The Exchanged Bride
Special Episode - Painting

Haira had returned with her painting equipment. He sat on the chair and put the canvas on.

"Kania, what do we want to paint?" ask Haira.

"Paint ourselves."

"where can. We don't have his picture. If you look in the mirror, it's not good."

"That's easy, let's take a picture with this." Kania showed a polaroid camera that had been on her lap since when.

"From Aiden, huh?"

Kania nodded. They also took selfies immediately.

After the photo is printed, Haira pinned the photo on the top end to the left of the canvas.

He began painting pictures of the two of them. Kania only smiled at the way Haira painted, let alone her extremely cute expression. It was like he was doing a graduation exam.

"Sorry, Kania, the painting is ugly, I do like to be nervous when I see it." Haira put down her last brush. The painting is done. And the result is no better than the painting of William, his son.

"Well, this is beautiful. Can I keep it?" Kania was amazed.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to have nightmares after seeing this painting."

"I'm so sure. This is the hand of my twin brother. Whatever he's doing must be beautiful."

"Kania, I'm sorry I just met you now." Haira hugged Kania affectionately. He tried not to cry this time.

"Don't regret anything. Thank you for what we've been through now." Kania's pale lips again incised a smile.

Haira also smiled looking at him, but suddenly her smile disappeared as Kania's nose bled out.

"Cania! You're a nosebleed." Haira took a tissue and wiped the blood coming out of Kania's nose.

"Oh, this happens if I'm exhausted." Kania just smiled knot. In fact, in fact, now he is enduring the pain in his body.

"Yes, let's just go in." Haira also pushed Kania's wheelchair.

"Wait on! His painting. I want the painting now."

"Yes, I'll get it." With a feeling of wonder, Haira took the painting and gave it to Kania.

Kania looked happy when she received the painting. He hugged the painting tightly.

Haira was astonished to see Kania's behavior. He shouldn't have to do that. It was like being afraid of losing.

He pushed his wheelchair back into the house. Rika's doctor, who learns that Kania's condition is starting to worsen, takes her to her room to rest.

"Kania just needs a break."

"Just take a break?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Haira was astonished by Doctor Rika's words. Why he did not want to call a doctor who had handled Kania alone.

"Haira, have you finished painting?" ask Aiden.

"Already, why?"

"Kids are calling." Aiden gave the phone to Haira.

Haira went to bring the cell phone to the room because they made a video call.

"Mother! I miss! Watch out, Will, I'm talking." Harry and William appear to be scrambling mobile phones.

"Yes, honey, I miss you too. But be patient, soon I'll be home with Aunt Kania."

Suddenly the phone was taken by Resya. "Sister! How is Kak Kania doing?"

"Auntie! Give me our cell phones!" Harry's voice asked for his phone back.

"Let's go, Harry! Shutup!" Resya glared at Harry and after, Harry and William's voices were not heard anymore.

"You're so chatty." Haira shook her head.

"I'm not the talkative one, but the naughty kids. Look how devastated Dean is right now." Resya pointed the phone at Dean who was sitting limp with his face and clothes crossed out with markers. Looks like it was done while Dean slept on the couch.

"Gosh, it turns out they painted too but in the wrong place. News Kania is fine, don't worry, I'll take her to the city once things get better."

Resya put on a face full of doubt, but she could not possibly crush her brother's hopes.

"Send my regards to her."

"I'll tell you. Where's kids?"

"That." Resya again pointed the phone at Harry who was fun to scribble Dean's fingers.

"God! Handle them, Resya, pity Dean's mistreated."

"Yes, Brother. Yeah, take care of yourself, yeah."

Video calls are dead.