The Village Girl

#At least just#

Gibran, currently accompanying Michael, is on his medication to perform the therapy, there is a visible hope of Gibran's smile, but not Michael's, but not Michael's, he had completely given up on his life having to use the wheelchair.

"Gibran, I don't want to go here anymore, because it's all for nothing, I want to go home now I miss my four children " said Gibran.

"sadly you can't give up, there must be other ways to heal you, besides surgery" Gibran said.

"I'm tired, it's been almost a year that I've been trying to get no results, it's been possible that for as long as I'm going to be a disabled woman, if you don't" Michael said, stopping as Gibran, who was, stick her index finger on those thin lips.

"don't ever say those words again, I don't like Honey, you definitely can, you'll get well again and if you don't, I'll still be a booster for you, I'll stay by your side, because I love you so much, no matter who you are, now I want you to smile, and stay passionate for me and our children" Gibran said, while short-sniffing those tempting lips.

"Well, but if in a month's time I can't walk, I want us to go home I miss them" Michael said.

"tomorrow they'll be here, baby and we can stay in this country, if you want" Gibran said.

"no, I'm going to stay with my family in Germany, I don't want to leave mommy's house, and Daddy, and Piter" said Michael, who unknowingly uttered her late husband's name.

"Piter" Gibran said, asking for an explanation.

"Yes, he is the man" Michael said, hanging, as Gibran, raising his hand, asked Michael to stop talking.

"I know there's only him here" Gibran said, pointing at Michael's chest, with his index finger, Gibran's face turned cold, he immediately stood up and walked a little faster, while Michael, who was a little more, who was still sitting in his automatic wheelchair, stopped his pace.

Michael, gazing at Gibran's unconscious departure, that Michael, at this moment, was not moving at all.

a few seconds later, Gibran, who was aware of Michael, was not at his side, he looked back, saw his wife was now staring softly at him.

"honey, I'm sorry, I'm guilty of you" Gibran said, drawing closer, but Michael, saying nothing he returned to his wheelchair.

"honey" Gibran, walking after Michael, who was a little ahead first, with his cold demeanor.

Michael, arriving in front of the room where he was doing therapy, the nurse had welcomed him, and the doctor smiled kindly at him.

"mistress Piter, you're back" said the astonished doctor, because yesterday Michael, asked her, to stop taking that medication.

"Madam, Stevano Anderson" Gibran said, cutting the doctor's words, nodding, not wanting to argue anymore, upon seeing the sharp gaze of the younger man who was before her at this moment.

"Gibran, come out I'll do it myself" said Michael who now no longer wants to fuss.

"Honey, what ?? it's wrong that I accompany you" said Gibran did not receive a statement from his wife.

"i don't want to argue anymore, or I'd better just go home" said Michael, who was about to turn around in his wheelchair, but then Gibran, succumbing to Michael's wishes, he went outside, but when he was outside he could see Michael doing therapy from his cell phone, because he could hack Cctv, the room.

Michael, has now begun, for therapy, he is now standing with the help of holding on, with pain radiating in his waist and back, he said, he tried to stand up to hold her back a few seconds later, teardrops falling from his current eye patch, he was forcing himself when the doctor immediately stopped the activity because he knew Michael, was already in a lot of pain.

Michael, aided by an assistant doctor to sit back slowly in his wheelchair after sitting down, Michael, back hitting his thigh, he cried angrily with his current condition.

"Why????. why can't I move, I don't want to live anymore, if this is the way, even to stand up, I can't, then what else am I here for" Michael said, which is now being calmed by the doctor.

"Honey, don't ever say that, I don't want you to torture yourself, if you don't want to do that, it's okay, we'd better just go home, but never say bad again" said Gibran, who had just come in and was now hugging his wife.

I, being alone, can leave me here as little as I can" Michael said, again.

"no dear, we better go home" Gibran said.

"I said please leave me alone" said Michael, again the doctor went straight from the place with his assistant, to give Michael space, which looked desperate.

"Gibran, I want to be alone" Michael said again.

