My husband is my Prospective In-law
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Finally Darren also told about Ansel to Dyra and sure enough what was feared by Darren, at that time Dyra and Irene were really very hit with what they knew. Although at that time Dyra was in a position to hate Ansel, because of improper treatment to Irene, but still the globules of sadness escaped from her beautiful eyes.

On the way to the hospital, Dyra never stopped strengthening her heart. He did not want to look weak, because right now beside him there was a female figure that he had to strengthen, namely Irene.

Irene continued to cry sobbing, her breathing sounding so tight. She never thought that her husband would have to have an accident like this.

"You must be strong Irene. Believe me Ansel will be fine," said Dyra although sounding soft.

"Yes Amma, it's just that I really don't want any of this to happen. I really wish Ansel would come to his senses and treat me well like a wife to him, but I never wanted this to happen, Amma. If it has to be like this, I'm fine if it continues to be treated cruelly by Ansel. I'm sincere Amma, Ansel's from home is fine."

Irene grew more and more into tears as intolerable as she could, while Dyra could only stare with pity.

"Cry Irene, if after you can be strong, because that's what you need right now. After this you have to take care of your husband patiently and forgive Amma if you have to delay to reprimand Ansel," Dyra said then returned to focus on looking forward to spur the speed of his car.

Irene nodded as she continued to wipe away the tears that did not stop dripping.

After 35 minutes, the car driven by Dyra had reached the hospital parking area. Dyra quickly parked her car and rushed to get out with Irene.

The two took a long step, entering the hospital lobby and heading straight for the ER room as Darren had told them. Highlight Dyra's eyes stared far away, the figure of her husband who was currently bowed listlessly, sitting in a long chair, in front of the ER room.

Dyra accelerated her pace. While Darren who began to read Dyra's presence, immediately got up and the two hugged each other tightly.

"You have to be strong, Hubby."

"Thank you dear, but not only me, you and Irene must also be strong."

Suddenly a soft-sounding voice, made them take off his embrace.

"Dad, how's Ansel doing right now?" tanya Irene was still sobbing with tears.

Darren choked and instantly remained silent for a moment. He did not convey the results of the doctor's diagnosis, that Ansel is currently blind.

Irene further tightened her distance with Darren, she demanded an answer from Darren's mouth which was currently still tightly locked without a word. It was obvious in Irene's eyes, if Darren was trying to cover up Ansel's current condition.

"Please tell me, Dad. I'm his wife, so I should know how my husband is doing right now?"

Darren cupped both sides of Irene's arm. He looked inside his daughter-in-law, who currently looked so pitiful.

"You must be strong with what you will hear." Darren then let go of both hands and rubbed violently before continuing his words. "Ansel is currently blind" Darren continued in an inaudible voice.

"What! Ansel's blind." Irene held onto her head which suddenly seemed to be spinning. His body felt limp with both legs that were suddenly weak to support his body to be able to stand firm. Shortly before Irene fell, Dyra managed to hold Irene's body, which she then sat in a chair.

"You must be strong Irene."

Irene looked at Dyra's face deeply. The look in his eyes was now completely foggy, he immediately hugged Dyra's body very tightly, scattering all the sadness that was held in his heart. The pain of what he heard, even for him, was more painful than the arbitrary treatment he received from Ansel.

"I beg God, give my husband a chance to look back," Irene prayed with sincerity, as if she had no pain at the treatment she had received from Ansel all along.

Suddenly a medic approached Darren. "Sorry to bother Mr. Darren. I just want to let you know that the patient will be transferred to the VVIP ward on request, sir. Once transferred the patient can already be visited."

"Okay, thank you sister."

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