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"So, you actually managed to gather that much money." Bianka sighed softly, acting a bit defeated.

Belal became extremely confused, not understanding why his mother appeared to be disappointed. "What is wrong, mother? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, you didn't." Bianka answered back with a smile on her face. "Belal, you can use that money for yourself. There is no need to spend them on me."

"Huh!?" Belal became shocked to hear that, as did the other two. "What do you mean by that, mother?"

"You heard what I just said. I need to be cured." Bianka said, shaking her head.

"Why!?" Belal yelled out loud as he felt all his effort was for nothing.

"Belal." Bianka suddenly became a bit angry. She said this, glaring at him. "Won't you listen to your mother?"

"..Uh….I…." Belal gritted his teeth, almost trying to refute her, but he held himself back. He stood up and left the house in a matter of seconds.