Chapter 45. We Don't Talk Anymore

Arthur Sanjaya stared intently at Kimberly's face, sitting next to him. He struggled to contain himself; it was difficult. A drop of tear rolled freely down the cheek that looked wrinkled with age. Whose heart doesn't hurt when we hear that the only person we love suffers from a severe illness. 

Yes, Kimberly had just told Arthur about the sickness she had recently. 

After Kimberly's parents left, Arthur was the one who took care of the woman alone. Give the best. What Kimberly wanted in this world, he always did. Make the woman intelligent, elegant, but still humble. Arthur felt very guilty. Considering himself a failure and unable to protect his only granddaughter. He even ran out of words other than being able to hug Kimberly tightly. 

"I'm sorry, Kimmy." Said the old man quietly. "Opa feels failed to take care of you," he continued later. Arthur's face was so sad. 

Kimberly flashed a smile. A sign that she's okay. "Opa, why should you be sad.