"But honey"

"Or do we part" said Michael, who immediately made Gibran, relented and went to hold back the tightness in his chest because of the sacred words that Michael said.

after their departure, Michael rammed his wheelchair into the wall with a bang until Michael's head hit the wall, Gibran who was shocked by the desperate action of Michael who wanted to hurt himself at this time immediately ran up to Michael, in the room.

once there, Gibran, immediately turned the wheelchair, where Michael was currently, facing the wall.

"honey, what are you doing, what is this that you say you want yourself, heuhhhhh" Gibran saw the blood, dripping on Michael's forehead, he immediately lifted the weak body and brought it to the IGD room, he said, which was not far from there, and the doctor immediately helped him at that time.

Gibran, not much to say, he knew that at this time Michael, being very depressed, Gibran was only trying to give his attention and affection, through his actions, as he is now after being treated, Gibran , ' Gibran , immediately took Michael, to his wheelchair, because of his injuries, not too severe, and Michael, also whining for home, Gibran immediately brought him home.

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since, returning from America, Michael, and Gibran, did not communicate much, like a pair of sulking lovers, Gibran only gave attention through movement, never said more than yes or no,that's all Gibran did just so Michael wouldn't feel pressured.

even Gibran, currently taking care of his four children, from starting to meet their needs, not only that, he often invites the two sons of Piter, playing like Daddy, their birth, and not only that, and it didn't go unnoticed by Michael, though it didn't say much.

at present, Gibran is feeding his four children, although he never did as long as he was married to Serry, Gibran, sensing that something was strange that made her happy even though she could not express it with words, she felt like she was truly a father to her biological daughter, and to all three children, including Alice, who is now in first grade High School, in Germany.

Alice, who was a child, spoiled for Michael and Piter, is still unchanged, her potent nature is still there even though Gibran, a new person in her life may be because of Jason, who is a new person in her life, did not have time to give it since Alice was small because of her busy taking care of her company.

"Daddy, I want to take you to school" Alice said.

"Alice, baby don't be spoiled once you've grown up baby can already bring his own car, anyways there is a driver, what if someone asks about Daddy, Piter to you" Michael said, the parents at Alice's school are Piter, not Jason, so Jason and Gibran can't go to school except Michael and Piter, even if it's his parents' assistants, because of the strict rules that are applied there.

"heumm, well' is mommy, I brought my own car" Alice said, sad.

"Wait for mommy, recover mommy will definitely take you again" said Michael, who immediately left the dining table area.

"Honey, you'll heal believe me" said Gibran, who now handed the bowl of porridge, his third, to the servant who had been helping Michael, taking care of his four children.

Gibran, walking after Michael, who is now entering his lower room, since the accident, Michael, lives in Mension, the relics of Piter, the house they plan to occupy, after they get married, the family members said, but having to evade Gibran, they are forced to live on Jason's private island, which no one knows about.

"Darling, don't be sad Ok, I'll never leave you again, I'll stay by your side, until anytime"said Gibran who is now in front of Michael squatting to align himself with Michael.

"I'm not afraid, if you go along with her, what I fear is that I'm afraid I can't make them happy, even scarier still, when I see them growing up without my affection and attention, like I can't do anything right now, I'm useless" Michael said.

"hey, Honey, can't you give me a little chance to be here, I promise I won't waste that chance again" Gibran said, pointing at Michael's chest.

"Gibran, I've been trying, but the pain of his departure, still felt to this day, what else when I saw the faces of my two sons, they couldn't make me forget, to Piter, to me, they really look like betel nut in two" Michael said.

"I will, in the place of Piter, for them and for you, if that's what you want but I beg you, don't despair anymore, I love you so much" Gibran said, peeping at Michael's lips.

"Gibran, you will never be able to take his place, because you are not him, so you don't have to bother to be like him, just you be yourself, enough, and if you really accept them in your life, I only ask for their treatment like your own child, and never distinguish any of them, it is not impossible that they will accept you, as a substitute for the Daddy you have killed" Michael said coldly, and it succeeded in making Gibran, who was,fixated on the spot looked at the face of his wife who said so without feeling guilty.

Gibran, still speechless, and not moving at all, as his words Michael, had actually hurt his heart, Tears Gibran, dripping down his cheek, as he was, right now he really felt claustrophobic at this moment.

