The Revenge of the President
Chapters 87. Hopeful

The two old eyes closed, slowly opening. It's narrowed because of the lights.

The voice of the little boy calling mother and the other voice, which sounded familiar, called out to him gently.

Me where?

Arshila blinked a few times. The small body hugged tightly beside him. A warm kiss landed on the back of his palm.

Wh who?

His body is too heavy to move. His gaze caught the figure of the little boy, who was hugging while calling out to him.

"My son." Hoarse voice and heavy sounding. Arshila was dripping a clear liquid, at the end of her eyes. The child she so missed, was right next to her, like a dream.

"Mother."

They hugged haru.

"You're conscious, honey?"

Arshila looked at another figure, who was invisible to her from earlier. Unkempt and puffy face, clasping his hands. The man, shed tears.

He was just silent, his memories slowly appearing like puzzle pieces, which began to fuse together.

"Go!" throw it away, with a weak tone.

"Shi." Dave closed his body. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry!"

"Go! I said go! Go!" shouts Arshila, who makes Nadin cry.

Dave relented. He went out to the room to call the doctor and the nurse. From the room, next door, Nadia came out from hearing her daughter's cries.

"Sir."

"Come in" he said and left, down the stairs.

"What's up, Dave?" Rachel found her son sitting in the middle room, with his head bowed.

"Arshila is conscious. Call Lin's mother, to accompany her."

Rachel immediately shouted, calling Lin's mother and Yus sir. In fact, the husband came out of the room, after hearing the wife's screams.

They're all gathered in Dave's room.

"How's doctor?" Rachel twisted her fingers, looking worried.

"Miss is awake and fine. So too, with the baby. For now, his body was still weak. So, it still has to be watched."

"My baby?" Arshila looked at the doctor.

"Yes, Miss. Your baby is safe and sound."

Arshila stroked her flat stomach, smiling. He looked at his little daughter, in Nadia's arms.

"thank you. Doctor."

Inside the room, everyone seemed busy. Doctors and nurses, began to release all medical equipment, except the infusion. Mr. Yus and Lin's mother, were busy arranging the rooms. Meanwhile, Nadia put the princess to bed, beside Arshila. Well, the little boy, did not remove his little fingers, from the grasp of the birth mother.

Arshila herself, began to sit leaning on the bed. In front of her, Rachel sat down with a plate of porridge in her hand.

"Eat, just a little. It's been a few days, you haven't eaten."

"Ma, I ...."

"Well, you eat first. We know, there's a lot you want to say. But, for now, think about your health and the baby in your womb" Liam interjected.

Arshila was silent, listening to him. He did not know the man beside his mother-in-law. But, his face, was similar to Dave's.

"He, Dave's father." Rachel explained, knowing the confused face of her daughter-in-law.

"I'm sorry, I. Pa."

"Oh, it's okay. Come, eat! Papa's going back in the room."

Rachel returns to feed Arshila. Meanwhile, the doctor, nurse and Mr. Yus, have left the room.

"Madam, I'll take my daughter to bed in the room" said Nadia, who felt awkward with Arshila.

"Do you want your daughter to sleep with you?" Rachel asked Arshila first.

"It's not necessary, Ma. Let's just, she slept with her mom."

Arshila smiled at Nadia. That woman, must be feeling uncomfortable around her. Given the status of the two, what it used to be.

"alright. Tonight, let Mama accompany you to sleep."

At work, Dave sits down with a doctor and his father.

"Miss is fine. We've already removed medical equipment, except the infusion. Because, Miss still needs him."

"Psychic condition?" Liam continued asking.

"I'm sorry, if I had to say this. It would be best, for now, the young master did not approach the young miss. Seeing him cry, we were worried, he was re-shaken. Because of trauma and shock."

"Then?"

"Miss has just awakened, he must maintain health, considering there is a fetus in the womb. If he returns to severe trauma and stress. It could have miscarried."

Dave took a deep breath. He wanted to make amends by paying more attention to his wife. But, if it's like this. What should he do?

After that, the doctor left. Father and son, still sitting together.

"Pa, what should I do?" Dave looked at his father. This is the first time he has asked his parents for advice.

"Do what the doctor says. Your wife's health is more important now. You can pay attention slowly. We'll help you."

"But what if he doesn't forgive me?"

"Dave." Liam closed his body. "try to. Time to answer it. Papa hopes, you don't give up. Remember, what you've done to him."

"I'll never give up. I'd do anything for her."

Liam patted his son's shoulder. Hopefully, this problem will pass quickly. They can be a happy family.

Dave was back in his room. The mother was still accompanying Arshila, who was taking the medicine. Dave looked at his wife, smiling warmly from a distance.

"He's eating, Ma?" Dave asked his mother. He must make the wife comfortable, first with her existence.

"Now we have to sleep. You rest. Let Mama take care of him."

"I'll sleep on the couch."

Dave opened the closet. Take a new blanket. Meanwhile, Arshila did not look at him. He just looked down, listening to the interaction of mother and child in front of him.

Dave had laid his body down. He slept on his back to his mother and wife. He still hears their conversation.

"Do you need anything?"

"No, Ma. Mama sleep. I've been lying down for a long time. I want to sit down for a minute."

"alright. Wake up, Mama if you need anything."

Arshila nodded. Noticing Rachel, she was lying next to him.

After, feel the occupants in the room asleep. Arshila tried to get up, to go to the bathroom.

Slowly, he lowered his legs on the floor. Trying to stand up, even though both legs feel very weak.

I slept too long, Arshila murmured. Just a step away, he had already fallen but his body was captured by someone.

"Deliver!" Arshila struggled, when she realized who had helped her.

Dave was not paying attention. He removed the infusion fluid from the mast. Then, lifting up his wife's body, headed for the bathroom.

"Down me!" shouts Arshila.

Dave dropped Arshila, right in front of the closet.

"Mama is sleeping. Do you want to wake her? He's tired. Let me help you."

Dave immediately pulled down his pants, making Arshila turn and almost squeal.

"Do. I'll wait for you, done."

Dave turned his body. Deflecting Arshila who was sitting on the closet. Not paying attention, the eyes of the wife filled with fire.

The sound of water, Dave turned his body around. Without permission, he helped Arshila fix the position of her pants.

"What are you doing?"

"By you."

Quickly, he carried Arshila back to the bed. Hang the infusion liquid and blanket it, before leaving.

"Do you need anything else?"

"No."

Dave did not answer. He stroked the wife's hair, though his hand had to be thrown off. He was again lying on the sofa, with his back to the bed.

I'll slow down, make you love me again. Good night, honey.