
Be ill. One word when felt by Daisy who can only see her daughter's marriage through a video. She was not given permission by her husband to attend the Princess' wedding. Though her husband himself secretly monitor how the process of his hijab goes. However, with his selfishness he still did not want to show himself before the princess and the Arga family who accepted his daughter sincerely.
Inside the house, Daisy has been trying to get out. But because the guard for him was too strong, he could do nothing. Only tears kept wetting her cheeks as she could not watch her daughter's wedding.
In the spacious room, Daisy can lament helplessness as a mother who always can do nothing for her child.
"It was too cruel for my husband to his own daughter. Why can't the cruel nature he possesses disappear? When will he realize? Wasn't he himself injured? Until when will he keep pretending not to care about Reena?" Daisy took out the whole mess in her heart.
Over there, Excel who secretly kept watching the event of the hijab between Arga and Reena could only withstand the tightness in his chest. Under the guise of a hotel maid, Excel could clearly hear the legitimate word that echoed in her ear, a sign that the princess was now legally a wife of Arga Dinata. I don't feel like her tears just escaped. However, the tightness in the chest must be replaced with a sense of heat when given the condition of Arshen who is a prisoner of people who do not want this marriage to happen.
"How's it?" ask Excel when you get a call from Rey.
"I've managed to get information on where the child's Master is, sir. Right now the child is in the hospital in shock" Rey explained across the phone.
Without wanting to waste any more time, Excel immediately headed to the hospital to see Arshen's condition immediately.
"Look. I will teach a lesson to the man who has dared to play with my family" Excel growled with his sharp eyes.
Meanwhile, Arga also just got a message from Janu who said that Arshen is currently in the hospital because he almost got hit by a car. Without thinking anymore Arga stepped on the accelerator pedal high to make Ane who was beside him feel scared.
"Sir Arga, slow down! I'm scared," Shereena said.
"You just calm down. We need to get to the hospital right away because Arshen is there right now."
Hearing Arga's words, Shereena's chest immediately murmured loudly. It was very interesting to point a variety of questions to Arga, but when he saw Arga's scary face made Shereena choose silence. He could only pray in silence.
It was only about ten minutes that the two had reached the hospital where Arshen was. Arga quickly brought Shereena who was still wearing a wedding dress to enter the hospital.
Many pairs of his eyes were staring strangely, but the two did not care because this cold moment both of them were soon to meet his son.
"Sus, where the child's room had just been in an accident a few minutes ago," asked Arga to one of the children he met.
"Sorry, Sir. But today there are no accident patients referred to this hospital. Maybe you are in the wrong hospital" said the nurse.
"We're not at the hospital, Sus. Because my boys told me that Arshen was taken to this hospital."
"Name Arhsen. She was about 5 years old and her hair was a little curly" explained Arga who was impatient.
"Her gender?"
Arga immediately slit his eyes. "Obviously his name is Arshen, definitely male. What the hell, Sus!" grumbled Arga who held back his sense of regret.
"All right, please wait a minute. I'll check your son's data." The sisters leave Arga and Shereena.
"Basic, the hospital sucks!" gerutu Arga after the sister's departure.
"Sister!" Shereena tries to calm Arga down.
If Arga is still waiting for further news from Sister to find out which room Arshen is treated in, different from Excel who had arrived earlier in the room Arshen
Currently Excel can only look at the boy in front of him. Even the arrival of Excel was not noticed by Arshen because the boy was fixated on seeing the figure sitting next to him.
A girl who had a sweet smile and dyed hair, made Arshen gobsmacked. During this time he had met many girls his age, but not as beautiful as the girl in front of his eyes at this time.
"Hi .. are you okay?"
Arshen nodded slowly. "Yes. I'm okay. Who are you?"
Kenza just smiled a little at Arshen asking his name. "I'm Kenza. But you can call me Eza. By the way, you're not papa are you? Forgive my Daddy for—"
"No need to apologize. I should be thanking you and your Daddy that I could be free of the criminal's hands" said Arshen, who cut off Kenza's words. "But by the way, don't you want to ask me what my name is?"
Kenza blushed in shame. However, when he looked up beside Arshen, he felt very surprised by the presence of unknown people.
Arshen who was curious by Kenza's eyes also immediately turned to her side. He was also very surprised by the presence of an unknown figure. Could it be that it was a villain figure who had discovered the existence of Arshen?
"Who are you?" asked Arshen with some misgivings.