My fault? Or Destiny?
Chapter 5

Mila screamed to find the bloody son, but the wound was small. But the trauma that resulted in her losing one leg is repeated.

"It's a shame to calm yourself pity Hanan if you scream. Later you can be depressed again, remember Hanan currently needs your hug dear!! Stop crying ya." Malik approached Mila to calm down.

"Here let me carry Hanan Mas." Malik hands Hanan in Mila's arms.

"Mami don't cry, Hanan is not crying anymore. Sorry for making Mami cry, Hanan was just shocked because of the hard impact. But now Hanan is not papa, Mami do not be sad anymore yes," explained Hanan wiped tears Mila.

"Hanan if you say Mami must be heard yes, Hanan will know that at this time Mami is difficult to stand. Even Mami has to use a wheelchair to walk, Mami can not take care of Hanan with the power of this Mami. So Hanan must obey Mami yes, Mami this way because Mami does not want Hanan why," explained Mila trying to hide her crying.

"Yes Mami once again Hanan apologized, have you eaten yet? Hanan take in Mami eat huh?" Hanan asked enthusiastically.

"Don't you love Mami tired of wanting to go to the room, Hanan wants to come with Mami to the room or what?" Mila asked while looking affectionately at Hanan.

"You go with Mami to the room, want this tired Mami massage. Yaudah yuk, Papi please push us all the way to dong's room" Hanan ordered with a sweet smile.

"Well, if you think Papi is so unable to resist, yaudah strong grip yes," explained Malik with a smile and pushed Hanan also Mila into the room.

Manda who saw all this his heart became hot, there was a sense of wanting to make Mila not be afraid of him.

"Ma." Mila called Manda and wanted to kiss her hand.

"Loh Malik has been home since? How come Mama is not horrified? Rest first yok eat first must be you laper." Manda did not answer Mila's call, instead, diverting the conversation.

"Yes just got to Ma, let's eat first. Honey eat first huh? You must be hungry too, right?" tawar Malik tries to divert Mila's grief.

"No, I'm not a laper. I want to go to the room" explained Mila with a smile.

"You want anterin to the room? Later if the laper call Mas yes let Mas bring it to the room only." Malik tried to make Mila comfortable.

"No need, Mila can push herself. Dear Hanan you are the same Papi and Grandma huh, you must not have eaten right? Mommy wants to rest first." Hanan nodded and went towards her Papi.

Brakk!

Mila closed the door with a little slamming it, her heart felt hot to see the in-laws who were now starting to differ. If Mila was given a choice she would not want to be like this either. Meanwhile Malik felt very guilty to see his wife in this difficult position. Until a message came in that made Malik excited.

Geck! Geck! Geck!.

"Darling to come in?" Ask Malik who is now in front of the door of his room.

"Let's go. Mas the door is not locked," replied Mila slightly yelling for Malik to hear it.

A ceklekkk!

Malik opens the door to Mila's embrace, while Mila is silent to see Malik behaving in an unusual manner.

Malik opens the door to Mila's embrace, while Mila is silent to see Malik behaving in an unusual manner.

"Thank God Mas if that's how I go along with his horror, no papa Mas later I can also take care of myself why do not worry, Mas" replied Mila smiling even though her heart was not.

"Later if the money has been collected we besa rent a maid to take care of you, make help Mama too," explained Malik looking shady towards Mila.

"I'm sorry if I'm so much trouble, Mas" Mila's lips seemed to quiver to say this.

"Honey you are not at all troublesome do not talk like that again, however you are the responsibility of Mas." Malik put his face close to Mila's.

"But I feel useless Mas should be the one doing all this work me because it's been my duty as a wife. It's a pity why my legs were taken and I couldn't do anything, even to protect my son I couldn't" tears run down Mila's cheeks.

"Mas know this reality is so difficult for you but Mas does not want if you continue like this. Your life is long, darling." Malik wiped Mila's tears with his hands.

"Okay, I will accept this reality slowly. Then I rest Mas I miss this soft mattress," a smile rose in Mila's lips.

"Well it's a little later, yes, you're definitely there can't sleep well huh?? Happy break my dear wife," the kiss lands on Mila and Malik decides to go out.

As the night begins to arrive, Hanan, Malik and Mila decide to fall asleep. Only Mila can't fall asleep, Mila still imagines what her fate will be tomorrow if Malik leaves her for work.

Actually Mila wants to ban Malik, but Mila is not in power especially Malik also has Hanan dependents. Hanan still costs a lot for her school, Mila sighed harshly and closed her eyes that were getting sore.

In the morning, Mila woke up earlier than Malik. Mila wants to go to the bathroom, but Mila cares to take her wheelchair. I don't know who swiped the wheelchair.

Brakkkkk!

My lady!

Malik approached the fallen Mila. While Mila grimaced in pain, tears began to drip in Mila's eyes. But Mila tried to remove it immediately.

"I'm sorry I broke your sleep, I just wanted to pee. But the wheelchair's a distance away so I can't reach it." Mila explained with a smile.

"Semalem feeling is still next to you Dek, ah yasudah yuk Mas helpin." Malik advances the wheelchair and holds Mila in his wheelchair.

"What time are you leaving today?? Want me to get ready??" bargain Mila with Malik who is now pushing into the bathroom.

"As usual darling at 7 am has to arrive at work, do not care you rest first you will still be in healing time," explained Malik stopped Mila because it had arrived in the bathroom.

Mila tells Malik to go out while Malik wakes Hanan to take care of her, now that Hanan and Malik are ready, they have breakfast together except Mila. Malik said that later his mother would deliver breakfast to Mila. The roar of the motor sounds signifying that Hanan and Malik have left earlier they have also had a chance to say goodbye to Mila.

Brakk!

Inconveniencing!