The Love of Mr. Erick
GCTE | Chapter 126

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Erick's condition increasingly showed significant recovery. The stitches in the torn wounds of his head have dried up, the doctor explained if there are no serious symptoms only injuries that thankfully did not worsen, the doctor explained, and now thanks to Elena who is always beside the man, Erick increasingly has the spirit to heal quickly.

This morning Elena came, as usual she brought two paper bags one containing clothes and medicine as well as vitamin Erick and another, containing chicken porridge that she bought in the hospital cafeteria.

Erick didn't like hospital food so Elena bought him some porridge because making it was time-consuming, while Elena was on a time-hunt.

"Is there anything you want again?" elena asked after feeding Erick with porridge.

"No." answered Erick briefly.

"alright. Now take your medicine," Elena said.

"Thank you." Erick suddenly said, Elena looked at him.

"No problem" said Elena.

"Even when you're busy with your newly opened pastry shop, you still take the time to visit me."

"Don't get me wrong. I'm doing all this because I feel guilty for what happened to you."

"Can't you forgive me at all, Elena?" erick asked, his heart ached hearing Elena's words just now.

The woman with blue ribbons placed in the middle of her hair did not immediately reply, Erick was amazed for a moment to look at the appearance of Elena who today is so beautiful. No, his wife always looks beautiful every day.

"I've forgiven you" Elena said after a long silence. "But that doesn't mean I'm giving you a chance."

"Why?" erick's face suddenly grim. Depressing.

"Because I don't want to feel pain anymore" said Elena.

"I know I've given you great pain and trauma that you can't necessarily lose. But can we start from the beginning. If you want to know, I feel really sick here too." Erick clasped Elena's hand leading her to the side of the chest.

Elena turned her face away, unable to look into those eyes that were full of hinting at the sadness and despair.

"We're both hurt, Elena, but I know the hurt you feel is the deepest" Erick said.

"Therefore, what I have done cannot be left alone. I've given you the pain, so I'll treat her too. I'm not leaving until you've really kicked me out, baby."

This time Elena turned her head, looking directly at the two dark eyes of the man looking for lies. But nil, there is precisely a great sense of regret and strong determination.

••

In a large two-story house, a woman landed her butt next to her husband who was busy staring at a laptop monitor.

"Well, there's something you want to talk about."

"What's bun?" the middle-aged man immediately turned his eyes to his wife.

"Ekhem, gini yah," the woman named Inggit corrected the sideways sitting position so that the husband could hear what focus he would say.

"Yesterday mom went to the cake shop with the kids."

"Certainly? why then?" ask her husband.

The man was shocked to hear the words of his wife. "What's right, bun?"

"Yes yeah. Why do you lie, weird right? but the world is really so narrow. Maybe Elena was the owner of the cake shop was the same as Elena the lost princess who is in search of a boss father at this time."

"Ah, this mother is impossible. It could be just the same name as doang."

"Nothing is impossible. Moreover, the boss of the father was a famous rich family of landlords who must have abundant wealth. If we tell you this info and true Elena Cempaka who in the mother's intention all this time is the daughter of the father's superior who is in search of his existence, we may also be able to get a commission well, we may also be able to get a commission, or the father who went up the office."

"This mother is naive, too far away" he thought." the man laughed at his wife's appearance, which he thought was disgusting.

"This father was told. If it's true what you said is true, I'd like to bet what hayo?"

"It can't be bun. I told you maybe just the same name, mother nih too much ngehalu anyway, so that's it, don't watch a lot of drama bun."

"Huff! let's try to find them. Mommy had asked to be met with the owner of the cake shop named Elena Cempaka, so if the actual owner of the cake shop was there later in her cake shop, dad try to persuade the boss of the father to come to his cake shop later, use the reason of the meeting place or whatever it is, because there is also to know the mother there is a cafe. Well if they meet and look at each other, automatically there will be an inner bond between them, surely they can recognize each other."

"Bun .. Mommy is healthy?" hearing his wife's explanation, the man clung his palm to the woman's forehead.

"What the hell is it!" Inggit brushed off her husband's hand.

"Abisnya mama ngelantur that, there-there aja. Mending makes dad coffee again, tonight I want to stay up late for a report."

"Well, if you don't believe it!" Inggit left her husband.

The man just shook his head, chuckling. But he did not deny in his mind he was disturbed also by the information provided by his wife.

"Elena cempaka .. is it true that the same girl with Pak Wahyu Baskoro's daughter is still not found?"

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Wahyu iskandar baskoro, a 57-year-old middle-aged man, was shocked to hear the words of one of his division members who came with his wife at this time.

"What did you say Rifaldi? don't mess with your words it's about my daughter!"

"B-right sir, my own wife told me." Rifaldi looked at the wife, asking for an explanation, Inggit nodded then took a step forward.

"That's what my husband said sir. I myself have not met the woman directly, but her name is Elena cempaka, a cake shop named cempaka bakery which is on the street pigeon number 28, is hers. I'm just guessing because the name is similar."

"Elena Cempaka's name is a special name my mother gave to my daughter. So maybe no one owns it but the owner of the cake shop you mentioned."

"Do you want to find out more information?"

"We can try it" replied Revelation Iskandar.

"Elena is my daughter, has bright brown eyes in harmony with her hair color. If the lady who owns the cake shop is the same, it's likely that she's my daughter who I've been looking for."

Revelation of Iskandar paused for a moment his sentence. His face turned dim as if he was staring at the past.

"My poor daughter, she lives with suffering and I foolishly abandoned her when she needed her father so badly."

Revelation of Iskandar rubbed its watery neutrals. For unreasonable reasons she left her daughter and mother alone.

"I have borne many sins all this time for abandoning her and I am very sorry. So tomorrow we prove it straight away if it's true that the woman who owns the cake shop named Elena Cempaka, is my daughter who I've been missing all this time."