But not Me

Wake up!

At five o'clock in the morning his wife's surgery was completed, Bagas continued to wait process by process even until his son was finally born, the birth that should be on schedule next month it finally had to go forward because of this incident, he said, there has been much Bagas planned with Dara when welcoming the birth of their son, but it turns out that reality says otherwise, his son must be born in a precarious state, which is still very important, where the mother who has not been declared out of the critical period, the state of the house is still chaotic, plus the mood of Bagas who is now confused must feel happy or feel sad, or feel sad, on the one hand, he was happy because he finally could meet sooner than expected with his son who was very eager to meet him, but on the other hand he also felt sad because Dara had not yet awakened, so he could not see how handsome their child was.

Panji finally arrived at the hospital that morning, he went straight to the hospital after he arrived at the airport, news from Anwar had indeed been received since last night, it's just that there are no night flights from the city to Jakarta, so have to wait for the first flight at 4 am.

"Master, drink up!" Panji thrust a bottle of mineral water in front of Bagas, he knew that his master must have not eaten or drank anything, so he also brought some food packs for breakfast Bagas and himself.

Bagas only glanced at his assistant, then looked back at Dara who was now in the ward but was not yet conscious.

"Sir, you have to eat" Panji said again.

"You think I'm swallowing food when my wife's condition is like this, even my son has to be separated in the nursery and can't suckle on his mother?"

"But sir, you still have to take care of your health, because there will be many things you face and you certainly need energy for it, you have to be very strong when the damn terrorists are caught, you have to be very strong, you need to eat in order to beat them mercilessly!" Panji was indeed the most able to persuade his master.

"The settlers? You mean?" Bagas began to look interested and enthusiastic about what was conveyed by his assistant.

"Yes sir, according to Anwar's report, found some fragments of Molotov cocktails around the pavilion, some were still intact and had not had time to be thrown and gulped outside the backyard fence." Panji explained what Anwar had reported to him over the phone as he was on his way from the airport to the hospital

"Who are those bastards?" furious Bagas.

"For a while still under investigation, from the surveillance cameras it looks like they are about 4 people and they wear head coverings, unfortunately they do not ride any vehicles, he said, so we can't check their vehicle numbers."

"Would you and Anwar give up just because they're wearing headgear and not using an untraceable vehicle?" Bagas stared at the bitch.

"Of course not sir, it's just that it takes a little longer to find them, but that doesn't mean we give up, we'll try until they're caught." urai Panji while opening and thrusting the package of food he brought for Bagas.

"Relax sir, you only need to focus on your wife and little master, while for other matters let me and Anwar take care of it, the important thing is that you take care of your health, do not let the mistress should be in the care of doctor Faisal because the master is sick and can not take care of the mistress." said Panji.

"Damn you, where it could be, he has gone far abroad" said Bagas who immediately grabbed a package of food bought by Panji and then put spoon by spoon into his mouth.

The atmosphere in Dara's inpatient room returned to silence after the fairy Panji from the room, only the sound of a promise detector attached to Dara's body in the room.

Bagas closed his eyes on the chair while sitting beside Dara's bed, not because of sleep or sleepy, but to eliminate his bad thoughts that had stopped in the mind of the man who looked very tired.

"Wake up, don't you want to see our son's handsome face? Don't let me be confused like this, for not knowing whether to choose between accompanying you here or accompanying our son, haven't we agreed to take care of our baby together?" great-grandson Bagas continued to chat with Dara who did not react at all, Bagas looked more like he was monologuing at this time.

While in the Bagas residence, although the fire was dead perfectly, but the gripping still visible there, terurtama the back yard where the pavilion building stands, the remaining building is only rubble.

"Are you okay, ma'am?" tanya Yoga as they sat in the middle room of the house watching Anwar's actions gathering interrogated all the house employees

"Are your eyes blind can't see me as fit as this, of course good, besides Anwar early in the morning already noisy, disturb people to sleep alone." upset Kamila while glancing at Anwar who seriously questioned the employees in the house one by one related to the events last night.

"Thank God you're okay" said Yoga, instead of worrying about the safety of his sister who was clearly found lying unconscious last night and is still in the hospital, but instead he was busy asking the situation Kamila who looked very healthy that morning.

Kamila rushed away from the room when a call came in from someone she knew on her phone.

The incident that resulted in the burning of the Bagas house pavilion can indeed be said to be the first major incident that has ever been experienced, he said, because usually Bagas only receives terror in the form of canned letters that contain threats or packages of animal carcasses carried out by some business rivals who do not accept defeat when competing with companies that Bagas manage.

But apparently the attack this time is not just a business problem, but there is a motive for revenge, because it has led to the murder of the disaster, how not, with the burning of the pavilion, he said, they hoped that the people inside the building would die in the fire.

Fortunately God still gave protection to all of them, even though Dara had to be the only severe victim that night.

"Sweet as you face mistress, it looks like you just got the lottery," Panji said, his mouth felt like he wanted to make a scathing comment when he saw Kamila who had just finished receiving a call outside the house, and enter in the state of your bright cheerful face.

"Want I should behave how, cry?" challenge Kamila.

."I'm fine, then all the employees are safe and well, of course I feel grateful!" keles Kamila, seems to deliberately want to convey that he is not at all sympathetic to what Dara is experiencing at this time.

"Hemh, enjoy your cheerfulness and joy while you can, madam. Excuse me!" Panji rushed inside the house, leaving Kamila with his upset face.

"Hey, you fucking assistant, what do you mean, are you threatening me?" kamila shouted in disbelief, but Panji just sniffed his shoulders as if he did not care, wanting it to feel Panji pointed his middle finger in front of Kamila, who somehow all attitudes, all attitudes, his words and gestures are very suspicious according to Panji's intuition, but he has not been able to accuse him because there is no strong evidence in the Panji canton at this time.

"Arrrggghhh why is everyone in this house so annoying!" shouted Kamila

Piqued.

"Of course not all mbak, is there still me who never sucks this," Yoga grinned, he was curious because of the sound of Kamila's scream from outside the house,,, and,, he was somewhat traumatized if it turned out that Kamila was kidnapped again by his father, but it turned out that the commotion was sponsored by Kamila and Panji who were arguing that morning.

"Currently, you're the most annoying of all the annoying people in this house!" sewot Kamila was getting angry, especially when he saw the face of Yoga that was giggling as if without sin.