Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 347


Mama Nayna sighed softly, the middle-aged woman looked at the princess who was lying weak and still at home closed her eyes tightly.


"When will the Princess wake up, Rash?" mama asked Nayna when she realized that her son-in-law had entered the room.


"Arash doesn't know either, Auntie. We just pray, yes, so that the Princess will soon be aware," said Arash.


Mama Nayna turned to face Arash who was standing behind her.


"What are you doing, Rash? Are you all right? What about your surgical scars?" mama Nayna asked with worry.


Without Mama Nayna knowing, if behind Arash there is Zia who stands and hears everything. Zia smiled thinly and obliquely, at a time when the mother was more attentive to strangers, rather than her own daughter. In fact, Bara had said that he was sick to come to the moon, but what did Nayna's mother do? The woman did not even give a hint of attention to herself.


In fact, when Papa Satria promised that day, where Satria and Mama Nayna would stay at the hotel with him, Mama Nayna did not come and chose to sleep next to her weakly lying daughter. Is there no one else in that place who can stand guard alternately?


Zia's disappointment grew even more to the woman who had been pregnant with her for nine months and gave birth to her into the world. Can Zia be disappointed at times like this?


"Arash is fine, Auntie," said Arash with a small smile.


"Thank God, you have to take care of the food and don't forget to take the medicine, Arash. You also need to get enough rest. Princess let aunty aja take care," said Mama Nayna.


"Yes, Aunt."


Zia snorted softly, the girl felt funny looking at her current mother. He did not seem to recognize who the woman before him was at this moment. Does this mean nothing in the life of Mama Nayna? So even a little bit of attention was never the middle-aged woman said. In fact, to see her condition alone, Mama Nayna did not turn the slightest towards her. Though all this time, if he was coming months, Mama Nayna would give extra attention to him. Take care of him and ask him every five minutes about his news. But a few days? It was as if Mama Nayna had never done it to her.


"Why don't you just die, Mother?" inner Zia was full of annoyance, disappointment and anger to Mama Nayna which she spilled to the Princess.


Tiiit .. tiiit .. tiiit ...


Suddenly the sound of the machine that measures the Princess' heart rate rang quickly, making the graphics unstable on the monitor screen. It also made Arash and Mama Nayna immediately turned to the Princess, the next second Arash immediately moved quickly to press the emergency button.


Zia's blood rippled quickly, as his prayer seemed to be directly struck by God. No, Zia didn't mean it that way.


Regretted? Of course, but Zia tried to calm down and assume all that was not because of it.


"Akkhh .." ringis Arash felt pain in his abdomen, while moving too fast.


Mama Nayna turned to Arash who grimaced and endured the pain, then realized that Zia was among them and just stayed there.


"What are you doing, Zia? Why even stand up? Quickly call the Doctor," Mama Nayna snapped, thus making the regret that Zia had just felt, disappear just like that.


Zia's blood seemed to stop, at the time when the mother instead of paying attention to him, even at this time snapped at him.


"Wait what else, Zia? Hurry up and call the doctor" cried Mama Nayna with tears streaming down.


"This is not a stone age, Ma. Zia did not need to run to call the doctor out of the room, because soon the doctor would arrive by running here," Zia replied with tears streaming down her eyes.


"You-you-"


Kolkhi ..


Sure enough, the doctor and the other medical team walked into the Princess' room running. They immediately checked the critical state of the Princess. Mama Nayna, Zia, and Arash were ordered out of the room.


Outside the room there are Mama Kesya, Papa Arka, Sifa, and also Abash.


"Sir, calm down, everything will be fine" said Mama Kesya who had embraced Mama Nayna and calmed her down.


Shortly after, a nurse came out of the Princess's room and said she needed a blood donation immediately.


"Zia, quickly you donate blood to your mother. Come on, baby," said Mama Nayna.


Zia snorted softly, the girl shook her head and refused to donate her blood.


"Zia's? What do you mean?" mama Nayna asked with a shriveled forehead.


"A drop of blood won't Zia give, Ma. Zia would never donate Zia's blood to him," growled Zia with a clenched hand.


"What do you mean, Zia? Why don't you want to donate blood to your mother? Only you currently have a blood type with your mother, besides papa," said Mama Nayna full of emphasis.


"No, Ma. Zia won't donate Zia's blood to Princess Ma'am."


"Ziaa .." snapped Mama Nayna, making everyone there frown.


"Do you want to see your mother die?" ask Mama Nayna.


"Better he dies, Ma," she cried with tears.


Ply ...


A slap landed on Zia's cheek, making the pain in her heart even more painful.


"Ma, what's mom doing?" ask Bara who just arrived at the hospital and see if Mama Nayna slapped her sister.


"Ask your sister, Bara. Just ask, what is his heart made of?" furious Mama Nayna.


"And Mama. What is your heart made of? Is this Zia not Mama's real child? What exactly is Zia the adopted daughter of Mama, instead of the Mother Princess?" sahut Zia with tears.


"Zia, you---"


"Ma, enough," the Bara who was already standing in front of Zia.


"Bara, your sister---"


"Ma, don't force Zia to do anything she doesn't like.  Don't force him, Ma. Zia also has feelings" said Bara and hugged his sister.


"Bara, what are you saying? Your mother is currently in need of immediate blood donation. Zia has the same blood type as Princess, so as a brother, it's appropriate she-"


"Ma, Bara won't allow Mama to force Zia to donate her blood. No," cut the bar quickly.


"Bara's? What are you saying?"


"Papa has come, is not Papa's blood type the same as Mother Princess? So ask papa who donated his blood," said Bara and took Zia away from the place.


"Bara---" said Mama Nayna, furious with the two children she had conceived during the nine months.


"What's this, Ma?" ask Papa Satria who was near Mama Nayna.


"Zia, Pa, Zia. He did not want to donate his blood to the Princess. Currently the Princess is in dire need of blood donation, hiks .. Please save, Princess, Pa. Please ..." please Mama Nayna.


Papa Satria sighed softly, the middle-aged man also stared at the departure of Bara and Zia who had moved away from his sight.


"Let papa donate blood" said Papa Satria who made Mama Nayna breathe a little relief.


But, in Mama Nayna's heart, there was still a sense of disappointment with her youngest daughter, because she did not want to donate blood for her eldest daughter.