WIFE TO YOUNG MASTER PSYCHOPATH

32. Still Alive

The events of the day were unable to divert the bad memories that had already scratched the wound in Zizi's heart, the intravenous fluid that always made him want to always fall asleep. Not a bit to relieve his feelings.

Zizi opens her eyes finding herself lying weakly in the hospital, her current memory only on Kenzo as well as the two baby Er, her heart and feelings cracked to pieces without knowing what to endure.

'Should I give up?'

'If it wasn't fate I was fighting, I would have won, right?'

'If I could repeat, the happiness I get from the arrogant. I will never be wasted, but do not regrets always come at the end?'

Zizi's vegetables heard Darel's voice yelling at a woman in front of the room where Zizi was lying now.

"Don't move dear." Darel's new voice came so very soft.

"Want to eat apples? or wine?"

Zizi had no intention of answering Darel's remarks.

Turning his face against the wall, he recalled how Kenzo had made herself queen of the mansion. The shadow of Kenzo's smile was ringing dancing in his eyes which had now begun to dew again.

'Is there any hope for me to be happy again, even if the test comes in a row. Please believe I'm God.'

"Darling ... are you still mad at me?" Darel kissed Zizi's hand. "I want to have you all" he continued.

Ringing the phone with a small volume makes Darel reach for the flat object in his pants pocket, he then shifted the green button and then stick it on his cheek.

"What's wrong?"

"Sir, the two baby Er's fever is getting higher."

Darel felt unsafe talking near Zizi, he then walked out of the room.

•••••

Erlan and Erlon were eventually taken to the hospital, because the medicine Divya gave had no reaction at all. The distance from the room where Zizi is far enough, Darel does not want Zizi to know two baby Er are also treated, he also accidentally put two baby Er far apart.

"Niko and Jesi take care of this baby, while you Anton remains standing in front of Zizi's room with some Bodyguard. I want to go home for a while to mama's house."

"Sir, what if Madame Zizi finds out that two baby Er are sick?" Anton asked because he knew a mother's instincts were very strong.

"He wouldn't know if you didn't tell him. I'm gone first."

Darel's car spotlights illuminate the road, he wants to go home to tell Angel's mistress that he already has a future wife. So Madam Angel doesn't keep setting her up with Oliv.

After nearly thirty minutes, Darel entered the towering golden-brown iron gate, a security guard quickly opened the gate for Darel after Darel entered he quickly closed the gate back. Inside the courtyard were two luxury cars parked. Darel rushed in towards his orange-colored residence.

Darel exhaled violently when he saw that Oliv's extended family had already gathered in the family room. Now he couldn't dodge when everyone's gaze was on him.

"Well, that's my son jeng has come. Here son, you know the Oliv family."

Darel forced himself to smile, as he introduced himself to the Oliv family members, actually he was very uncomfortable especially he had to answer every question Mr. Alex problems about the company that Darel had taken over from the late Mr. Bram.

The body wrapped in bandages all over the thin dry body, has long been lying in a coma and there has been no change.

"Sir, we shouldn't take young master out of the country to get better treatment."

The woman, who is about 40 years old, approached the figure sitting in a wheelchair while staring out the window. There were only tall trees, not a single illumination except for lantern lights.

"Call me Hercules, so that it may sound familiar."

"But Tu–"

"Daniar, how many times do I have to say that."

Daniar lowered his head he was unable to look at the face that already had wrinkles on some of those skin lines. However, it was undeniable that the middle-aged man still looked handsome. He found Hercules a few months ago while searching for firewood. The situation of Lord Hercules at that time was very concerning.

"I owe you my life, Niar, so I don't want to trouble you anymore."

"No Tu .. ah I mean Hercules. I'm helping you because you were in need of help."

**flashback**

The sound of a car explosion was very clear in Daniar's ears, he was sitting resting on a very large shade tree, at that time he was resting for a moment before continuing to look for firewood.

He then approached the burning car with a feeling of anxiety, he did not dare to approach because the fire was so big on the surrounding car there were also dry branches that were certainly ready to be in the red whiz.

The groaning of people who asked for help made Daniar look for the source of the voice.

Not long after he saw a man whose clothes had been tattered camping, and was wounded everywhere Daniar without a second thought wanted to help the man, but before he managed to lift her up the male voice made her feel pity.

"Ba-help sa-me .. un-to find whose body .. sa-saja." the voice of Hercules stammered.

It was Mr. Hercules who managed to get out of the car just before it exploded.

"Jasad for what?"

Daniar was still wondering what Hercules meant, Because Hercules was no longer strong enough to speak he then wrote the sentence on the ground with his finger. Daniar then understood he was taking a wagon which he always carried in search of wood to take Hercules' master to his small hut away from the hustle and bustle of the capital.

He treated the wounds of the Lord Hercules using only natural herbs that were able to stop the bleeding in some of the wounds of the Lord Hercules.

"I've already treated Ada Mister, so I have to find out go first for a while."

Daniar recalled yesterday that someone had died and no family had admitted to it so he took the initiative to dismantle the tomb and change it, so that people thought it was indeed the body of Hercules. Whether it was a coincidence or God had planned it turned out that the blood type of the man and lord Hercules turned out to be the same.

Daniar cleverly erases his tracks so that others do not know where he is, all this time he lives alone in the wilderness because he used to work in the city but his employer wants to rape him. So he fled and hid so that his master could never find his existence again.

Although living alone Daniar does not feel the slightest fear because for him to live surrounded by hypocrites who are more afraid Daniar.

He took sincere care of Hercules without expecting anything in return, but as time went on he felt that there was a fine beat in his heart. As he stared into the shady eyes of Hercules.

**flashback**