Scratches of Wound in Fiona's Heart
Fiona's Grief

The rush of rain did not deter Fiona from continuing to run out of the house in search of a taxi. With long t-shirts and jeans, barefooted, constantly trying to walk towards the highway. 

Wet cheeks, whether because of rain or tears, which must have been a deathly pale face. 

He had just received word from the hospital that his father had died in an accident, and now his body was in the hospital.

Her mother and sister were not home. They were on vacation out of town without taking her. Most likely, they had not known the news about his papa. 

Panicked and absent-minded, Fiona tries to stop the car. He stood up for 15 minutes, but no one stopped. Maybe because of Fiona's already soaking wet condition, no one wants to make their car wet. With a chaotic thought, Fiona recklessly confronted a black luxury sedan car that was speeding towards her. 

"Ciiiittss..!!" The sound of the squealing of the car tires braking suddenly.

"What's wrong? Why are you braking all of a sudden?" ask the figure of the man sitting in the back with his body leaning and eyes still closed. The driver looked back with a panicked face. "Sorry sir, there's a girl blocking our car." 

The figure of the man sitting at the back instantly opened his eyes and then sat up straight. "Has he gone mad? What's he doing there soaking wet?" 

Fiona walked up to the car, then knocked on the windshield. "Master, please give me a ride," please Fiona with a quivering voice as she continued sobbing. 

The driver lowered the glass a little. "Sorry Miss, please find another car. I can't give you a ride" the driver shouted as the torrent of rain caused him to have to raise his voice to be heard clearly. 

Fiona just keeps knocking. "Please Mister..! I tried to stop the other car, but no one stopped. Please help me, Sir. This time alone," said Fiona pleading with a sad and heartfelt face.

"Sorry Miss, but I'm in a hurry" the driver said.

"I beg. Just this once. I had to see my father in the hospital" she said, crying. 

"Let him ride." There was a heavy sound from the back seat.

The driver looked directly back. "Are you sure you'll give him a ride?" ask the driver in front. He wanted to make sure what he had heard.

"Are you going to let him freeze to death here?" ask the man with a heavy voice. 

"Sorry Sir." The man then looked at Fiona.

"Well, Miss, my lord has allowed you to ride." Fiona smiled happily, then bowed her body a few times, a sign she was very grateful. 

"Have her sit in the back," the man ordered as he watched Fiona open the front door.

Fiona, who was about to sit in the front, stopped as the driver said, "Miss you can sit in the back." Fiona looked doubtful. He saw a man sitting in the back. The figure of a handsome man with thin lips, sharp eyes, and a firm jaw. 

Looking at the silent Fiona, the man said, "Are you going to keep standing there?"

That heavy voice blew away Fiona's daydream. "Sorry," Fiona said as she ran open the back door and got into the car. 

Fiona looked awkward sitting next to the man, especially when her body was wet. He was afraid that he would get the man wet. He was also afraid of driving his car. 

The figure of the man glanced at Fiona who was squeezing both her hands while throwing her gaze out the window. Slender body, white skin, shoulder-length hair, pale face, puffy eyes, flushed nose, with wet clothes, looks very miserable. Despite her appearance like that, it still could not cover her natural beauty. 

"What made him run out of the house without using his footwear and recklessly block my car?" the man muttered inwardly as he glanced at Fiona.

"Miss, where are you going?" ask the driver who is looking ahead. 

Fiona turned her gaze forward looking at the man who was driving the car she was riding in. "Please take me to Elisabeth Hospital, sir."

The driver nodded. "Well,” said the driver. 

"Miss has arrived" said the driver disperse Fiona's daydream. 

"Well, thank you for the ride" Fiona told the driver and turned to look at the man sitting next to her. "Sir, thank you for your kindness today. I promise I'll pay back later. You can find me at Clover Hill Residence. I live there." Fiona rushed to close the car door without waiting for a response from the man. He walked quickly to the ICU. 

The car did not go straight, the figure of the man in the car continued to look at Fiona's body that had been seen far away. "You wait for me here. I'll be right back" said the man, tidying up his suit and opening the car door and walking into the hospital. 

Fiona walked over gontai while watching from a distance her father's stiff body. The tears that had stopped, now came back out again. Fiona ran and hugged her father's body which looked pale white. 

"Papaaaa..! Why did this happen? Don't stay Fiona, Paa," cried Fiona as she hugged her father's body. 

"How can I continue my life again? Only Papa has cared about me all this time. Please wake up Pa..! Banguun!" Fiona shook her father's body a number of times. The room that was once quiet, was now filled with the heartbreaking groaning sounds of Fiona. 

"Don't you really want to see me get married? All right, I'm getting married, but papa has to get up. How can I make Papa's request come true, if Papa doesn't want to wake up. Fiona please wake up, Pa!"

The nurse who saw the heartbreaking sight could only remain silent while looking at Fiona with a look of pity. 

"Is papa angry with me because I always fight with my brother and mother? I promise it won't be like that again, as long as papa wakes up. Please wake up, Pa..!" 

Unconsciously Fiona, the man who was helping her was at the door looking at her with an expression that was hard to decipher. The man is seen standing with his right hand inserted into his pants pocket. 

The man who helped Fiona was Steven Anthonio Pradigta. He is the successor of the most famous giant company in his country. In the business world, he is famous as a cold-handed businessman. He became a successful businessman at a young age, even his family was ranked one of the most respected families in his country.

The man driving the car was his personal assistant Erick. He was Steven's confidant. Erick was the same tall as Steven and had a handsome face. He is 27 years old, 3 years younger than Steven.

"Sir, this is what you asked for." The voice broke Steven's daydream that was staring at Fiona. Then he looked to the right.

"Hhmmm," muttered Steven while taking the item brought by Erick earlier. 

"Are you planning to wait for that woman? Looks like we have to go, sir, because soon we have a meeting with the client" Erick said carefully.

"Cancel the meeting. Reset my schedule today" Steven ordered without turning his head.

"Okay sir" Erick nodded.

"You wait outside. I'll call you if needed" Steven ordered. 

"Good sir." Erick bowed and left. 

Steven was still silent as he looked at Fiona who looked calmer and no longer made a sound. Fiona just silently stared at her father's body with tears still flowing her white cheeks. 

"Miss, wake up Miss."

The nurse in the room tries to shake Fiona's body. She sees Fiona seemingly limp and motionless on her father's bed. 

Steven stepped quickly closer to Fiona. "What's going on?" I asked a little panicked. 

The nurse turned her eyes to Steven. "It looks like this Miss passed out. I'm gonna ask another nurse to help me transfer him to the IGD." The nurse began to step.

"no need. Move aside. Let me take her." Steven went ahead and pulled Fiona ala bridal style. He walked quickly to the IGD room. 

Erick, who had just wanted to get into the ICU room, came to a halt when he saw his boss pounding on Fiona in a hurry. He felt astonished by his boss behavior.he even had to rub his eyes several times, to ascertain what he saw just now.

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