Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 176
The eyes of the two beautiful women who were still moist were again cultivating clear fluid when they saw the helpless body of the old man with medical devices attached to the body.
They peck with lips that are equally clenched. Both of their throats could not get anything out of their mouths. Only tears began to flow describing the sadness of the two.
The Lord's hand signaled for them all to come closer. That hand is very weak. As much as possible he smiled and did not show his pain. He also held back that his tears did not come out when he saw his two sad daughters.
Gabby and Diora's legs were still trembling as they approached the patient's bed.
The Lord widened his smile even more. “Hey ... Papa's son, why are you crying? Papa is fine,” he told a lie.
Both of his daughters did not answer. They immediately grabbed the helpless old body from the right and left sides. He shed all his sorrow and tears there. Making God also can not hold back the clear liquid that has accumulated behind his eyelids.
“Papa must heal, Papa must be strong,” Gabby said.
“Papa can definitely fight this disease,” said Diora.
The Lord gave a swab in his daughter's hair, gently and slowly he moved his hand. “Papa is thankful enough still given more time by God to fix Papa's mistakes. If indeed the deadline given by God is over, Papa calmly leaves you in the world without carrying the guilt of Papa.”
Gabby and Diora shook their heads together. “Papa must survive, for our sake.”
Lord did not respond to the whimpering of his two daughters, his eyes turned to look at the two men who continued to look calm.
“Davis?” call God to his son-in-law.
“I have my son Diora with you. Take good care of her, be happy with her all her life. Bestow your affection and love for her,” pinta Lord.
“Surely, it has become my duty,” Davis replied.
Makes the Lord's heart relieved to hear it. His son-in-law can indeed be relied upon to keep his son—Diora.
The Lord turned to look at George who was standing beside Gabby with his hands constantly stroking his daughter's shoulders.
“George?” The Lord called out softly.
“Ya?” The man called the same is still calm. His eyes were firmly staring at the Lord.
“Although you are not my daughter-in-law, I hope you can take care of my daughter. I'm leaving Gabby to you. Please, treat him well, please happy him. For too long he's lived in grief that he can't express, because of me. Put your love and affection on her.” The Lord paused for a moment. His throat is choking great. “Send my regards to my son-in-law, Marvel. Say sorry to him, I can't see him. I'll meet him in the next world,”.
“I'm sorry if I can't see your son and Gabby born in the world. I hope my grandson will be healthy and become a devoted child with his parents. He will be a source of happiness for both of you. No matter what the end of you and my son, Gabby, I hope you keep it.” God still gives a message to George. He knew he couldn't leave his daughter to his son-in-law—Marvel. He knew the punishment of a drug mafia and the selling of illegal human organs internationally.
George nodded. “For sure, I will definitely take care of Gabby with all my heart.”
“Papa say what? Why leave us as if Papa wanted to leave us?” Gabby protested with her father who sounded like he was giving the last message.