The Stain Behind Khimar
CHAPTRE 37
Asthma gasped as she stared at what was in front of her eyes. The woman who had just come out of the hospital was staring at her father's mansion.
"Come on querida" the father took Ali from his daughter's arms. Asthma gasped and looked at the father.
"Padre lives alone?" ask Asthma with a look of concern. He was afraid to meet his father's family and they did not accept him. It has to be how it will be?
"No, there's a lot of servants inside" Dariel said, and he began to step up. Asthma was stunned for a moment as many servants greeted her. The woman was blocking a young maid who wanted to carry her bag.
Dariel looked at Asma and said, "Give it." Asthma let go of the bag when she heard Dariel's tone like a command.
Dariel embraces the princess with his right hand while his left hand holds Ali. The man brought Asthma to the dinner table for lunch.
"Is this not excessive if we're the only ones eating?" ask Asma in a soft tone while staring at the food so much arranged on the dining table
"What's Asthma, eat it whole." Dariel looked at Asma and sat down on one of the dining table chairs there.
"Let Ali be with me, Padre," Asma said, taking Ali out of his father's hands. The father just shut up and started to eat lunch. Asthma feeds the gluttonous Ali. The woman looked at the son affectionately.
"In a moment, your sister's coming." Dariel said after swallowing his food while staring at Asthma. The woman looked at him with her eyebrows linked.
"Sister? how many brothers?" ask Asma enthusiastically. The man gasped for a moment and spoke again.
"Only one querida. He was so childish because I spoiled him" said Dariel with a slow chuckle and then resumed his speech. "When you lost. I'm so scared of losing her too."
Asma fell silent and stared fixedly at the father as the blue-eyed bead was seen shining with peerless hurt and regret. Until his father returned, "Sorry, I couldn't take care of you at that time."
Dariel took a long breath. If Asthma had been with her long ago, she would have been treated like a queen. Not just a princess but a queen. He will shower Asthma with love and treasure.
"Padre .. didn't you say it would be better to forget what's gone?" Asma looked at the father with her shady eyes.
Dariel nodded his head and said, "Eat querida, here all the servants are women you can take off your face cover for lunch."
Asma shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry Padre." The woman chuckled softly as she was already using informal language. Dariel always spoke the word baku. Made him unconsciously come to talk like that. "The name is khimar" he continued in a grumbling tone. I used the words of the father who called the face cover.
"Padre!"
A beautiful woman with wavy blonde hair ran towards Dariel. A short peek at the cheek then said with a grumbling tone. "You don't love me anymore for finding your eldest daughter Padre?"
"What an empty muzzle is that! you two are my daughter!" sahut Dariel firmly. Looking at the youngest daughter of his second wife. Camilla Ewald Goddard's.
"Where is my brother?" camilla asked as her eyes tried to find a figure she never knew.
"You're my brother?" camilla asked with an indecipherable look of her eyes staring at Asma. He walked slowly towards the woman. Asma stood up, put Ali on the chair there. Until now the two young women faced each other. Camilla's blue-eyed bead stared into Astma's blue bead. The two stared at each other with a straight line and an indecipherable look.
"What's wrong with your face?" camilla asked again by linking her eyebrows together.
"Generic ...." Asthma reached out and was greeted by Camilla with a hug.
"Welcome," he said slowly in the ear of Asma and then continued his words, "In Hell."
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