"You're awake, Lana," Seira said to the middle-aged woman who was still kneeling on the floor.

Seeing Seira being carried by Mr. Atmadja with Serly who seemed to be guarding her against the side, Lana asked, "What happened to you?"

"No, no. I don't deserve to say such a thing. Forgive me, forgive my son, forgive us, Seira, Atmadja. Forgive our family," Lana said as she dragged her body in front of Mrs. Seira without getting up from her position. The middle-aged woman burst into tears.

"What are you doing? Wake up, don't kneel like that," said Mrs. Seira trying to wake the woman.

"No, until you forgive us," said Lana again.

"Honey, don't cry like this. I don't want you to faint again," said Jerry approaching his wife, trying to calm her down.

"Get up. Come on, wake up Lana, you don't have to apologize like this," said Seira.

"No, I will stay in this position if you don't forgive me," said Lana, still sobbing.

"Okay, I forgive you," Seira said with a deep breath.

Hearing that, Lana slowly rose from her position, "Really?" she asked reassuringly.

"Yeah, now calm down," said Seira patting the woman's shoulder then carried her back to the gurney and helped her lean on it.

"Calm yourself, don't let you faint again," said Mrs. Seira repeating her sentence.

"Okay, thank you," said Lana holding the middle-aged woman's hand.

"For the time being, let's not talk about this matter just yet. Let everything calm down," said Mr. Atmadja.

"No, after leaving this hospital, we want to say goodbye. We're going back to Australia," Lana said as she turned to her husband Jerry.

"Isn't that right, honey?"

"Whatever you want, honey. I'll do it for you," Jerry replied, nodding.

"But.."

"Don't worry about us, we'll be fine. We have received your forgiveness, Seira, so we have no more reason to stay in this country any longer," said Lana immediately cutting Seira's words.

"About Byanca, I don't want to care about that kid anymore," she added.

"As a mother, I am very ashamed to have a child with such behavior. She not only humiliated my family, but she also deceived your family, Mrs. Seira. I'm disappointed."

Hearing his wife's words, Jerry just sighed deeply. He wanted to chime in on his wife but seeing her condition, it didn't seem like it was the right time to talk about their daughter. Honestly, he also felt very disappointed as a parent. The daughter he had been so proud of did something very embarrassing. But again, blood relations are thicker than anything.

Even though Byanca had made such a mistake, Byanca was still their daughter. And it is still his responsibility as a parent.

Deep down, Jerry felt like a complete failure in educating his daughter.

Mrs. Seira and Mr. Atmadja glanced at each other, then turned to their mother who was standing not far from their position.

"As a parent, I will not demand anything. Just do what you think is good," said Grandma.

"Thank you," Jerry and Lana said almost at the same time.

"Then where is Devan? May I meet him? No, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he might be angry with me," said Lana, the middle-aged woman who didn't care how Byanca's bad character was exposed because sooner or later it would be known by everyone. What she cares about is that her daughter is playing cheating with another man. As a mother, she does not know and cannot understand her daughter's way of thinking.

"He's outside," said Mr. Atmadja.

"Wait, I'll call him in," said Serly, then got up from her position, walked out of the room.

Silence, no sound at all. Only Lana's voice could be heard occasionally sobbing.

Only a few minutes later, the door to the room opened again along with Serly, Claire, and Devan who were carrying Dave.

Seira who sensed their arrival immediately stepped aside and as far away as possible. She didn't know, she just felt like she lost face in front of her son.

While Lana and Jerry who saw the arrival of the three people glanced at each other and looked at each other. Their eyes then turned to a boy who looked a lot like Devan.

"Did Auntie call me?" said Devan first and managed to break the focus of Lana and her husband.

"Ah, y-yes. I want to tell you something, Devan," said Lana looking at the man then turning to the petite-looking woman next to him.

As if understanding the woman's gaze, Claire immediately bowed respectfully. "Introducing, I am Claire, Madam. Sorry if my presence bothers you. Then, I say goodbye," she said without reducing her respect in the slightest.

"No, you stay here," a voice suddenly sounded from the side of the room, it was from Seira.

Instantly everyone turned to look at her. "I-I mean if you want to go out, just get out. No one forbids you," she said a little darkly with both hands holding the nape of her neck, avoiding all pairs of eyes that were on her.

Mr. Atmadja who knows the nature of his wife can only smile faintly.

"A-alright, I'll be out first, madam, sir," said Claire.

"Do not do it, honey. I.." But his words were cut off when the nearby woman nodded her head as if to say that 'it's okay, don't worry.

"Hmm, fine."

"Leave Dave to me," Claire said in the lowest possible voice.

Devan did not refuse and obeyed all of Claire's words.

After Claire left, Devan looked back at Lana.

"What do you want Auntie to tell me?" he asked.historical

"I didn't mean like that, I was just a little curious about her, Devan. But since she chose to leave, then I can't stop her."

"Is that woman 'Anna'?" Lana asked again, putting aside what she wanted to say to satisfy her curiosity.

"That's right, Auntie. She is Anna, that was her name before she met her real family," replied Devan.

"Her real name is Claire, Aunt. Claire Smith and the boy I was carrying earlier is my son from her."

"His name is Dave," he added.

Lana and Jerry looked at each other again. Having such a big child means that Devan's relationship with Anna has been very long.

"So all this time.."

"I only met her a few months ago, Aunt.. I didn't know before that I had a son from her," Devan interrupted Lana's words.