Mohabbat
Deteriorated

Two days had passed after the incident that happened in Alejandro's villa. Daisha has recovered, though not yet fully, and she has been allowed to go home today and undergo outpatient treatment until the wound on her shoulder has completely healed.

Daisha looked at Areta wryly, there was a request she wanted to make to the woman. However, he doubts Areta will grant it. Daisha lowered her head, rubbing her stomach while imagining Dareen's face when she found out about her pregnancy.

Do you want to meet your father? I miss him too, we'll see your father after we get out of here. Mom promise.

Daisha sat down as if talking to her own child. He again raised his face, his gaze resting on two people who were cool talking.

"Mc ... Aunty!" call Daisha who is hesitant to express her wish to go home and see Dareen.

Areta turned her head, smiling from the spot looking at the restless pregnant woman.

"What's wrong? Looks like there's something you want to say to Auntie. Don't hesitate, just say it. Aunty will listen" said Areta, smiling. His head nodded reassuring Daisha who still looked hesitant to speak.

Daisha lowered her head, biting her lips tightly. His hand involuntarily squeezed the bedsheet resisting the turmoil that was stirring within the soul. He took a deep breath and slowly broke it.

His brown bead stared longingly at someone who was far away from him. Areta understands the desire of the nephew, without having to be asked, Areta will bring it to Dareen.

The woman approached, sitting on the edge of the lowered Daisha bed. His hand gently rubbed the niece's head channeling the affection he had for her.

"You will meet her, Auntie promised," Areta softly said.

Daisha looked up, her eyes twinkling with water inundated at both corners.

"Did Auntie let us meet?" tanyanya expectantly.

Areta nodded surely while saying, "Of course. Aunty will never separate a father from his son. Neither did aunts have the heart to separate a wife from her husband. Aunty just wanted him to realize his mistake, take a lesson from what had happened. Now we're gonna go home to your house and see your husband."

The words the woman spoke really brought coolness to Daisha's wounded heart.

"Thank you, Auntie. Thank you very much."

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While in another room, the pensive Goddess stared at the clouds from the window of her room. No one was accompanying except aunt. The woman did not have the heart to leave the master without anyone accompanying her

"Mrs, you better eat first. For three days you ate nothing. Don't torture yourself, ma'am," said Bibi staring sadly at the haughty woman who always scolded her.

The goddess shook her ears as if she could not hear the sounds around her place. Aunty approached, the woman actually looked helpless. His eyes radiated despair, there was no hope in sight.

Aunt looked at the pale face sadly, there was much she wanted to tell her employer about the state of the house she had left for three days.

"Madam, wake up, madam. You should return home and take over your position again. Conscious, Madam," said Aunt.

The woman kept her distance even though she knew the Goddess desperately needed a friend. He did not dare to touch her even though he was eager to embrace her. He's not that sassy.

"Whatchu mean? What happened at home while I was here? Say it! Whatever you know, don't keep it a secret" said the Goddess in a trembling voice.

Aunty bowed, saying it was only to provoke the reaction of the Goddess, but unexpectedly the master demanded an answer. His tongue is unable to answer his own questions, but all the answers are gathered in the brain and ready to be shed.

The goddess snorted, turned back to the window, looking up at the clear sky that day. There is sadness that clumps in the chest, tearing apart a feeling called trust.

"You know where my husband is? Why has it been since I woke up that she's never been seen here?" ask the Goddess sadly.

Some quivered when remembering about the man, something piercing stoning the taste in the soul. Bardy's absence since she opened her eyes became the biggest blow to a Goddess. His heart kept wondering if he was still needed? Or have they been exiled?

Oh, remembering that, it's better to die than to live an unwanted life. Loyalty, love and affection that he has been guarding, never get the same reply. Bardy never appreciated his presence.

"Sa-I don't know, Madam. The master always said that he had a lot of work to do immediately. He also left a message, if the Madam asked the Lord would come when the time was free. Just that, Madam," Auntie replied stammering and nervous.

A big secret that he hid well and did not want the madam in front of him to know. Silently glanced at the Goddess who was fluttering at the glass window. No expression or overreaction, still the same as before. Just shut up, and as if I didn't care. In fact, his heart crumbled dimly because it was not cared about.

With a long breath at the end of their conversation, the Goddess lay down on the bed. Pull the blanket and close your eyes. A sign that he does not want to be disturbed anymore. Given the chakra that Areta brought, how was the fate of the firstborn?

The Goddess's tears fell, but she hid them from the world. Enough of him to know his own cries. Aunty shook her head, feeling pity at the state of the master. Her two children are gone, her husband is not coming. He was alone, fighting against grief.

Patience, Madam. Actually you are a good person, it's just the people who are around you who are not good so that makes you like this. Patience, Mistress. May you be happy.

Aunt turned around and sat back on the sofa. Wait patiently while hoping for a miracle.

In another room, Aleena's cries broke from having to accept the fact that she had lost her baby. The condition of Cakra's shaken wife made the fetus in her womb weakened and unable to survive. A bitter reality they also get, the company of the father is in a critical state.

"Mom, I've lost my husband, I don't want to lose my son, Mom. I don't want to. Why is everything like this? Why should it be my son, Mom?" racau Aleena's.

He hugged the mother to spill the sadness, losing the baby was the same as losing hope to survive in the family Dewantara also lost the opportunity to improve the condition of the company.

"It's all because of that blind woman! He caused me to be like this. He must die, Mom. He must die! I don't want him in this world, Mom. He must die!" racau Aleena cursed Daisha.

He stopped the crying, his red eyes burning with a burning vengeance. Determined to take revenge against her sister-in-law, she must feel the same loss as herself.

"Don't be careless, everything must be carefully thought out so as not to backfire on us."

Aleena glanced at her mother, nodding obediently like a cat.

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