Two Red Lines

Two Red Lines
CHAPTER 44




That fact was so slapping and painful that it was unacceptable to his heart. ~JBlack~


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"What have you done to the children? Why are you looking for trouble with the Arab Kingdom?" exclaim Umi Raida, mother of Ammar, King of Malaysia.


Deg.


Rafiena's stunned. His body suddenly stiffened. However, his brain could still process the word from the 'pickling child' spoken by uminya inu. 


"A-pa mak-sud, Umi?" rafiena asked in a stammer. 


He ventured to look at his dead face with his mind floating outside. Rafiena was afraid, afraid to hear the words of the woman in front of her.


"Originally you know. You're just a pick-up kid here!" exclaim Umi Raida loudly while pointing to the girl who humiliates the good name of the Kingdom of Malaysia. "You're just a street kid I found when I was hungry and brought home to give me a decent life."


Mencelos? Sure oes.


His heart ached and his tongue was so faint as to issue a rebuttal.


His body seemed to be weak hearing this reality. Rafiena can't believe it. Even the girl fell dumbstruck by shaking her head.


"You lied, right? I don't believe the same words, Umi." 


"Why would I lie to a child who doesn't know how to be lucky?" he shouted in high notes. "You're just a foster kid I found on the street."


Raffiena's tears are flowing. He patted his chest hard to reduce his heartache. For some reason when he tried to pull over, as if the words of Umi Raida ringed.


He realized that what was said by uminya was really real. But he really couldn't. He still can't believe, until soon his body is limp and Raffiena unconscious. 


His mind is forced to remember and accept the reality. Rafiena is not strong until her body is tired of blasphemy and problems, now must accept the harsh reality of her parents. More precisely his adoptive parents. 


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"You're a big shot, son," said Mama Angel panicked.


The woman who had given birth to three children was holding the hand of her third daughter. When they feel the grip of their hands warm, of course Mama Angel immediately turned away from the interlocutor and immediately his eyes widened. 


The face was pale with a lot of sweat on the forehead of the princess. Of course it is proof that Aqila is not okay. Until finally Mama Angel called the men who were sitting relaxed on the mat while enjoying a snack.


"Your sister, son. Your sister."


Axel turned. His eyes were round seeing his sister almost unconscious. Before Aqila fell, Axel's hand grabbed Aqila's head and survived the edge of the chair.


"Interested, Brother. I'll take her inside" Khali pinta told her brother-in-law.


Everyone started to panic. They no longer seem to care about the event that has been prepared. They immediately went inside and waited for the arrival of the court physician and physician to deal with the Queen of Brunei.


"May Aqila be fine, Ma." Adel's prayer stared at the door of the room with his sister.


They were all waiting in front of the room with a feeling of worry. After all, earlier they could still see Aqila's happy face. Why did the woman suddenly faint?


When everyone thinks hard. The door of the room opened and featured the usual female Doctor standing guard in the Palace.


"How, Doc?" 


"What about my daughter, Doc?"


And there are still many questions from their lips one by one. Hearing and seeing the reaction of the family in front of him, certainly makes the Doctor's day happy and envious.


"Queen Aqila was not worried. It's just that he is feeling depressed and has a lot of thoughts" the doctor explained.


All the families breathed. They were grateful that nothing scary happened again. They were all praying for Aqila to be strong through this to the end. Until later, God will give beautiful gifts to both of them as a bonus of everything they do.


~Connect~


Hayoo must be someone who is seneng this part, right?


Do you know the truth about raflesia flowers?


Hayoo says.


Sorry just updated well. The little guy just slept. Just been picking.


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