Young Mom's

Young Mom's
PART 54'S



The night wind gently swept through her hair strands, her hands tightly grasping the coffee cup with an occasional gulp. The look of tired eyes was occasionally peaceful.


"Hello," she said as her phone rang.


"Tomorrow. Daddy's in the hospital, come later with the others. Hm, Daddy also wants to say something, Good night."


Tut's.


The phone connection was cut off, long breaths were heard. Sretti... Geras looked back at the sound of the seat, seen Azrel sitting with a blanket he was carrying.


"Want to hear a story?" Agas asked while looking at Azrel, Azrel just fell silent without answering.


Agas smiled faintly and sat down beside Azrel, on his coffee cup he was carrying. Then took the blanket that Azrel carried, his hands deftly enveloped Azrel's body which had been silent.


"You wanna listen?" Azrel nodded softly, while Agas smiled thinly on his body he rested with his eyes closed. Slow breathing sounded, his mind began to focus on the events of several years ago.


Flashbacks.


"So you said Agas, don't pay him back!" Shouts of a man with a hand clutching the report of his men.


"I don't take it, bang. They made me lose my niece!" Agas Strictly.


The man let out a rough sigh and leaned his body on his seat of power, "But nothing like this Agas. Don't you realize that you indirectly killed him?"


"I'm sober. Didn't Grandpa say life is avenged?" Say Agas with his slanted smile.


"You don't be like Agas' grandfather, you don't like it. Don't be a murderer" Agas said he didn't like hearing his brother's words.


"I don't care. Because of them I lost my niece, your son bang. I don't accept it! they're happy to hear you lost your successor."


"Don't know, you also feel what you feel. Even more, but you have to keep your emotions Agas, lest you get caught up with your own emotions," he said softly.


Agas did not answer, then turned to leave his brother's room with a bad feeling. While someone called Brother by Agas closed his eyes tired.


"Bang Saga," Call someone.


Saga opened her eyes slowly as Deon stood in front of her with a hunting breath, "That, Agas accidentally bumped into someone bang."


"What! How could? Where is he now?" Shouted Saga while standing up from her seat.


"At the hospital where Seira's sister was treated bang," Saga immediately ran out of her room.


His car drove quickly with an anxious look clearly visible on his face. He was worried about his sister's situation.


Saga ran down the hospital hallway, her legs stopping to step when she found the room where Agas was being treated. His feet slowly stepped into the ward, looking weakly lying Agas with a bandage on his head and a stuck infusion on his back.


"Why is this so? you must have broken what you said at that time," said Saga when remembering if he always warned Agas not to bring a vehicle when his mood was not happy.


His hand stroked Agas' head slowly, His heart did not calm down to see his beloved sister in this situation. Especially with his wife who suffered a miscarriage.


"Well... Bang, called by the families of the victims," said Deon who just came with a breath of excitement.


Saga looked at Deon and nodded slowly, "Which father's mother?"


"They take care of Seira" Deon replied and sat down on the sofa in Agas' ward. Saga nodded then stood up from her seat.


"Abang titip Agas, take care of it properly," Deon nodded then walked up to Agas, his buttocks he was sitting on the side seat of the hospital bed Agas.


"I'm actually jealous of you, but I can't hate you. Heals quickly," muttered Deon, His hand stroking Gnat's head gently. Although there was envy to see Saga pampering Agas but Deon could not hate this sister.


Saga goes into a large nursing room with a hospital bed lined up opposite each other. Saga stepped closer to a woman who was lying weakly and beside her was a middle-aged man who was looking at her heartily.


"Excuse me," Saga said.


The woman's pale face smiled faintly, "What the hell. I forgive him, I'm wrong here too."


Saga smiled faintly, "Thank you for your generosity. What do I have to do to get back at it?"


The woman smiled faintly, her eyes glancing at the middle-aged man beside her, "May I ask you something?"


"Yes, please."


"I want you to take care of my son," Saga frowned at his puzzled forehead.


"That" said the woman, pointing at the two children in the hospital bed facing her.


"Please take care of them as you take care of your own child. I'm not sure I can take care of them anymore" he said in a soft voice.


"What do you mean? You still have plenty of time," Refute Saga.


"I don't think so. I can't, my dad's already not able to take care of both of them and I think. I do too," he said with a hand that clasped the hand of the middle-aged man beside him.


"But-"


"I beg the young man. Take care of my two grandchildren" said the middle-aged man.


Saga covered her lips with a thoughtful mind, her legs stepped closer to the twins who were in poor condition.


"Are you sure I'm the right person?"


The woman smiled, "I'm sure, this is the most appropriate choice."


Saga sighed softly, "Alright, I will try to keep this trust."


The look on the face of the middle-aged woman and man was relieved, "Thank you son."


"It's okay, I should thank you. You gave me the angel I always dreamed of," Saga gently stroked the cheeks of the two children.


The middle-aged man approached Saga, then handed something to Saga, "I leave this to you, I beg you. Take good care of them."


Saga saw the white gold necklace, "Azrelio Ardana, Azralia Ardenia?"


"That's their name," Saga nodded, "Can I change their last name to Margaku?"


The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, at once the look on Saga's face was bright and then looked at the two children, who were about a year old, "welcome to your new family, Azralia Xaverius and you Azrelio Xaverius," She whispered in a soft tone.


Unknowingly, Agas saw the incident at the door by sitting in a wheelchair, "Bone sis," he said slowly.


Deon nodded then pushed Agas' wheelchair back into his ward.


Flashback.


Azrel looked down deeply, while Agas continued to tell him, "It's there first. It's late, you have to sleep."


"With Daddy," Cicit Azrel, agas nodded and pulled Azrel's hand back into the room Airin, seen Agion who fell asleep on the sofa with the tv on, Alga who fell asleep while hugging Airin.


Agas first approached Airin and then kissed her girl's forehead gently, "Quick conscious dear. I miss you" He whispered.


Agas pulled Azrel into a bed that was enough for two people in this VVIP room, "Sleep," Agas said as he stroked Azrel's hair who was now lying beside him.


Azrel hugged Agas tightly, drowsiness immediately attacked when he felt the warm embrace he always missed from his father, "Mafin Azrel," Cicit Azrel.


Agas smiled sweetly and then patted Azrel's shoulder, before long a soft snoring sounded. Agas lowered his face to see Azrel's peaceful face, "Daddy dear Azrel, don't ever get mad like that again at Daddy Azrel."