Michael, who saw that, said again"Sorry but that's the truth" he said as he turned toward the balcony.

Gibran, directly chasing her, she immediately prostrated at Michael's feet, pleading for Michael, forgiving himself, because however the events of that time that claimed the life of Piter, was his fault, his, although Gibran has no intention of harming Piter, he only wants to warn the kind-hearted man to stay away from Michael, his beloved woman, but Piter, stays by Michael's side, who also both love the woman, until the situation is used by others to finish off the man they have been seeking who has always been in the protection of Jason, they are the enemy of Piter, Piter, the truth is that even Gibran, was able to eliminate Piter, but he would not have the heart to do that to the man who had cared for his daughter with great affection.

"Gibran, wake up what you're doing, stand up" Michael said, trying to shrug Gibran's shoulder so that his husband doesn't prostrate on his leg, because of Michael , ''' Michael , did not want Gibran to humble himself before him.

"Let it be like this, just as you can forgive all my mistakes, I never want it to happen, I just want to thank him, and as you know I never even hurt her in the slightest, back then, Piter, had an enemy infiltrating along with my people back then, I beg your pardon, don't punish me with hatred from you, I can't, Honey, hiks.I can't see that hatred in your eyes, I love you more than my own life, if you want to kill me please, but I beg you before that, remove your hatred for me, I'm willing to die, in your hands as long as you can forgive me afterwards"gibran said, now weeping as he pleased under Michael's feet, which were stiff, but there was one miracle, suddenly Michael's big toe, moved along with the other finger, either because of Michael, or because of Michael, who tried their hardest to get Gibran out of the way or because of a miracle .

Gibran who realized that, he looked directly at Michael"Honey, you can move" he said, half in disbelief.

"Gibran, this ...this is truly a miracle" Michael said, instantly wiping away his tears, he cried as Gibran, crying he really did not have the heart, looking at the man he loved so much first, crying before him even in a prostrate condition at his feet, actually Michael, had already forgiven the man, long before they met again, Michael, actually, because that's also one of the reasons why he could crash, because Michael, wanting Gibran, heard an apology from her, and asked her to come back, but the pain, of losing Piter, was, always perched in his heart, that's what makes Michael, sometimes indifferent to Gibran, as if he does not need the man.

"It's a shame we have to go to the hospital, to check on him" Gibran said.

"No need for Gibran, I don't want to expect too much, maybe it was just a reflex" said Michael, who now looks at Gibran.

"It's not a pity try to look at that" Gibran pointed at Michael's feet, which were still moving.

"Gibran, I'll be able to walk again" Michael said in disbelief.

"of course my dear Michael I love you so much, my whole life, so keep trying, I will always be here with you through this life" Gibran said, now kissing Michael's lips, and Michael immediately returning the kiss, and hugging Gibran, trying to forget everything that happened so far, Michael is determined to start a new life with Gibran, now.

"Honey, how about we go back to, Indonesia, we will start our lives again there, and there are also many doctors, therapists we can continue the treatment there, there,one more thing we're gonna be living in mommy's house, Sania's been empty for a long time, there's good enough to help you heal" said Gibran, who remembers his first home first, which he once was, after they returned from Thailand, when Sania, going to avoid Adryan, the house full of memories was long empty, there were only servants and security guards, who were still employed by Sania, Sania, Sania, himself still takes good care of the house through his personal assistant, every month.

all the assets of the property, Sania, are still maintained to this day, even the company of the grandmother's inheritance from her family, the more rapid, at this time , but not a little, Adryan, allow Sania, Sania, using his own money even though a penny, until now, then he asked Rido, to take care of his company, until his grandchildren, ready to take over all of it.

Gibran, decided to take over the company, and upgrade his Daddy-owned company, now the company is given to Gavin, who already owns Allan's giant company, and added again at this time with Adryan's property, which has been divided into three.

Michael, nodding his head, agreed, he himself would not sell his assets and his two sons the relics of Piter, and his two parents, would still be stored until his two sons were able to manage him, for a while Piter's company was taken care of by Jason.