The Unrecognized Twins
78. Happy Daughter's Way...!

Madame Tini's face looked very dazed with the presence of her grandson Azira who brought many blessings to them.

Not only the former Rama apartment unit that Azira redeemed, but Azira prepared a maid and two luxury cars for the mobility of his father and grandparents if they want to go to the hospital for treatment.

"Grandfather. Tomorrow the ambulance will pick up the grandfather to perform the operation so that the grandfather can get well soon and can move again" said Azira while sitting on his knees under his grandfather's feet.

Unable to answer, the grandfather could only murmur indistinctly at Azira.

"Grandfather. This advanced wheelchair is the result of Abrar's sister's design for people with disabilities and stroke parents. If grandfather can not communicate, grandfather can type on this phone, later the mobile phone manager will convey to the interlocutor representing the thoughts of the grandfather who wants to convey to the interlocutor," azira said while teaching her grandfather how to use a smartphone specifically for people with leg disabilities or paralysis.

A few minutes later, the grandfather understood what his grandson Azira had taught him. He finally did it himself.

"Thank you grandson....! I'm so grateful to have you and your twin brother Abrar. Say thank you to your brother" said the grandfather with a sad face.

"Thank you, grandpa. From now on, think about how grandfather should be healed so that my father is calm to work without thinking about the situation of grandparents during his stay working father," Azira's advice was full of gentleness.

"Yes my grandson" said the grandfather through his smartphone.

"Honey. It's been too late. We go home yuk..!" pinta Rama to his daughter.

"No dad. Azira wants to stay here. Azira has asked permission from the mother, if Azira last night was in Jakarta, Azira will stay at the father's apartment. Azira wants to sleep with father," said Azira makes Rama so excited.

"Do you really want to stay here, baby?" rama asked in a nod by Azira who looked cheerful.

"I'm going to sleep with dad" Azira repeated.

"But, no nightgowns and..-"

Ting...

The sound of the main door bell made everyone fall silent. Azira immediately opened the door to receive a package of nightgowns and toiletries.

"Thank you bang!"

Azira gave the courier a tip after taking his order.

"Oh my God, baby. You have a lot of preparation. Want to make chocolate milk?" tawar madam Tini sincere.

"By grandma. Chocolate milk is my favorite. Fun, Azira pampered grandma and dad. Thank you grandma. Azira loves you guys," said Azira while hugging the two together.

Although Mrs Stevani is very good with the twins, Azira feels the difference with her own maternal grandmother's love. There were others he could not describe as being too comfortable.

After finishing the warm chocolate milk, they then chatted for a while after that Azira came to the bathroom to replace her nightgown in the form of a pink top stelan pictured Barbie.

Not long after, Rama had also changed his sleeping kimono. Both decided to make a decision because not how sleepy.

"Our father is singing tonight...!" azira Pinta.

"Yes dear. But, I want to record you while you sing" said Rama.

"OKs. Wait, Azira looks for Indonesian songs that Azira often sings," said Azira tinkering with the remote to find her choice song. After finding her, Azira hardens the volume of her microphone. The song starts playing. Azira is ready to sing her favorite song.

"Too beautiful to forget. Too sad on the surface. After I had walked away, I left you.

How sad my heart is, remembering your love and affection, as sincere as your message to me, you will wait.

If you'd come here, what answer would I give, is there a way to find us again."

Azira could not continue to sing the song because it implied her feelings for her father.

Apparently the voice of Rama is not less merdunya with his daughter. Azira smiled happily at her father's sexy voice by raising her thumb. Rama smiled but his tears led him to cry again.

Grandpa and grandmother in their room wept both heard the father and son were carving memories of their togetherness until tonight only because the next night his daughter Azira was on the plane. The song ends and the two embrace each other.

"It turns out that father's voice is very melodious. Means Azira's talent declined from father," Azira praised.

"But not as good as you. Now you sleep, baby, it's night..!" bujuk Rama's.

"Yes dad. Azira wanted to look at my father's face until Azira fell asleep" Azira said.

"Why look at Dad's face? Is dad too handsome?" kanda Rama's.

"That's one of them. But, Azira wanted to remember the face of the father in Azira's mind every time Azira went to sleep when she arrived in New York," said Azira.

"OK deh. Dad too ah, want to be like Azira. Let me remember the beautiful face of the father's angel," said Rama who slept facing each other with his daughter.

Before long, those beautiful eyes finally dimmed as well along with a soft sigh with lips slightly open. Rama was not strong in looking at the face of his little angel. He just wanted to look at his daughter's face with tears.

"My time has been wasted. He is yours, but you ignore him. He comes into your life, sowing the seeds of his love into your heart until it is deeply rooted and difficult to escape. You have lost Rama, lost..! You're a lousy father..!" Rama monologue.

He finally fell asleep as well while hugging the body of his daughter who had turned her back to his body.

The next night, the time Rama had to part with his daughter finally happened. Mark came to pick up his wife and children on his private jet.

Incidentally that night, Abrar did not take his sister and mother to the airport because he was tired from working all day.

Alea and her twins Mikaila and Mikail are already at the airport. They were just waiting for the arrival of Azira who was delivered directly by Rama from his residence.

"Dad. I have to take care of my health....! If there's anything please tell Azira. Don't worry about it!" azira Pinta..

"You too, baby. Even if you have your own company, do not follow a work schedule like an adult. You can't be exhausted by your heart...!" pinta Rama's.

"Ready dad. God willing..!" sahut Azira's.

Their car arrives right next to Mark's private jet. Azira and her father hugged tightly.

"Goodbye dad. Thank you so much for Azira in Jakarta. Azira would call dad every day. I'm not tired of taking Azira's phone calls, am I?" asked Azira while sobbing.

"No dear. Will not get tired of talking to your beautiful angel father," said Rama.

Azira got off his father's car which he bought himself. Rama took his daughter and put her on a plane. Mark and Alea welcomed the two.

"Thank you for your kindness for allowing my daughter to stay at my place" said Rama.

"Together Rama," Alea replied smiling stingily at Rama.

Mark shakes hands with Rama like a brother. Rama descends from Mark's plane with his heart racing due to having to part with his beloved daughter.

"Goodbye My Daughter....!" rama said he immediately got into his car because he could no longer wait for the plane to leave.

Rama leaves the place but is shocked when he realizes his daughter is back after him as he glances at the rearview mirror.

"Yahhhhhhhh.....!" pekik Azira while waving her hand begged her father to stop.

"Aziraaaa,...!"