Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 445


Zia looked at her flabbergasted feet. I don't know when the iron support of his bones came off. The girl again sighed slowly, it had been almost a year she was still sitting on a wheelchair. All activities to go to the bathroom, must ask for help from someone.


When will all this suffering end? At least, let Zia do everything herself, including going to the bathroom.


"Have you?" ask the Princess who just helped Zia pee.


"Yes, Mother. Thank you very much."


The princess also helped Zia to sit in a wheelchair.


"Sorry Zia yes, Ma'am, it's been a hassle Ma'am," said Zia felt embarrassed and also guilty.


"No, it's okay. I'm glad I could help you." The princess said sincerely. During this year, he lived with Zia in Bara's house, not wanting her to feel sad and alone for the calamity that was happening to him.


Grateful again, Arash did not seem to mengemasakahkan that. Though, before that man seemed to not get along with Zia. But since the incident a few months ago, Arash seems to change and pay more attention to his sister.


Zia was already sitting in a wheelchair. Wheelchairs that can move by using the button on the right hand side of the chair.


"We have lunch first yuk, everyone has gathered outside," asked the Princess who is possessed by Zia.


Zia also pressed the button on the wheelchair, then moved the wheelchair out of her room.


Zia frowned, when she heard the voice of a stranger in her ears.


"That's Zia coming out" Mama Nayna said as she pointed at the princess.


The man who stood his back to Zia, turned around and smiled broadly at Zia, thus making the corner of Zia's lips also interested.


"Ibra?" said Zia with a soft look.


Ibra asked Mama Nayna for permission to approach Zia. In the man's hand was a beautiful bouquet of flowers. The princess who saw Ibra coming to visit Zia, after a long time the man was not seen because he had to serve in other provinces, smiled widely.


"Hi ... How are you?" greet Ibra with the man's sweet smile.


Ibra's skin is clean and white, this time looking shiny and dark. Yes, since being assigned to the province of West Papua, the man often sunbaked in the field to carry out state duties.


"Alright," Zia replied with a sweet smile.


"It's for you." Ibra gave Zia a bouquet of flowers in her hand.


"Waahh, what a beautiful flower. Thank you very much." Zia received a bouquet of flowers given by Ibra.


"Emm, I asked for permission with Aunt to take you for a walk. Now all the decisions are in your hands. Do you want to accept my offer to go for a walk?" ibra to the point said directly to Zia.


The smile on Zia's lips slowly loosened, the girl looked towards the mama who nodded her head with a smile engraved on her lips.


Should Zia accept Ibra's offer to take a walk?


But, isn't the name of the walk using the feet? Not in a wheelchair like he is today?


After all, Zia was feeling uneasy and unwell, everyone was looking at her with pity or disgust.


I don't know what they think, so look at him with a look of disgust or dislike.


"Zia, you haven't breathed fresh air in a long time. Why don't you accept Ibra's offer?" said the Princess who made Zia turn towards the brother.


"Who said Zia never breathes fresh air, Ma'am? Every morning Zia had to go to the office. There Zia breathed fresh air!" zia replied with a small smile.


"Not fresh air that's what you mean, Ma'am, Zia. But it was fresh. Isn't that right, Ma?" The princess also sought allies to support her, so that Zia would accept Ibra's offer.


"Yes, what did your real mother say, Zia. You'd better accept Ibra's offer to take a walk, "persuade Mama Nayna.


The mall? Should Zia go to the place of those who look at her with compassion, pity, and dislike?


Zia knows to know, what Mama Nayna and Putri said well, wants her to be able to enjoy life like she used to. But, his current condition was different. Zia used to walk on her feet, but this time? He had to hang on to a wheelchair.


"Zia's? Ibra is waiting for your answer, you see," The Princess' voice again takes Zia's attention.


Zia sighed softly, the girl was forced to accept the offer of the man standing before her at this moment.


"Alright," Zia replied which made Ibra smile wider.


"In that case, let's help you prepare."


The princess pushed the wheelchair that Zia was sitting in back into the room. The woman hoped that if the younger brother could find his soulmate in Ibra.


Zia and Putri came out of the room, while Arash, Mama Nayna, and Ibra were chatting in the living room.


"That's them," pointed Arash towards Zia and the Princess.


Ibra turned her head back, the man smiling broadly at the sight of how beautiful Zia was this afternoon.


Ibra, Arash, and Mama Nayna also stood up to welcome the arrival of Zia and Putri.


"Well, is Mama's son really pretty?" praise Mama Nayna who made Zia smile.


"Em, you better leave now. I'm going to go in for lunch too. You have to take medicine late in time" Mama Nayna reminded the princess.


"Okay, Auntie" replied Ibra and asked Zia if she was ready to go with him.


"Zia, you didn't forget to bring medicine, did you?" ask Mama Nayna.


"Here you go, Ma."


"All right then. Don't forget to take the medicine later, huh?"


"Yes, Ma."


"Then we go first, Auntie, Mas Arash, Ma'am Putri" said Ibra.


"Yes, be careful on the road!" said Mama Nayna.


"Here, I help," Ibra reached out her hand to hold the handle behind the wheelchair, pushing the wheelchair that the girl who had captivated her.


"We go first, Ma, Ma, Mas" said Zia.


"Yes, honey."


Ibra also pushed the wheelchair occupied by Zia out of the house.


"Hmm, I hope there's good news from both of them, huh?" lirih Mama Nayna heard by Zia.


"Amin, I hope so, Ma."


Arash just looked straight at Ibra and Zia, I don't know what was in the man's mind at the moment.


"Ma, the mango behind the house seems to be able to be picked, we do ngerujak yuk?" invite the Princess who was influenced by Mama Nayna.


"Yuk. Rash, you please take yes," said Mama Nayna, who was adopted by Arash.