Don't Go Again !!!

Don't Go Again !!!
Episode 122 Attack Arrives



Aira had fallen asleep after taking the medicine the nurse had given her. Kinanti also pulled the blanket on Aira's body until it covered her chest. In her gentle rub of her son's hair. Atmaja also entered the room where Aira was treated. Kinanti turned to the door where Atmaja had entered.


" Aira is asleep?" asked Atmaja as he sat on the sofa there.


" It's just now. After taking the medicine immediately fell asleep he." replied Kinanti. Atmaja sighed while leaning his head on the back of the sofa. He looked at the face of the man in front of him.


" What did the doctor say?. Nothing - is it the same Attar?." asked Kinanti worriedly.


" no. He's fine - all right. There is good news for us." said Atmaja with a smile on his face.


" What?." asked Kinanti curiously.


" Attar's condition is getting better here. Doctor Anne said, next week Attar can be brought home." explained Atmaja.


" really?. Thank God." replied Kinanti pleased. He was so happy to hear the good news. I can't wait to be quick - quickly hug and hold his grandson.


" But Kinan, I'm a little confused too. Who will take care of Attar?. Do we have to hire a nurse to look after him?." asked Atmaja confused.


" You are right too. We can't possibly get Aira to look after her son. She's just not taking care of herself." Kinanti replied as she looked at her daughter's face sleeping on the hospital bed.


" May Aira's memory soon recover" said Atmaja resigned.


" Well, how's Revan?. Still no progress?." asked Kinanti. Atmaja shook his head.


" May Revan quickly wake up" Kinanti replied as she looked at Aira's face.


" Amin." said Atmaja.


*****


A week Aira has been treated in the treatment room. This afternoon he was allowed to go home. Every three days, you have to go back to the hospital for therapy. Attar can also breathe the air of freedom.


Santi who was accompanied by Akbar and Bian also headed to the room where Aira was treated. His sister was the one who would help Aira to pack her belongings. While Kinanti and Atmaja busy taking care of all the needs and letters - letters return Attar.


Atmaja from the morning had gone back and forth to the hospital administration to make payments for the care of his grandson and son-in-law. After all, it was done with Attar's business. Kinanti who was holding her grandson's body for the first time was very happy.


The doctors and nurses there took turns hugging and kissing the handsome baby. Many praised the tiny baby's good looks as inheriting the gene from his father, Revan. Kinanti and Atmaja who heard that were just smiling happily.


The grandparents walked to the hospital lobby. It was Aira and Santi who were waiting for him. Santi cheered happily when he saw his nephew in the sling of the grandmother.


" Oohh is a handsome aunt's nephew once." praise Santi while continuing to poke Attar's cheeks that look a little kingly. Aira looked at the baby in her mother's arms.


Kinanti walked closer towards Aira who was sitting in a wheelchair. Kinanti showed the tiny baby who had been in her birth and was kept half-dead by it. Aira looked at the face of the baby who was asleep in her mother's arms. His hands were raised and gently stroked the head of the baby covered in the hat.


" You don't know who he is?" asked Kinanti. Aira looked at her mother's face.


" He's Attar. Your baby." replied Kinanti. Aira seemed to gasp when she heard her mother's explanation. In her face the little baby's face with a look of disbelief. Suddenly his head hurt so much. Like someone hit hard.


" Aarrrggghhc .... " Aira groaned in pain while holding her head that felt so painful. Everything there was immediately pias-faced and frightened. They're all scared if anything happens with Aira.


" Akbar!!. Quickly push Aira towards the ER. Hurry!!." Atmaja ordered when he saw his daughter-in-law continue to groan in pain.


Kinanti and Santi were about to follow Akbar's steps. It is forbidden by Atmaja.


" You guys just go home. Kasian Attar if it's constantly here. Could hurt him. Aira let me and Akbar take care of her." said Atmaja. Kinanti also nodded.


It looks like Atmaja's car and private driver are coming. Kinanti and Santi got into the car and headed home.


*****


Akbar and assisted the nurses also lifted Aira's body to sleep on a bed in the ER. Aira was still constantly groaning in pain while holding her head. Not infrequently his hand hit his head. The doctor there approached and checked Aira.


" His why?. What happened?" asked the doctor, trying to hold back the panic and holding the hand of Aira who wanted to hit her aching head.


" So in the lobby she saw the baby. Suddenly it was immediately hysterical and in pain like this." explained Akbar while helping the doctor hold Aira's hand.


" It hurts!!. Unhand me!!. Aaarrrggghhh .. " cried Aira continuously.


The doctor instructed the nurse to take sedatives as well as painkillers. The nurse immediately ran to take what was instructed to her. Shortly thereafter, the nurse brought the medicine that the doctor asked for.


The doctor injected tranquilizers and painkillers into Aira's hands. Aira was still struggling. Not for five minutes. Aira slowly calmed down and fell asleep in her sleep. Everyone there breathed a sigh of relief.


" I will contact the doctor who handled the case of Mrs Aira Pak. Later we can consult the continuation of the treatment of Lady Aira next" said the doctor.


" Good doc. Thank you very much." said Atmaja.


" I live first sir." said the doctor.


Atmaja rubbed his daughter-in-law's head. Aira was already dissolved into the dream world. Akbar rubbed his forehead which was wet with sweat. He really could not bear to see his sister-in-law like that. That brother-in-law must be in great pain and suffering at the moment.


" Let's get out. Let Aira rest." Take Atmaja. Akbar nodded and walked behind the old man.


The two of them sat in the waiting chair outside. Wait for the doctor who handled the Aira case. Just now Aira was about to breathe some air outside. But there's just a problem going on.