
"where are you from Sia? From earlier your brother called you, but you didn't pick up?! You know, Mama's sick, Sia, from earlier mama's looking for you?!" Said Dirga when Zelisia had just returned.
"Surge?!" Zelisia looked at Dirga not like it.
"Where are you from Zel?" Instead of stepping aside, Dirga asked another question.
"Ck, can't you, you don't want to?!" Zelisia was upset.
"Udah bang's. It'll be a storm." Alesa asked her not to ask anymore.
"Him?! Where have you been, huh?! You just got home. What time is it?!" Said Herson who had just arrived.
"Main. It's nine o'clock, more than half." Said Zelisia casually, while looking at her phone screen.
"Where did you get to gini late?! Do you know your mom is sick?!" Herson stared at Zelisia elaborately.
"Hm, you're alive, right?!" Zelisia said without burden.
"ZELISA?!" Shouted Herson furiously. How could the princess just say that.
All who heard Zelisia's words were gaped in disbelief. Come on, said Zelisia just now, very cruel, okay?! Even though it is short, but the attitude is very beyond reason okay. Her mother was sick, and spoke without burden. It's amazing to be a bad*child.
Suddenly, someone pulled Zelisia out. And that guy is... Dirga's? No, right?! But... Alvaro´s.
"You why huh?! Yes, I understand you are angry, I understand very well. But I don't think it's like this either, right?!" Alvaro stared at Zelisia fiercely.
"Wherever they are your parents Zel, you should still respect them. At least you still have parents. The old man who shuddered lo, who took care of lo. You have to respect them, not even like Zel."
"Lo was angry with me, with Dirga, with Alesa, yes, no problem. But please, don't let your parents also be the impact of Zel. They love you Zel."
"Udah, suck it?" Zelisia asked looked at Alvaro pensively.
"Zels..."
"Udahh, you're talking about a wall. Gw males ladenin the g*la?!" Said Zelisia who went straight from before Alvaro.
'Side...' Inner Alvaro stared at Zelisia's back.
"Why is it mom? I thought I would care what?! Cuihh, close to them, why should I care about nj*rrr?!" Zelisia closed the door to her room.
"That's right, don't think people are insignificant, who usually look for sympathetic grandiose." Zelisia said as she pulled out her book from the bag, and started doing her schoolwork.
TOK TOK TOK
The door to Zelisia's room was knocked by someone, which forced Zelisia to delay her work for a while, and opened the door.
"Why Bi?" Zelisia asked as she looked at the middle-aged woman standing at the door of her room.
"It's non, sought after the same master and mistress." Say Aunt.
"Can't Bi. Tell me I'm sleeping." Zelisia.
"But..."
"Udah bi, I'm afraid if I have to be a middleman now." Zelisia then closed the door to her room, and returned to her duties.
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"That's madam, non Zeli is sleeping mistress." Auntie said it's not nice.
"Yes is bi. Thanks bi." Chelsea Say.
"Udah ma's. Don't be sad. Tomorrow if we can, we'll talk to Sia yeah." Herson cheers Chelsea.
"Yes pa." Said Chelsea with a smile, although his eyes radiated great sadness.
Herson gently rubbed the black mane of Chelsea, he understood very well how his wife felt. "Yaudah ma, papa is done well first." Said Herson who moved from his position.
'Sia, why did you get to be like this? Is that as big as your disappointment as your mom? Mama should have told me the same from the beginning?' Inner Chelsea while staring at the ceiling of his house.
"It's hard, yeah, if you accept them as your foster brother?" Chelsea Mumbled.
Chelsea recalled the time when her brother left her son.
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"Goddess..." Said the stern-faced man who was already lying weakly in the hospital safe, with various hospital tools attached to his body. His already incomplete body did not remove the resolute aura from him, he still looked authoritative.
"Yes, brother." Chelsea answered looking at her brother's shade. Chelsea who sat next to the gurney spoke while looking at the man who was her brother.
Herson was also there, sitting on the sofa in the room, while looking after 4-year-old Alvaro and Alesa, who were active at the time, so it should be monitored always. Especially their position in the hospital. As for Dirga, he was always calm at his father's side, he was afraid that if for a moment he was far from his father, especially with his father's current condition.
"I might not be long. You know what I'm doing now Elsa." Said the man while smiling wryly.
"Sister." Said Chelsea with a sad look.
"A.dad can't say that. Na...later Diga, Varo Sasa how? Hiks..." Said Dirga while rubbing her cheeks that had been soaked by tears.
"Dad sure, you must be strong, baby." Said the man while looking at Dirga affectionately.
"Elsa, son, I'll take it with you." He said, staring at Chelsea.
"Sister... Brother can't talk about that, brother. Hiks hyks, big brother must be strong. Yeah, it's Diga?" Said Chelsea who could not hold back her tears not to spill.
"Yes, hiks, I'm strong. Dad won't stay with us like mom. Hiks, I promised you I wouldn't leave us." Dirga.
"Sorry dear." Said the man feeling guilty.
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"Sister. Brother why brother?" Chelsea are panicking. "Mas, I'm calling the doctor." Chelsea panicked and confused what to do. Herson came right out, and there happened to be a doctor passing by.
"A..dad why... I can't leave you in the first place, hiks." Dirga cried while shaking her father's arm.
Herson immediately carried Dirga away from the man, and let the doctor handle it.
"DON'T YOU?! DIDN'T YOU?! AYAPHH. HIKS, ABOUT FREELANCING DIGA. DIDA GO TO DADDY?!" Dirga said in rebellion.
"Three, let the doctor check on me first. You calm down, son, I'll be fine." Herson tried to calm Dirga down.