
"It seems that Mr. Paris is very afraid to know that Miss Morin was found to be your cousin, why?" Hanaria was interested in wanting to know, she wondered why the look on the man's face had changed.
"I'm sorry Miss Hana, I can't tell you. This is my privacy and Morin's. Again forgive me," said the Parisian trying to change the look of his face back to normal as before.
Hanaria had no intention of forcing, since it was not her, she simply nodded her head, and returned to focus to give a little explanation to the man that the father called by Lania, the little girl who had become his little friend.
"I originally thought that Lithuania was the result of an illicit relationship between Mr. Paris and Ms. Morin" Hanaria said, staring at the door of the action room, which was still tightly closed.
"After seeing, Mr. Mahendra was ambushing Ms. Morin in one of the malls some time ago, I felt that the two seemed to have had a relationship in the past," said Hanaria again looked towards Paris sir.
"Was Mr Mahendra the son of Sundana's mistress Alhandra Liem, the owner of the famous mining company?" cut out the Parisian sir making sure.
"Yes, he's the one" Hanaria said as she nodded.
"That bastard! Morin never wanted to say who the father of Lithuania was. But-" Mr. Paris seemed to think for a moment, there was something strange he thought. He knew his cousin Morin, a woman who since she loved luxury and lived with fun. But why not use her pregnancy to blackmail the wealthy Mahendra.
"But why Paris?" asked Hanaria who saw the Parisian sir as if she was thinking about something.
"Ah-, it's okay Miss, please continue Miss Hana's words earlier," said the Parisian sir who seemed reluctant to continue his words, he tried to throw away the terrible things that suddenly appeared on his head.
"I asked a detective to investigate what kind of relationship Miss Morin had with Mr. Mahendra. That's what I do because Mr. Mahendra is the husband of my sister named Firlita," explained Hanaria who suddenly felt very sad when she mentioned the name of her adoptive sister.
The bitterness of life experienced by Firlita that he had witnessed made his chest pain again felt, it felt like he really wanted to reduce the head of the husband of his adopted sister.
"Miss' sister who just died a few days ago?" mr. Paris recalled seeing the news on television for the past three days. He shuddered in horror to imagine that his cousin Morin was in the position of Firlita at that time. Shadows of horror that had passed in his mind before about Mahendra again penetrated his mind so he had to shake his head hard.
"Are you okay, Mr Paris?" Hanaria who had noticed the change in the look of the face of the Parisian sir felt that there was something strange about the man who was talking to him.
"T-no, I'm fine Miss Hana," said the Parisian stammer.
Hanaria only looked at the face of the Parisian sir without even wanting to force the man to speak. He then continued his previous conversation which had been interrupted.
"From the results of his investigation, the detective gave me a statement, if Miss Morin really ever conceived the child of Mr. Mahendra. It happened while they were celebrating school graduation. A few months after her pregnancy was discovered by Mr. Mahendra, Ms. Morin disappeared somewhere" Hanaria said, staring at the face of the Parisian.
Inwardly, Mr. Paris had condemned his folly, who wanted to marry his own cousin at that time, so that the child in the womb of Morin could be born without reproach from the neighbors.
"To prove it, I asked Firlita to help take a sample of hair and toothbrush belonging to Mr. Mahendra. And that was the cause of Firlita's death" Hanaria said with a sad look.
"What does Morin have to do with being dragged?" ask Paris does not understand.
"Yes I remember Miss," he said quickly.
"That pendonor is Miss Morin. And he did it out of payment, not out of sincerity for his own daughter,"
"And somehow, Miss Morin even reported that I forced her to become a donor" Hanaria continued.
Mr. Paris looked at Hanaria's face, the question that had stuck him in the chest was now answered already. During this time he had asked Morin to be a donor to Lania, Morin's daughter who he adopted through an orphanage, but his cousin always refused him tightly.
About two weeks ago he was shocked to see Morin check his spinal cord match to donate it to Lithuania. Again, Paris cursed himself inwardly, who was too trusting of his cousin Morin's every lie. It turned out like Hanaria told me that was what happened.
"It turns out, what Miss Morin did turned to attack her, sir Paris. I have proof of bank transfer, and the hospital has an agreement on the readiness of Ms. Morin to become a donor, and all that evidence is in the hands of the police. In addition, Miss Morin was also caught in the criminal for abandoning Lithuania, her biological daughter," Hanaria explained clearly.
Mr. Paris was still speechless as he pondered what he had heard from Hanaria. It seemed that his cousin had to bear and reap the consequences of his actions all this time on his innocent daughter.
The poor little girl was hardly born into the world, because her mother tried to kill her while she was still in the womb. All kinds of drugs he had swallowed to poison his womb so that his son died there.
Fortunately, Lania was not born disabled by her mother, but the will of the Powerful One, the little girl had to have cancer that almost killed her, we don't know, it turns out that fate brings his mother to be responsible for all the evil deeds of the cruel mother through the disease of cancer of Lithuania. It's still in this world, not to be finished, the inner Parisian sir.
"Suster!" Hanaria immediately approached the nurse who was carrying Lania on her patient's train out of the operating room.
"How are the sisters in Lithuania?" hanaria asked, after she was on the side of the Lithuanian train.
"Lania's patient is fine, now she needs a lot of rest Miss" said one of the nurses.
"May I see him for a moment?" hanaria Pinta.
"Please Miss" said the nurse again.
Hanaria then brought her face closer to the pale face of Lania. The operation, which lasted almost ten hours, certainly made the little girl tired even though under the influence of total anesthesia.
Firlita's loss traumatized Hanaria, and she was so worried that Lania would leave her as well.
"All will be well Lithuania. You can definitely go to school again," Hanaria softly muttered as she rubbed the scattered Lithuanian children on her little forehead.
Mr. Paris, who was standing in the back, only noticed what Hanaria was doing like a mother to her daughter. Lithuania never got the love of a mother, neither Morin his birth mother, nor the wife of the Parisian sir.
Once enough was felt, Hanaria let the nurses take Lania away to rest in the prepared room.