The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 84 - Longing

Arriving at the hospital, they rushed as if to understand how big the longing that Shila had to complete this afternoon. Without letting go of his hand, Zean really did not worry about the sight of someone who might have known him.

Since then Syila's chest heart pounded incoherently. As much as Nyayu's anger was until when Zulia opened her eyes, she chose silence. In a moment, the room where Zulia was being treated was already in front of her eyes.

Syila wanted to embrace and embrace the body she missed every night. In fact, if he had to he would kiss the soles of his feet in order to remove the wounds that Shila had incised.

But God seems to be punishing him. Syila's chest, which was already crowded, was more tormented when he saw the place of the bed leaving a slightly messy blanket.

"Zeanis? We didn't have the wrong room?" zia asked confused and could not understand what was really happening.

Zean's jaws hardened instantly, as quickly as possible to reach the wife who almost lost balance. Without a second thought, the man came out even though Syila seemed difficult to step.

They're late, Zean knows something's wrong. While calming his wife, the man went to the doctor who had handled Zulia.

There was no one to suspect besides Nyanyu, no matter what the woman planned because it blocked the happiness of his wife. Mikhail who was confused himself, kept following in his son's footsteps.

"I'm sorry, sir .. We made a mistake."

It was easy to apologize, Zean almost landed a punch on the man's face. Luckily, Mikhail was in his right mind and quickly arrested his son.

"Don't, Zean, let's find them. It probably won't be far away ... Shila, where'd your mother go?"

Nyayu House, the most likely true is the woman's house. They rushed to Nyayu's residence. Bastian is still asked to be careful even in a desperate situation. Mikhail asked the two to calm down, but he himself was not calm actually.

Entering that simple and beautiful environment, Syila's expectations were so great. His eyes continued to look forward, the journey this time felt like a long time. While Mikhail kept asking her what color her house was, it upset Zia and asked her husband to shut up.

Until when he arrived at Nyayu's residence, Syila had to swallow disappointment again. There was no Nyayu there, let alone Zulia. There was only her husband and son there, but that's okay. At least, Syila could ask.

"Mas, where'd you take me? I'm going to see Mom."

"Mas doesn't know, Syila. Yesterday Mas to the hospital is still there, besides where Nyayu might bring your mother back here."

"I've just been to the hospital, and mom's gone .. Only Mas might know where Nyayu's mom took her."

Syila half-screamed, Zean who started to lose patience came forward and tried to speak well. He did not want to use violence at this time, Zean realized it might be true that Nyayu was indeed meritorious and willing to take care of Zulia.

However, that does not mean it makes Nyayu entitled to break the relationship with Syila with her biological mother. Zean asks Bara to tell him where the woman took Zulia.

"I am wrong .. I know your family cannot accept me that easily, but please do not hinder my wife's rights."

Bara stared at Zean flat then let out a long sigh. Nyayu is outrageous, but Bara can not do more because his status is the same as Zean, just a new person.

"Say, where's my in-laws?"

"I can't be sure if he's still there or not, but some time ago my wife said they were going to Prabu's grave."

Visiting her father's grave is something that the mother likes, but Zulia will come even if she just says hello.

If it is true that they went to the father's final resting place, it means that Zulia's situation is better. Throughout the journey Syila did not stop hoping this time would not fail again.

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"Syila wait!!"

Not long after Zean spoke, his wife ran away. Mikhail looked around this place, wherever Mikhail's funeral heart would be wounded and remembered the father.

"Mas, come on."

"Shortly, Zia ... My eyes are dusting."

Zia who understood why her husband had suddenly changed so just gently rubbed his shoulders. The loss of a parent is the most painful injury, Mikhail explained.

If Mikhail's eyes had just dewed, it would be different with Syila at this time. His steps were unusually fast, suddenly heavy when he saw a weak woman sitting in a wheelchair with Nyayu at his side.

Syila did not dream, the angel she longed for now looked weak with a single white rose she held with her wrinkled hands.

Without caring that there was Nyayu there, Syila desperately approached with tears that now drenched both cheeks. However, strangely at this moment Nyayu did not attack Syila with those piercing words.

"Mother."

Zulia stared towards the source of the voice. It was her daughter, she was not wrong and this time was not dreaming like yesterday.

Her daughter knelt while tightly grasping her fingers, but all Zulia could give her was tears. He was unable to move his hand to gently rub the top of the princess' head.

Syila wailed, saying a thousand words of apology with tears that were completely unstoppable again. The sight was really painful, Nyayu who yesterday had selfishly separated them involuntarily shed tears in the end.

She knew Zulia wanted Syila. Although the woman could not speak clearly, her stiff lips tried to call out to Syila every day.

"I'm sorry, Syila .. but you deserve to be punished that way."

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