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Savira rubbed Wati's nose with eucalyptus oil. The middle-aged woman slowly opened her eyes. The figure of a woman still wearing a nurse's uniform was seen for the first time.

"Vira...." Wati whispered like a gust of wind. Gradually, grain by grain fell down Wati's cheek.

"Is something wrong, Mom?" Savira watched every inch of Wati's body. However, she did not find anything in line with the wound on the body of the woman who risked her life when giving birth to her.

"Mother's chest is tight?" asked Savira again.

Wati shook her head and then returned to dropping her tears. As a mother, she feels guilty for not being able to protect her daughter.

"Why are you crying? Tell me which part hurts, Mom? Savira will treat it later."

"I'm sorry, son. I couldn't protect you from my father's selfishness." Wati sobbed the image of 50 million bills danced in her eyes.

"Savira is fine Mom. Savira will return Dion's money," Savira answered doubtfully.

"50 million, Ra. Where does the money come
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