a straw. "At Mom's drink" Marsel put a straw in Mommy's mouth. He drank a little and pushed Marsel's hand.
Not long after that the doctor and nurse came to check on mommy's condition.
"Praise God... Your mother has regained consciousness, what a miracle, Mr. Marsel" said the doctor.
That night, the ommy was moved to the hospital room.
******
"Omaa.. don't go. I'm a kangeeen... Ohmaa..." A five-year-old girl on board the plane made the passengers, as well as the flight attendants, instantly wake up from their sleep. He was screaming.
"Sir, deck. Wake up" an 18-year-old man, who was sitting next to her woke the girl up.
"Hos... hos... hos.." cold sweat slid down Calista's face. Yep. The girl is Calista. Instantly he rolled his eyes around.
"What's up" two flight attendants approached.
"I'm sorry, my sister was apparently dreaming" replied the man from Indonesia who cupped both hands round towards the approaching passengers.
"Oh" the passengers and also the beautiful flight attendants returned to their respective places.
"Decree are you dreaming?" ask the man.
"Yes Om, Lita dream, Oma I died," he said sadly.
"Yes, but don't be sad that the mother of the dream is a sleeping flower" the man explained.
"Yes, but the dream was like a real Om" he said innocently looking up at the man next to him.
"Where do you live?" search the man. Pity to look at the face of Lita child her age living strayed. Thought the man.
"Living in Holland, Om"
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