Trapped in Love Two Brothers
Chapter 53
Dion and the others had arrived at the hospital where Yana was being treated. There they met Abian and the other guards. Abian did not deliberately invite his wife to not happen that is not desired.
Abian knows Dita will be excited because it concerns his best friend. Abian took Dion and the others to Yana's room in the care.
When they entered the room, they were shocked to see Raka there. Raka was also shocked to see their arrival. He had no idea that Dion would visit his mother.
"Why are you guys here?" ask Raka.
"Calm down Raka first, we just want to talk to your mama, so that all the misunderstandings don't happen again "Abian replied calmly.
"There is no misunderstanding here sir, which is a betrayal" Raka said, staring at Dion with hatred.
Dion's heart ached as his son looked at him with hatred. He did not expect that the man he hit was once his own son.
"Where do you have to speak the truth" said Dion approaching Yana.
"Don't go near my mother" said Raka, not wanting Dion to hurt her mother again.
"Let it be Raka, maybe you should also know the truth before you leave" said Yana with a face full of regret.
Everyone gets closer to the bed where Yana is being treated. Raka and Abian stood to the right of Yana. Dion, Feby and Ina were standing to the left of Yana.
"Raka forgive mom, your dad is not guilty at all."
"I mean mother?" raka asked still not understanding.
"Your father never left mother, it was the mother who was evil by giving stimulants to your father at that time, mother had trapped your father, then when pregnant she asked for accountability."
"Well, he must not want to be responsible, he should still be responsible because after all I remain his flesh and blood, but because he does not like mother then he ignored me, he ignored me, he wants me to be born without a father, he wants me to be humiliated because I was born without a father." Raka replied still did not accept his mother's explanation.
For Raka even though her mother is guilty but not with her. He was not asked to be born from whose womb and whose father. Raka was disappointed because she was not the child she wanted.
"Isn't that good news for you? that way your family remains intact." said Raka.
"Tante Feby's family kept telling me to marry your mother no matter what." Dion defends Feby.
"Then your mother was entangled in prison for harming the Arkarna Construction company, your mother was facing punishment" Abian said.
"Why did you lie back then about that miscarriage?" ask Feby.
"I'm sorry, I thought I could marry Dion pregnant with Raka, but I was too greedy with corruption and cooperation with other companies, after I was in prison I was sure that Raka would be taken by Dion, even though I was married to Dion but still Dion was not beside me, Raka mom apologizes for your mother's love being a victim, you also get revenge because of mom too" said Yana crying.
"And for Zella's abduction, it's the idea of Diva, I agree, because for Zella's mother is also this grandchild, I want Zella to be with us, but I don't know that Diva also cooperates with your rival Raka" said his mother explained.
"Raka forgive mom, I hope after this you can make peace with your father" said Yana staring at Raka.
"And Dion please accept Raka as your child, no matter how she is, she is still your child" Yana looked at Dion.
"Surely Yana, I'm happy because I have such a great son." replied Dion.
"I'm sorry for everything, forgive Feby who had made your household messy, here I learned that love can not be forced, that if not a mate anyway will not mate." said Yana.
Raka was shocked after speaking, Yana's condition immediately dropped. Not long after that Yana seemed to be breathing hard.
"Raka quickly whisper the creed."
"Yes, let's talqin the word tawhid." said Feby.
Raka approached her mother's ear and whispered the words of the creed. Then Yana breathed her last breath.
Raka was crying. The one Raka had right now was her mother. Raka has no one left at this time. His heart was broken when his mother had gone to face the Divine.
