The Trap My Stepmother
CHAPTER 69 Hope
“Patricia are you willing to marry me?” pandu's voice trembled, hoping that the mother of his son would be willing to give hope.
However, again Patricia just shook her head. Too proud to accept Pandu's statement, he really does not want to return shaky. “You just go, free is here. My answer remains the same.” Connect Patricia.
The ringing of the mobile phone in the pocket of the Pandu jacket distracted the three people, the man read the name on his mobile screen. “Halo? This is true Pandu. Why?”
Silent for a moment, the change in the look of Pandu's face was so obvious, pale and powerless. It symbolizes that he has just received bad news about something. I don't know what that is nobody knows.
Patricia observed, her heart throbbing uncontrollably. Waiting for the father of his son to explain who and what was delivered. In the head revolved the memory of a small creature in the hospital.
Alana's voice precedes, as if representing the screams and curiosity of Patricia, “Who is Pandu? Hospital?”
“Iya” reply Short guide.
“What happened?” this time Patricia said, she deserves to know, because her son is there, fighting, surviving.
Dilanda was upset and upset, Pandu responded to Patricia's question in a cynical and sniffy tone. Let go of her gentle demeanor a few minutes ago. “Not your business. Excuse me, I'll go first. Let's Madam, Mr.”
It was unexpected, Patricia sniggered because the figure of a man who was so patient suddenly cold untouched, as if the wheel was spinning downwards.
Gegas Lewis follows in the footsteps of his men, while Alana captures the implied meaning of the former lover's gaze. He embraced the silent Patricia.
“You want to go to the hospital? Same with Aunt. Remember, do not let you regret after the loss. Or want to go to the airport?” Alana gave up, maybe this time just let her follow the wishes of her nephew.
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In the hospital two adult men walk panting towards the NICU, especially Pandu after receiving the phone became uncertain direction. Therefore Lewis offered to accompany, and give a ride.
Arriving in front of the ward. Only one person allowed in was the patient's guardian. Lewis had to be willing to wait outside, hopefully anxious. Soaring sky-high prayers for his nephew to be healthy.
The roar of tears was already unstoppable wetting his cheeks, just let the world consider him a weak and crybaby man, a fool. He felt like the worst dad of all time, because he couldn't do anything.
“Im sorry dad, Nak.” Said Pandu to a baby who does not yet have a name. He waited and opened the room, it was possible that Patricia had a name for their child.
Still blocked by the partition, the doctor shook his head. One nurse shrank to tears, starting to remove the many tools attached.
The tears were shameless. Both hands of Pandu cremate the shirt part of the chest. Suffering beyond anything.
Finally choosing to leave the room, after all the results are known, right? What to keep inside. The guide walked over, sitting right next to Lewis.
“Why?” lewis jolted, seeing his men fall apart.
“My son Sir, he ..” has no power to continue his words again withholding the burden. In a blurry vision, a faint silhouette of a beautiful woman stood in front of him.
“He's fine right? Why are you outside?” Patricia sat in alignment with Pandu, anxious about her baby.
At home after Pandu and Lewis stepped into the hospital. Alana conveys her heartache of losing a child candidate. He regretted the attitude of Patricia who seemed indifferent. As a big woman, Alana hopes for Patricia to change for the better.
TB
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can dong ask for his spirit 🙊
thor is again lethargic, lemyes and weak 😬
