Love Choices Mas Duda

Love Choices Mas Duda
Nurma


Ardah, however, had to succeed this time to get Nurma out of her husband's room to be treated, insisting the middle-aged woman refused to continue to look after him.


Tiffany returns home after complaining of exhaustion alternating to keep her father and having to open a stall today, this is where Ardan's chance to force Nurma to reason for lunch.


At first Nurma still did not want any more lunch hour half an hour, finally collapsed also after Ardan clever acting plead. Not in the hospital cafeteria around the area, deliberately carrying across the highway restourant which is crowded visitors.


Linger choosing the menu and beckoning the sensitive waiter to slow down time, inviting Nurma to distract the topic about Danu.


Waiting for a while to the toilet, Ardan contacted Gharda whether he could go home or not because naturally it was time to go back to the hospital, and this alone was already past fifteen minutes.


Gharda did not lift it while Nurma insisted on leaving the restourant immediately, with a heavy heart down the hospital corridor to reach the door of Danu's room.


Impatiently, Nurma grabbed the doorknob, Ardan was already frantically behind reading a short message from Gharda just entered saying that Afrinda had not come out yet.


"Dad, I still miss your figure in my life."


DEG.


The voice, canceling the intention of releasing his hand from the doorknob somehow curious to hear the voice again when usually he viciously kicked it out.


"I'm weak fighting without a father, if it wasn't for my husband and my father, I think I could have been vengeful for my mother. All right so I can tell you. I've seen my father several times, even dragging blood from my unhealed hand, ignoring the doctor's advice because I kept trying to see him, at that time I yelled at my father for preventing me from going here I was still sick, when I started to recover I kept trying to almost forget that my husband also needed me by his side, everything I did was worried about you, everything I did was worried about you, daddyh. But what I got from my own mother, to throw me away, prevented me from connecting with you again, he said because we were fathers like this. What is it, dad?


Mom compares me to Tiffany, doesn't want to admit me. I used to hate it, but I realized after my husband and my mother advised me that it should not be like that.


Please wake up, help me to win my heart and love me, I miss you my real parents. Awake up!"


DEG


Nurma slumped after hearing the outpouring of Afrinda's heart from the crack of the door glass, she burst into tears as she realized her mistake. "Afrinda," he called her weeping.


"DOCTOR, DOCTOR I'M SOBER!"


Afrinda exclaimed the feeling of not knowing, the doctor was quick to see the condition of Danu's body had opened his eyes. Nurma ran through the room crying out to embrace her husband, Afrinda mumdur frightened to her surprise she was caught by her mother.


Everything is stable, just waiting for the observation. Egwin stayed inside, the only doctor excused him to go on, Afrinda looked down in fear beside her husband.


"Your mother finally woke up too" said Nurma, happily kissing her husband's face.


"Afrinda mana, ma'am."


Not her who was mentioned first, Nurma turned stiffly to the direction her husband meant.


"Afrindah," called Danu from inside her oxygen mask.


No longer caring about her mother, Afrinda cried to embrace her father's body. "I'm here, dad. Dad," is crying so hard.


"You're okay, you're alive." With his hands still not yet powered cupped his daughter's face looked gratefully at him crying along.


"My daughter's alive" Danu muttered from her nightmare."


"Don't think about anything, Dad. I need to get well, too, I'm afraid I'm losing you, Dad."


Nurma was silent in his place, it turned out that so much love of his father and son, yesterday he refused raw advice from Egwin to try this method, in fact it works. His heart became more and more convinced that Afrinda hated him. Giving space to this pair of father and son his presence was neglected, walking his legs out of the nursery sitting in a waiting chair with a feeling of a million tightness.


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