One Heart Two Sense

One Heart Two Sense
Episode 87's


#Happy Reading's🌻


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After they had fun in the place of the rides, they returned to the capital.


"You've arrived?" Tanya Riani opened the mansion door.


Nara and Ansel greet Riani. "Yes mom, Ans has to go to the office."


"Oh... You guys get some rest."


"Yes mom, good night." Ansel.


"Good night Mom." Nara said too.


"Good night..." Riani smiled.


"You guys really are a very compatible couple. Mommy hope you guys stay happy and harmonious." Lirih Riani looked at the back of the child and his daughter-in-law.


Nara and Ansel took care of some of the clothes, and they cleaned up. Currently both are sitting on a mattress with leaning on the head of the bed. A smile and happiness can never be separated from both. Ansel hugged the friendly Nara, and vice versa.


"Let's start over." Nara looked at Ansel with a sweet smile.


"Let's..." Ansel slowly approached Nara and kissed her. Nara closed her eyes in return for Ansel's treatment. Then he let go of his kisses and stuck the eel and nose together. The roar of the breath interlocked, trying to inhale oxygen deeply.


"Can I?" Tanya Ansel held back her passionate desire. Embarrassedly Nara nodded her head, Ansel who found the green light even extended his smile.


"I'll do it gently." Said Ansel and kissed Nara again softly and deeply.


That night was the night where these two men gave each other love and channeled their desires. The excitement of love seems to paralyze the memory of the two of the past filled with intrigue and revenge. Nara's hard heart can finally be melted by the figure of Ansel who previously held as a big class playboy. There was no limit to anything that hindered the relationship between the two since that night.


Her morning...


The two people who have combined love are still sleeping behind the blanket by hugging each other tightly.


"Emmm..." Nara blinked her eyes. He thought back to every moment last night, as his heart thumped very fast. He looked at Ansel who was still holding him tightly.


"Good morning, dear..." Ansel's distinctive raspy sleep surprised Nara. He also kissed the wife's lips briefly.


"Good morning." Nara smiled.


"Is it still sick?" Ansel asked worriedly.


"Emmm, a little." Honest Nara shy.


Ansel smiled. "Thank you for last night."


"It's my duty."


"When I thank you too. Yasudah let's take a shower... Maybe Mommy's waiting for us downstairs."


"Yes." Yeah." Nara tried to get up, but she found it hard to stand up. Ansel who saw it immediately woke up and carried it ala bridal style.


"Geez Ansel! I can do it myself!"


"How to yourself? The proof is that you can't even stand."


"I can do it myself! Ah... Put me down Ansel!"


"Yes, I'll put it down... But in the bathroom."


Ansel dropped Nara in the bathtub. "You've been waiting for me outside." Pinta Nara's.


Ansel didn't listen to Nara. "Well, what are you doing?" Nara asked while covering her body in her particular part when she saw Ansel enter the bathtub.


"Yes, take a shower... Time to go to sleep." Ansel lightly filled his bathtub with water.


"Can you wait a minute." Nara Protests.


"Liar cepet. I'll have a meeting with a client soon so there's no time. What's wrong with taking a shower? Didn't I see everything?" Tempta Ansel raised his eyebrows.


"Basic bawdy!" Grumpy nara.


"Haha... Take it easy, I promise I won't mess around." His word. They finished the bath and Ansel really kept his promise not to mess with Nara.


On one side, Viana was staring at herself in the bathroom mirror. He washed his nose several times, which kept bleeding. The pain in his head became even worse, even his face was very pale.


"I forgot not to take my medicine last night."


"My face why is it like an undead like this?" He said again, watching his face.


"I have to thicken my makeup a little so that my pale face is invisible." Viana also put on her make up. He suddenly shed his tears and removed them.


"No! I cannot be weak. I have to be strong for my son." He rubbed his stomach which was a little swollen.


"Darling... You're fine with your mom... Mama here will fight for you, baby."


Ddrrr...


Viana's phone is ringing...


"Hello darling..." Say hello to Tony behind the phone. Viana wiped her tears and eased her hoarse voice from crying.


"Well, what's wrong with Ton?"


"Sorry, today I can't take you to the office because my schedule is very busy. But take it easy, I'll come home to pick you up."


"It's okay."


"Wait..your voice why? Like I'm out of contempt." Tony said full of questions.


"A~aku is okay. I close first, I have to go to the office."


"alright... Take care of your health, we'll be married soon."


"Yes, take care of your health."


"Each captain... I love you."


"I love you too." Viana also hung up her phone.


Viana clenched her phone in her grasp. "I'm afraid Ton... I'm afraid our love story won't be long. But before it's over, I'll give you my replacement. The most precious thing I give you. I'll give our baby in good health. I'll try hard for our baby..." Viana's sobs filled the bathroom space. Grief, fear, and worry mixed into one within him.


