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The IMMT Eps 72

"Rea, you're here.." Said Mrs Lee as soon as the door of Dariel's room opened and showed the beautiful figure of Andrea. "I told you to wait for Dariel's news at home.. You don't take trips that can make you tired later." Andrea smiled. Now standing next to the ward where Dariel was. stared at the handsome face that was sleeping.

"Mrs, someone wants to see you."

"Oh yeah? Who?"

"Mom come in.." Mrs Lee turned back to the door that was opened from the outside. Two women of different ages managed to make Mrs Lee knit her eyebrows. Because he recognized who came this figure, Arumi, a famous desaigner whose work is often glimpsed by socialites including himself who had entrusted the fitting of the wedding dress Dariel and Aletta first to him.

"Good afternoon Mrs Lee, how are you?" greet Arumi politely.

"I'm good. What are you doing here? And what's your relationship with my daughter-in-law?"

"Pardon me in advance if my arrival bothers you, Andrea is my son. I'm her real mother.." Obviously a startled face was on Mrs Lee's face. "..we were separated when Andrea was a child, and have only met some time recently Madam" he continued before Mrs Lee had time to ask. "This is my second child, Nadine.." Nadine nodded politely towards Madame Lee as soon as she was appointed.

"Why are you separated?"

"There was a problem in the past that caused me to lose Andrea and my husband.. Peto finds Andrea and takes care of her. Oiya, I'm sorry for what happened to your son..."

"My son must be fine." a smile full of strength does not want to be pitied. "Darielku must be just exhausted and rested for a while. He'll be right back.."

"Mrs, how's Mrs Aletta? Is she healthy? I didn't see it.." Andrea's eyeballs stopped circling the room after believing there wasn't Aletta there.

"You're still thinking about him even he cursed you yesterday.."

"I deserve it.."

"None of you deserves it. If there's anyone worth cursing at in this matter it's my own son. Dariel should have accepted all of that. I don't know, maybe this is a reprimand for him.." Andrea rubbed Lady Lee's shoulder as soon as she saw the aura of sadness again enveloping her speech.

"Ah, I forgot, I brought madam a spicy sauce crab, I cooked myself! Madam eat huh?" Andrea tried to cheer up. Diraihnya rantang contains rice and Madam Lee's favorite menu from Arumi's hands. In spirit he handed it to his in-laws. Hoping to drive away the created.

"You're pregnant, don't do Rea's hard work, or Dariel will be mad at me later if you're doing anything to cook for me." Andrea laughed a little.

"It's not heavy, I'm happy to do it. Because your granddaughter wants to eat with you, madam." The corner of Mrs Lee's lips lifted into a new smile. They then eat together to enjoy a home-cooked dish of Andrea-style restaurants.

"Rea, where did you learn to cook? Your cooking is always delicious! Staying with you for sure I will turn into a doraemon!" said Mrs Lee was met with laughter by the three women in front of her.

"What's that good?" Madam Lee nodded.

"I think your cooking talent is down from your father first, baby.. Your father's very good at cooking, even if I lose!" Arumi.

"Wua.. My dad must have been so cool!" Andrea clucked in admiration.

After eating, they continued the conversation around the world of women. Exchanging arguments on the topics discussed, occasionally it sounds they're hushed because one succeeds in jokingly breaking the seriousness. They did not realize that Aletta was leaning against the outside wall of Dariel, not so enter after that her eyes first saw the familiarity inside was just being intertwined, stopping her hand that almost grabbed the door handle.

Aletta wiped her tears flowing down her cheeks. A wry smile stared at the tupperware in his hand containing rice and side dishes that he cooked for his in-laws. Earlier this morning Mrs Lee came and asked to take turns to look after Dariel. But what is he seeing now? just adding to his heart wound.

Aletta decided not to bother. He chose to go out of the hospital either way to where he himself did not know. He just followed where his foot was going, and now he stops at the hospital. One of the chairs there. Crying out. Inexhaustible clear water came out of her beautiful eyelids.

Aletta was startled and immediately turned her head as she felt a soft touch landing on her shoulder. The sweet face of director Alan now adorns the view of Aletta.

"May I cry with you?"

"That's not funny Alan!" Alan chuckles.

"Why are you here instead of accompanying Dariel inside?"

"There's a guest Mama's in I don't feel good bothering."

"And what is this? Hmmmm.. It smells delicious!" Grabbing the tupperware nearby while sniffing. Aletta smile.

"Only cat food!"

"Can I open it?" Aletta nagging. Alan seemed to be tempted as soon as the lid opened. "Cat food is this good?" Alan immediately tasted with his hands. Make Aletta tickle.

"Ih.. Why eaten? It's not for you!" take back Tupperware in Alan's hands.

"Just make me!" Alan wanted to take it again but quickly Aletta parried his hand.

"Keep your hands!"

"How much you do.." Alan pouted. "I'm hungry.." Aletta iba too, resentfully handed over the tupperware again.

"Eat!" Alan sparkles. He immediately ate with gourmand. Seeing that Aletta smiled as well, her mind floated. If only she had been with him now was Dariel, who enjoyed his cooking was Dariel.. Aletta sobbed again, grabbing Alan's attention, forcing Alan to stop eating. It was unexpected that Aletta was laying on her chest. The sadness he felt.

"Ale.. Never mind.. These are all trials. Hope Dariel gets out of his coma soon." Aletta nodded.

"Have you eaten?" Aletta shakes. "You're not eating right, yeah, you deserve to look skinny now... Sit down right let me feed you." Aletta according. He positioned his seat firmly while wiping his tears.

"Let's!" Alan opened his mouth hoping Aletta would follow his movements.

"I'll eat alone!"

"Have you heard?"

"What?"

"Eating with someone else's hands is better..." Alan rolled his eyes. Aletta chuckles. Finally he nodded and let Alan bribe him.

"Thank you, Alan." said Aletta wholeheartedly. He was a little warm with this treatment. Alan nodded and smiled.

Beautiful flowers bloom with stunning colors in the garden. Same with the color of Alan's heart accompanied by the smell of her pent-up love for Aletta.

God, don't let sadness cover her pretty face. Brighten her day, give her the happiness she deserves. If you're not with Dariel, let Aletta be happy with me..

"Hey!" Aletta rubbed Alan's face. "Smile to yourself ! what are you daydreaming about?" Alan chuckles.

"Nothing."