I'm Not a Mandul Wife
Accepting His Offer

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After a few seconds just staring pity Maharani face that looks sad, now Dion again asked the Empress because he did not let the woman with the condition that currently looks very chaotic to go home alone.

"Well, what's up? Shouldn't you call your husband first to have him pick up here?" dion asked with a friendly smile.

"I took a taxi, because my husband was busy!" kilah Maharani tries to cover up the reality that actually happened.

The reason is only one, because he does not want strangers to know about the disgrace of his marriage. Moreover, the destruction of her current household occurred because of her husband's affair with a private secretary in her company

"Well, that's the danger, Mba. What if on the trip you are unconscious again? And it just so happens that you get a taxi driver who turns out to have evil intentions on you, are you ready to take that risk?" Dion's words made the Empress shudder in horror.

"Astagfirullah. How come you doain me ugly!" Maharani was eager to hit the man who was next to him at this moment. However, he tried to restrain himself and preferred to say Istighfar repeatedly in his heart.

"Not doain, but indeed as humans we are obliged to be aware of anyone and under any circumstances, of course without cornering or cornering the person is evil or not. Isn't it better to prevent than to treat? So I'd better take you home, if you're afraid your husband will misunderstand me seeing me drive you home, let me explain to him. I only intend to help Mba, because Mba like my sister who died three years ago, she died of depression after being a victim of sexual abuse that used to be done by a taxi driver. My sister used to be dizzy and knew she was unconscious on the way, then was taken to an empty house by the driver and finally my sister was raped." Dion's face seemed sad when telling everything to the Empress to make the woman now sympathize with him and feel very guilty because his stubbornness even reminded the sadness of the Doctor's past story.

"I'm sorry yes. I didn't mean to make you remember that dark incident. You have to be patient! And may your sister be quiet in heaven" said the Empress, who began to develop smiles from both corners of her lips.

At this moment the friendly look of the face, began to look to decorate her beautiful face which from the beginning of their meeting only looked flat without expression.

"Thank you, I believe that! If my sister is happy in heaven, but until now I still can't forgive myself, you know why?"

"Why?" ask Maharani who began to be interested in the story of the doctor to make him curious.

"Because I refused his wish to be delivered to the hospital where he worked. Therefore, I am very sorry after hearing the news about my sister being abused by an irresponsible driver, until my sister was severely depressed, due to the incident. I do not want the incident that befell Diana experienced by other women, including by you who now want to go home alone with a situation that is still not okay and intend to go home alone."

The two eyes of Maharani now looked teary, he could feel the deep sadness that Dion was currently feeling.

"It's a pity that this guy, he looks so good so there's no harm if I accept his offer. After all from this moment on I also have to save money because there is no longer Mas Rendy who will support me," the inner Maharani decided.

"Not a hassle, I happen to want to go home too. Oh yeah, are you strong on your own or do I want to get you a wheelchair?" ask Dion kindly.

"If it doesn't seem like I need a wheelchair because my head still hurts a lot!" pinta Maharani who unhesitatingly accepted the offer.

"Okay, wait here for a second! I took the wheelchair for you." Dion stepped out of his room in a hurry.

After staring at the departure of Dion who had already walked out of the room. Now the Maharani is again trying to rise from his position. After his efforts were successful, the woman was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for Dion to bring her a wheelchair.

"O Allah, why is my headache not going away? I don't usually have a headache all this time. Is it because I've been crying too long until my head hurts like this?" asked the Maharani who began to feel if his eyes became twitched at this time.

The woman immediately gripped tightly the bed sheet that enveloped the bed tightly.

"Astagfirullah. Please strengthen the servant, O Allah," the inner Maharani continues to speak the word istighfar in his heart, so that Allah will always give him strength in the face of trials, which he thinks are very heavy throughout his life.

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