"I'm off to work, baby..." Pamit Ansel kissed Nara's forehead.


"Can I come to your office?"


"No. You should stay in the mansion accompanying Mommy. And you also have to take a complete rest today because later tonight we will continue the activities overnight." Ansel's words of money interspersed with the blink of his eyes.


"Issha... Fuck up!" He slapped Ansel's shoulder.


"Haha... I went to the office first. Daddy's waiting in the car."


"She be careful."


Viana today was preoccupied by some documents. He paused for a moment because his head was throbbing pain. Viana held her head and slightly squeezed her hair as she felt an excruciating pain.


"My hair is gone." He bit his lower lip and then he took pain medication in his bag and drank it.


Geck... Geck...


"Lake in." Pinta Viana immediately put the medicine in the bag.


"Excuse me Miss, there's someone out there who wants to see you." His assistant.


"Who?"


"Master Maxim."


"Maxim's? Oh gosh... Why did I forget this guy. Get him in."


"Good." His assistant came out and called Maxim.


"How are you doing Viana?" Maxim smiled.


"good. What was? I thought you were back in Los Angeles."


"May I sit down before I answer your question?"


"Please."


"Thank you." Maxim is seated.


"I'm just here to say goodbye to you. Today I'm going back to Los Angeles."


Viana stood up and sat on the sofa opposite Maxim. "I'm sorry I couldn't get you to the airport."


"It's okay. Congratulations on your marriage to Tony. May you always be happy." Maxim smiled.


"Thank you. I also want to apologize for my previous behavior. I've hurt you so much with my words."


"Forget it. I've forgiven you. Eum... My flight time is just a minute away, I'll take my leave." Maxim stood up and said goodbye.


"She be careful on the way." Said Viana and replied to a smile by Maxim. But Maxim's smile faded when he saw the blood flowing in Viana's nose.


"Viana! Your nose is nosebleed." Panic Maxim and instantly pick up the tissue that was on Viana's desk.


"A... I'm fine." Viana snatched the tissue in Maxim's hand.


"Why is this dizziness coming back when Maxim's still here? But have I taken the medicine, why hasn't my belly healed yet?" Inner Viana frowned in restraining her back pain attacking him.


"But Viana, your nose is still bleeding... We'd better get a doctor, let me take you." Maxim tries to get Viana, but is pushed by him.


"I said I'm okay! You better hurry to the airport. Isn't the flight any minute?"


"But you..."


"I'm..." Viana collapses unconscious and Maxim immediately restrains her body.


"Viana! Viana wake!!" Maxim patted Viana's cheek softly.


"I have to take him to the hospital." Maxim took Viana to the hospital.


Hospitals...


"How's Doc doing?" Maxim asked the doctor who had treated Viana.


"Look, your wife should immediately perform surgery to remove the tumor in her brain tissue. If not...."


"If not what doc?"


"If not your wife can't be saved."


"Do your best for her, Doc." Maxim.


"But your wife is pregnant. If the operation continues, the baby in the womb will be at stake."


"What's? Pregnant?!" Maxim is surprised not to hear that Viana is pregnant.


"So it's true that I thought that Tony and Viana at the hotel did it?" Inner Maxim recalled the incident where Tony went to Viana's office to give his clock left in the hotel.


"How's mister? Which one should you choose? The safety of your wife or the baby in her womb?" Ask the Doctor.


"I'm not really her husband, Doc. So I can't decide. But can't both of them be saved, Doc?"


"That's a very small possibility."


"I'll save my womb."


Maxim and the doctor looked at Viana. Viana had just regained consciousness, she heard all the conversation Maxim and the Doctor had.


"Viana... But your life will be the stakes." Maxim.


"It's my decision."


"But Viana..."


Viana stared intently at Maxim with eyes that were already filled with tears.


"My decision is round. I will choose the life of my son! I don't care about my own life! All I care about is the safety of my son!!" Viana said with great emphasis.


"Silence madam. You don't have to worry, I'll try to save you both even if it's a very small possibility." Said the Doctor.


"It's okay Doc, I just want my son to be born safe and sound. Any way. Even in exchange for my life, I'm willing." Viana wiped her tears.


"Okay, I'll try. But you also have to be diligent in chemotherapy in order to control your disease."


"Yes Doc, I'll have more routine chemotherapy. Excuse me Doc, thank you." Viana exits the doctor's office and is followed by Maxim.


"Viana wait..." Maxim held Viana's arm.


"What's wrong?"


"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."


"Forgetit." Viana stepped back but stopped.


"Maxim, I hope you didn't tell anyone including Tony."


"Why? doesn't he have a right to know about your illness?" Maxim furrowed his brows.


"I just want him not to know." Her speech.


"Why?"


"You don't need to know!" Viana turned her body and returned to the road leaving Maxim who was still standing.


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