"I have caused a lot of you trouble by coming here. But thank you for thinking of me as an important part of Marga's life. And I am really happy that she finally found her family after all these years." Fatima was now also at the brink of crying. The night continued with happy chit chats. The Lim's continuously asked about Marga's childhood and her friends, which were mainly the Son siblings. Both Elder Lim and Johanna now see why Marga has grown up into a decent and sweet lady, it was because of this family that took care of her and loved her without expecting anything in return.
"It really is no problem, Fatima. I have wanted to see where Marga actually grew up. It's just a pity that the orphanage no longer existed for us to see, but this is also her home, so I wanted to see for myself how my granddaughter grew up to be this loving and kind." Elder Lim blurted out, he doesn't want to make Fatima uncomfortable because of their sudden visit.
"Thank you, Mr Lim, for thinking kindly. I am actually feeling okay, but my brother is just cautious of me travelling." Fatima peeked at her brother who was looking concerned every time he looks at her. "I was informed the welcome party will be tomorrow?" she continued. The conversation continued while Marga and Stephen went back to their room.
"Are you tired?" Stephen asked Marga, she was looking a bit pale since they arrived at the mansion. "No, I'm alright, maybe a little jet lagged. I want to take a nap, can you let them know?" in fact Marga was a little overwhelmed about what was happening, she found her family and now looking at Fatima, she was so pale like she only has days to live, how can she go back to Fountain Country to attend her ball not knowing something might happen to Fatima.
"Sweetheart, I'm really worried about Sister Fatima, can you tell me honestly what is her condition?" Marga grabbed her husbands' hand before she stood up planning to talk to her husband alone.
Marga led her husband to their room, and as she closed the door, she hugged Stephen ever so tightly. "Please tell me honestly, what is the real situation with Sister Fatima, she seems so weak now, I don't know if I can ever leave her again." she instantly put her hands to cover her face and hid her muffled cries.
Stephen knew that sooner or later they really have to accept the fact that his Aunt might not be able to make it past this month, she has been responding to the medication really well, it's just that, her body is unable to cope up with it, perhaps due to the years that she did not have to take care of her illness.
"Marga, listen to me very well. We already know what the situation of her health is, and yes, you are partially right, her body is too weak right now, although the medication is there to help her with the pain, nevertheless, it is no longer helping with the stage that her illness is right now." Stephen tried his best to comfort his wife. "I know it is hard to accept it sweetheart, but we might as well get ourselves ready because sooner or later, Aunt will....." he left the last few words before he was startled by a sudden attack from his wife.
Marga punched Stephens' chest over and over while tears flowing from her eyes "How can you say that easily to me! It's as if you don't care about whether she lived or die. She is my mother for the longest time and you expect me to just accept it?" Marga's body grew weak, perhaps from the travel that she already was very exhausted both emotionally and physically. She did not mean to hit her husband, she was just really lost, losing Sister Fatima, it would really leave a big void in her heart.
Stephen did not feel hurt at all, he knows that she did not mean to hit him, it was just her emotions talking. He carried her to their bed where she was still sobbing, he got her a glass of water as well. "Marga, I know this will be difficult, and instead of letting Aunt Fatima worry about us, let us spend time with her to make her feel that even when she would be gone, she can be at ease because we have each other." Stephen brushed the tears from her cheeks.