Buying Wife

part#14

As usual, I woke up at three in the morning. Mom has to go to the grocery market. There is already a subscription ojeg that every morning to pick up Mom.

Warung Emak is filled with sembako, market snacks, wet cakes and various foods for the neighbors breakfast. And vegetable mayur.

The son woke up when Mom opened the door. He immediately went out and called Mom. Son wants to take Mom to the market this morning. According to him, this is rarely done considering they live separately. Mumpung can say.

The ojeg returned to the existing base near the market.

Arriving at the market, Putra followed Mother shopping for various foods. The good looks of Putra make boisterous mothers traders in the market. They chatted as soon as Son and Mother visited their sales.

"duuuhu. Why not be my daughter-in-law. I have a daughter too."

"Great yes, have become successful entrepreneurs also still want to take your mother to the market."

"Oh Allah, handsome is well established. Lucky to be his wife."

"It's okay for my son to be a second wife too."

"Well, why did the male-malem manten go to the market instead of bobo just with his wife."

And many other babbles from the mothers of traders in psar. The son just fell silent with a smile while carrying Mom's groceries.

"Say mother also do not come. Merchants here ombreng all," said mother when on the motor to the way home.

"Nothing, her name is also mother."

Every now and then the Son shivered as the wind so cold hit his face. It doesn't take long from market to house, it's only five minutes. They arrived so that the dawn of Azan reverberated.

"You just go in the house, morning prayers. Let mom take care of the wares."

"Yes, Mommy."

After saving her shopping bag, she walked into the house. Go into the room to wake Mahira up. Mahira was still curled under the blanket.

"Ra, wakeup. Pray at dawn."

Mahira did not answer. He just moved his head a little and fell asleep again. Slowly the Son approached and whispered in Mahira's ear. He shook his body slowly. However, Mahira was still silent.

The son was astonished when he saw his wife's forehead sweating. He held his forehead which turned out to be high heat.

"Mahira, you have a fever. Let's go to the hospital." The son opened a thick blanket that covered his wife's small body. As soon as the blanket opened, the son was shocked to see enough blood under Mahira's body. Right under the thighs.

"astagfirullah. You why?"

Quickly, Putra carried Mahira's body. Blood dripped and soiled the Son's clothes. The man almost ran towards the car.

"Abel! please get me my car keys." The son screamed as he caught a glimpse of his sister before he exited the house.

"Where?"

"Take what you see, lock anyone's car. Hurry along!"

Abel immediately took the car keys himself. Despite not knowing what was happening, Abel panicked.

"Yes Allah. What's a drop, A?"

"Udah, quickly open the car door."

"D-yes."

Abel immediately opened the car door, and he also turned it on as Putra slowly put Mahira to sleep in the middle seat.

Without talking to anyone else, Putra immediately drove his car very quickly.

"Bel, that's who's got the car, '" Mom asked.

"Aa, I don't know why but Tetu bloody a lot."

"Yes my. Sok atuh we're pepet nyulus."

"Where to go, Mom? let's just wait for Aa to tell you."

"Did he have a cell phone?"

"My car has GPS. We will follow him after we pray at dawn. Yea?"

"Yes already."

*****

Once to the nearest hospital around Buntet. The son entered the court of the ER. He got out of the car and took his wife.

"Dok, help my wife!"

"Sir, before it is handled must first check. That's the protocol here."

"I'm new to anti-genic CPR and the results are negative as well as my wife."

"When?"

"Two days ago. Please, my wife needs help."

The son immediately laid Mahira on the bed that the nurse pointed at. They checked for Mahira's bleeding. Undressing the bottom. Not long after the doctor and two other treatments came. They immediately work according to their respective duties.

"Is your wife pregnant?"

"No, we just got married yesterday."

"Ooh." Doctors knew what made Mahira bleed after Putra explained that they had just gotten married.

The doctor's guess is right. There is a section of*******torn Mahira. Not large, however, bleeding quite a lot considering the feminine area of many blood vessels and nerves.

The son let the officers do his job without asking them anything. It didn't take long, their work was finally finished. The son asked about his wife.

"Look, Sir. Father's wife was bleeding because there was a tear in her vagina. Lucky only a little and the bleeding stopped before your wife was brought here"

"Torn?"

"Yes, I think it's natural to remember you just got married." The doctor grinned a smile.

The son realized what the doctor meant. Embarrassed? no. gabe. The son felt guilty for Mahira. Because of himself Mahira became like this.

"It's okay, sir. I'm fine" said Mahira who was conscious.

The son approached his wife. Sit on the bed next to Mahira.

"Sorry."

"Why? it's all our fault. Don't feel guilty like this. I'm okay too."

"Rest me."

The son covered Mahira's body with a blanket that was there. Gently rubbed his face.

Mahira is not allowed to go home before the infusion runs out. Mahira's condition is good enough that it does not need to be intensive care in a hospital.

At 07. 30

Mahira was finally allowed to go home. He should not work too hard so that the seams do not tear back. Doctor's message.

The son carried Mahira to the parking lot, the car he had just stored was parked by the security guard.

"I'll take the car very slowly. Tell me you're in pain, yeah."

Mahira nodded slowly. He still felt weak despite having been infused. Fortunately, he did not require a blood transfusion.

The son arrived home as soon as the family was getting ready to leave.

"Alhamdulillah. Mahira why the bleeding?" ask Mom.

"It's okay, Mama. This is all the fault of the son" replied the Son, holding Mahira into the house.

"Let him rest. Come on, we're all out" take the mother to the others while they're in the Son's room.

"Rest, yes. If you need anything just say it."

"Yes, Sir. I'm it's okay. I'm doing fine. Don't worry."

The son kissed Mahira on the forehead before he came out of the room and sat down with his family to give an explanation.

Abel laughed loudly at the Son's explanation. Mom just kept quiet and felt wrong.

"It's relaxing, A. Tomorrow can still be. It doesn't have to be in the gas right now, right? hahaa."

"Son feels guilty, Mommy. I forgot he was a kid. His body is also very small."

"It's okay. The important thing is to take care of Mahira. Let him rest until he's completely healed."

"It hurts! I've been sick for a week yesterday. Don't gas it again before it's completely healed." Abel explained.

"Hm."

"When are you going to Jakarta again?"

"It's tomorrow. Only now it's like this, maybe wait for Mahira to heal first."

"Yes, let him rest. Oya, when to go to Jakarta?"

"Son has not yet nanya. Son's gonna call later."

"Make sure he's back as soon as you and Mahira get home. Don't let Mahira take care of everything by herself."

"Yes, Mom. Son to the room first, want to see Mahira."

"Revelation! don't get gas first."

"Belll, don't bother your sister, ah!"

The son just glared at his sister before he left.

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