
After Amora's body didn't shiver anymore, Prince got up. He put on his clothes again and walked out of his room.
His firm footsteps sounded clear. A dignified aura clearly emanated and made all the servants in the big house of Chandra bow and salute and disdain him.
Essa is still in the family room watching the ball show. He looked back after.
"How's my twin doing?"
Prince sits in a single chair next to Essa. It's like looking for something.
"It's better."
"Is this house equipped with CCTV?" ask Prince.
"There are, but not every corner of the house has its CCTVs," explains Essa.
Three wrinkles between Essa's eyebrows were clearly visible when Prince was researching the state of his house.
"Do you suspect anything?"
"During my time with me, Amora never relapsed, but when she came into this house, she was sick again" Prince explained.
Essa seemed surprised by the statement from Prince about it. It is true that Amora had not been sick because of the effects of the poison she used to drink as a child. But is there someone who is still trying to harm him?
"He had not eaten since, drinking only a glass of mineral water and orange juice. Oh, wait, I'll call the waiter who made her some orange juice." Essa was trying to remember what they were doing earlier.
"From noon to evening he hasn't eaten? Then what are you doing so you don't offer your sister a meal? What kind of brother doesn't care about his sister?" accuse Prince.
Essa's face reddened in anger at Prince's accusation. Half a day, he tried to calm down Amora who was crying over her own fate after what Prince had done.
"Blame others for the mistakes you made yourself!" flip Essa.
Prince raised both his eyebrows upwards.
"You should have asked yourself why Amora came here."
Prince remembered that they had fought. Amora got angry and left. Did the woman pour out her heart to Essa.
"I need CCTV in the kitchen and this room if there is one."
"Okey, we're going to the monitor room." Essa immediately got up to invite Prince to the Monitor room. He was actually still upset at Prince, only now was not the right time to discuss the matter. Men always think before they act.
They went to the monitor room. There, they then saw the events in the house. Essa accidentally shows Prince when Amora was crying earlier. Although there was no voice but clearly visible expression of his sister.
Prince pursed his lips tightly when he saw her. He swallowed his saliva very hard. Maybe what he said earlier looked outrageous to the point of making the strong Amora finally hurt.
Until the scene of Amora drinking a glass of orange juice, Prince noticed the expression of the servant who gave. He looks serious. Go towards the kitchen.
The kitchen looks crowded and nothing suspicious. The juice is made as it should be. But he felt, something was wrong.
He twisted again the incident in the family room and kitchen until many times. Until he found something there.
"You saw the servant's expression as he looked towards Amora. It looks suspicious."
Essa, who had not seen any error, began to observe. Prince's sharp eyes were not wrong.
"While in this kitchen, look! The glass was not taken from the glass but from under his clothes."
Essa's face paled immediately. Right, what he said to Prince. It's all planned.
"Where is Mba Sih?" essa asked the waiter she met. All the other servants looked at each other.
"Mba Sih was not seen. Wait we'll find" replied one of the senior servants who became the leader in this house.
"Mba Here? it was no longer in his room" said the maid after leaving to look for the maid that Prince was referring to. "Saying the guard, half an hour ago he just went out he said to buy medicine."
"Damn!" as if Essa is upset.
"Calm down, we'll find the culprit. Leave that to me," said Prince. He contacted his men.
***
Sunlight that had begun to feel hot entered Amora's room. The woman began to move her eyelids when she felt something wet sticking to her face.
His eyes opened to see a smiling Prince in front of him. He blinked.
"Am I dead? And you're a grim reaper why do you look so much like my husband? Can't you have another face?" he asked half unconscious.
The prince who saw it became anxious. It felt like he was biting on Amora's small, tall nose.
The man just kept quiet, continuing his work of cleansing Amora's body.
"This prince is you, not an angel?" Amora began to wake up. He tried to get up, but his body hurt everything.
"It's only been a while away from me like this!" murmured Prince was upset. He threw the towel he had just put on into the basin. Then start picking up dry clothes and towels for Amora.
Amora bent her face deep. His disappointment with Prince is not over. However, seeing the treatment of Prince who treated her painstakingly, made her speechless.
"I told you to stay with me, then you'll be safe!"
Prince helps Amora get up to be able to put a nightgown on her body.
"If you want to get angry just go. I'd rather die than see you again, too" Amora felt tight and hurt when she said so.
"I've told you if I determine when you die and live. Our deal is not done and you must not leave before you finish it. You must be pregnant with our child!" Prince rests Amora's body on the bed.
Amora sharpened her eyes in anger. Prince himself held onto Amora's chin gently. Amora turned her face to the side.
"I know you're mad at me, but it's okay. What matters to me is that you're pregnant."
"Why give birth to a child if eventually the child will live without a complete parent?" chirps Amora sad.
"Then stay with me to raise her" Prince said.
Amora shed her tears while shaking her head. He can't continue this relationship pretending to be tough when he's not that strong.
"Don't cry, you're ugly like this" Prince said, wiping away Amora's tears.
"I want to be here. You go!" rasping Amora. He did not want Prince to be around. It even made Amora's wounds deeper.
He realized that Prince's influence was very large for him. This old man who was far from Amora could always make him subjugated in any respect. It did not make Amora happy or happy. But he felt calm near the Prince and comfortable. That is if the shadow of the Moon Ma'am is not among them.
"Not without you. The old man will pull a gun if I let you stay here." They look at each other.
Without warning, Prince hugged Amora. "Stay beside me, though I'm not like the man you wanted and expected. At least you'll be safe with me."
Amora cries in Prince's arms. Why would she survive in this household without love in it.