
Azira was already in the same room when she was a child. Indeed, the room was deliberately prepared specifically for Mark's family. So do not worry if the patients who are treated at the hospital it will be enslaved.
Mark's hospital is very famous in the country. It is not just a hospital building that is beautifully designed and luxurious like a hotel, but also equipped with super advanced medical equipment facilities supported by HR staff doctors and nurses who are very competent in their respective fields.
Mark deliberately designed his hospital as good as possible with medical services that do not distinguish among people from the social level.
What else Mark provides payment waivers for poor communities as long as they meet requirements that do not engineer personal data if they are poor families.
If any patient dares to deceive him, they will be sent to prison by Mark who is very firm to implement the system in his hospital.
Currently, Azira only uses ordinary oxygen hoses. No longer using the incubation hose because he was conscious. Although his face still looks pale, but he can interact with his family and medical personnel today.
"Are you feeling better, baby?" alea asked as she fed Aunt Sari's chicken porridge to Azira.
"Already mother. Even Azira can't wait to work anymore" said Azira.
"You should rest until Daddy makes sure of your health first so that you can be allowed to work again or not" Alea's pinta fed a spoon of porridge left in the bowl to Azira.
"Then I want to work in my room so I don't get bored. Anyway my company will soon launch our first cosmetic product. And all of that is based on my own concoction, mother," said Azira half-witted.
"Yes dear. Mother understands. But healthy is important too. How do you lead such a big company in such a sick state, hmm?" ask Alea.
"yes too. But in two days I can work again, Mommy?" azira.
"Daddy Mark will decide everything, ok!" firmly Alea made Azira's lips manyun.
Tok.dok...
Alea and Azira thought that the one who knocked on the door was a nurse or a doctor. Both look cute. But the knock was heard again making Azira ask her mother to open the door of her room.
"Just open your mother...! Who knows if it's my mom's coworker or my company staff" Azira guessed.
"good. Momentary sweetheart!"
Alea opens the door to her room and turns out to be her mother-in-law, Stevani's mistress.
"Mommy...?!" sentak Alea was nervous as she greeted Madame Stevani who was willing to accept her daughter-in-law's chips.
"How's mommy doing! Please comein...!" said Alea courteously as he opened the door wider.
"I want to see my granddaughter Azira" said Mrs Stevani, making Alea very upset.
Deggs...
"Has my mother-in-law possessed by a genie? Or wrongly taking medication?" inner Alea looked alert.
Alea's bitter experiences made her very protective of anyone who tried to get close to her and her children, moreover, the status of in-laws who in fact did not receive it from the beginning of her marriage and Mark made Alea not take the kindness of others for granted.
"Ba..baik Oma," said Azira tergugu.
"Thank God. You are healthy, baby. Oma came to your house and said the waiter, you were taken care of dear, so Oma came straight here. Forgive Oma for your attitude. Oma is very proud of you, besides being a genius, beautiful and you are very brave to face that woman jala*Ng," said Madame Stevani to Claire made Azira smile cynically.
"Isn't Aunt Claire the woman of Oma's dreams? Didn't Oma force daddy Mark to make Aunt Claire his second wife? Why is Oma now changing her name to jala*g?" azira sarcasm.
"I'm sorry, dear. Oma has been blinded with her pringai low profile," said Mrs Stevani.
"What Oma? low profile...? Is it because my mother is not from a great family? How could my mother show off her luxury while she was just an orphan girl" Azira said in defense of her mother's pride.
"Yes dear. Oma admits Oma was wrong. Oma thought a classy woman like Claire would not lower her pride for the sake of a man let alone attack you who is not her match, "sorry Mrs Stevani.
"Is it because Aunt Claire's a rich kid who always wears branded stuff? Is that how Oma rates classy humans?" cecar Azira started to get emotional again.
"Honey. You just whirled. Don't start pumping your heart again, son!" soft Alea pinta.
"It's okay mom. I've been better. I wanted to teach Oma how to judge a real classy human being" said Azira who wanted to advise her stepmother.
"Omom. As long as Oma knows, that classy person is a person who is able to master his dignity as a valuable human being. And it starts with classy behavior and mindset.
Where the mind will give birth to words and words will give birth to actions and actions will become habits. And it's that habit that will shape that character and character that determines our destiny" Azira explained, making Stevani's face stunned.
Mrs Stevani staggered back while covering her open mouth.
"God. I did not expect the greatness of my step-granddaughter who could give birth to extraordinary words. Mark, you didn't get Alea wrong, son.
It's only fitting that you love the twins so much because you know so well the qualities of those who are magical children" said Stevani, who was deeply ashamed of Alea.
Alea approached her mother-in-law and apologized for her daughter's attitude.
"Mommy. I'm sorry on behalf of my daughter, Azira. He doesn't know what he's saying. His emotions are still unstable. His heart is still unsettled. His mind was still immature while talking to an adult. I promised to teach him some manners" Alea said unkindly.
"No Alea. Azira was wrong. Azira just said what came to her mind that was criticizing my wrong judgment on Claire.
Today, mommy learned about one thing how to judge a classy human being without looking at his social status. You have successfully educated your children. Mommy has misjudged you, son," said Mrs Stevani sounding sincere.
Alea hugged her mother-in-law. The two cry together. Azira is still controlling her emotions to get back to stable. The arrival of Mrs Stevani was able to relaunch her blood flow that had faltered. His face looked red and did not look as pale as before.
Mark and Abrar who had just entered the room looked dumbfounded at the scene. The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Is that what women are like, Daddy?" abrar asked half a whisper to Mark.
"That's women. They are easily angry and easily overwhelmed by everything because God gives them a very soft heart to conceive, give birth and raise their children. So, do not try to hurt the heart of the woman you love. And that starts with your mother" advises Mark sage.