"Yes... you heard that all of this is true, I know... however I reject you as my father the world will say that I am indeed my father, but the soul that stands in front of you right now is no longer your right! Eighteen year old girl this is not your daughter!" really fragile Jarvis was standing boneless in front of the princess at this time, the regret he really felt for real, the daughter he was so proud of, the daughter he pampered so much now said things he never imagined at all
"Listen carefully, and remember correctly this is the last time I call you Daddy, do you know it's hard for me to accept this, I hope this is just a dream, will never come true, but the harsh reality I have to live with , the person I love so much, the person I love the most, there are even no words other than a hero to me, now he has died in my life, I became a messed up girl, unsure of what direction do you care about that? no... I miss the old you, I want us to laugh together again when I whine to grab you with my sister, and there you will hit your brother's head and say, Kiana is my daughter, she will always get my love and affection, but what... what happened right now Daddy," Kiana couldn't hold back her tears right now.
"Huft... Thank you, thank you for everything you managed to destroy all my dreams, I miss the old atmosphere... but now the world has changed I will try to accept it, once again thank you for all the wounds you gave us Dad.. I'm sorry sir!" said Kina with a respectful bow, again like being stabbed by a thousand knives hearing the princess's words made Jarvis unable to hold back his tears anymore, his body weak and helpless when the Master's call came straight from the princess's mouth for him.
"Mom, come on, your lips are bleeding," Kiana said and walked while supporting her mother who was still stunned by all the words of the princess at this time.
They walked out of the room, Liana felt the coldness of the princess's hand, the teenage girl just kept silent and didn't say anything.
Meanwhile Jarvis was still stunned by all the words of the princess, he recalled the moment where when his eldest daughter Naya made her sister cry just because she fought for it, the regret finally came now.
Kiana was cleaning some of the wounds on her mother's face very carefully, but Liana groaned a little when her arm was touched by the princess which made Kiana open her mother's sleeve a little, the blue lebab made Kiana look at him deeply.
"Does he beat you every day? It's like three days ago," he said slowly while smearing medicine on his mother's arm, Liana just kept silent the tears continued to flow down her cheeks.
"Is there anything else, ma'am?" he said, which was greeted by Liana shaking his head slowly, but the girl just sighed softly and checked all of the mother's body, some wounds and even scars that were still wet could be seen clearly, Kiana was no longer able to hold back the tears, she wiped it quickly and smeared a medicine by gently blowing all the wounds that the mother had.
"Does it really hurt, ma'am?" he said slowly. Liana just shook her head and smiled faintly.
"Okay, mom, take a rest, I'll take a shower first," he said as he stood up.
"Son..." Liana's words made Kiana turn back and look at her mother.
"Yes?"
"Thank you, I'm sorry for everything Ana," he muttered, hugging the princess, the tears he could no longer hold back now.
"Don't cry anymore, mother's tears are very precious so stop crying or later Sis Naya will be angry with me," said the girl which made Liana nodded slowly while wiping her tears.
"Okay I'm going to take a shower, mom can rest first, don't cry," said the girl while wiping her mother's tears, she walked into the bathroom and turned on the water in the bath up fully, she took a deep breath and looked at herself in the bathroom. in front of a mirror, but his eyes focused on the blood still clinging to his palm. The tears were flowing again he cleaned the blood marks roughly, all the pain was gone because of his grudge, he wrapped the bandage slowly and looked back at himself in front of a mirror.
"Kiana Nuraya Azrah, you don't have a father anymore," he muttered as he wiped the tears from the girl's cheeks.
Meanwhile in a luxurious mansion that was very majestic an old man was lying with several wires on his body, the sound mingled on a small monitor beside him seemed normal, several big men stood neatly in front of the door of his room.
"How is he?" said a man who had just arrived.
"Still the same sir," he said very politely. But their conversation was cut short when one of the old man's fingers began to move and his eyes opened.
"Grandpa..." the man muttered very quietly and sat beside the bed where the old man lay.
"Son are you... you... in... here?" he said very softly, tears flowing in the corners of his eyes making the man gently stroke the back of his grandfather's hand.
"I'm here for you cake, come on wake up I really need you," said the man very gently.
"I... I... I... really... miss... you," he said, only to be nodded slowly by the man.
"Son... I... have... a... tu... a request... to you," the old man looked very hard to muster up the strength to speak.
"Sorry sir, don't force yourself to say much just yet, you can't—" the man in the white coat stopped when one of the old man's hands gave a code to remain silent.