Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

The Opening Room! (Fazila)

"Doctor, please save my wife!" Refal shouted as soon as the Ambulance Car reached the front of the hospital, there was already Doctor Neti waiting for them there, the Wijaya family doctor.

"Doctor Neti, make sure my daughter is safe. I don't want anything to happen to her." Said Mr. Alan while cupping both hands in front of the chest. His face looked sad, and badly he could not cry because he was the head of the family. Is there a ban on crying for Mr Alan Wijaya? The answer is, of course not. It's just, there's Ummi Fatimah that Mr. Alan has to take care of, if he shows his weakness, then what about his wife's feelings?

Without wasting any time, Fazila was immediately taken to the surgery room. All the family members were waiting there except for Umm Fatimah, as the middle-aged woman was in the treatment room. He hasn't been around since he saw his precious daughter get hurt.

"Mr... Why do I always have tears in my love story? This is all very painful." Gerrutu Refal while hugging his Mama, Madame Asa. He cried in his mother's arms, for he knew that only in the arms of his beloved middle-aged woman would the burden be lessened.

It hurts! So hurt.

That is how a Refal Mahendra Shekar feels today, staring at Fazila unconscious with a drenched blood makes him lose his mind. He felt that there would be no suffering that filled his chest cavity. Imagining herself far away from Fazila made her unable to hold back her tears. Was Rehal really that cute? Usually Refal never looked as weak as today. His sadness came from his heart, and the sadness this time doubled in comparison to the sadness when he lived in Hilya.

"Don't cry, baby. Even though Mama was afraid, mama was sure your Fazilamu was fine. Do you remember the moment before he closed his eyes?" Madam Asa asked as she cupped the sad face of her dear son.

"Fazila smile!" Madam Asa confirmed.

"Instantially, he asks us not to be overly sad. We must not despair. And when man loses hope, the first thing he must do is to ask God by whispering to the earth, but your whisper is heard to the sky! You mean Mama?" Please continue Mrs Asa Again.

Refal quickly nodded his head, signaling that he understood clearly his mother's advice. Advice to ask patiently for help and to pray.

"Mr Alan and Mr. Refal, I want to talk, please follow me." Doctor Neti looked at the two handsome men of the other generation with a sad look.

Five minutes later, Refal and Mr. Alan were in Doctor Neti's office. The faces of the two explained the great fear.

"Mr Alan and Mr. Refal, I would like to say, Fazila is not doing well. Earlier in the surgery room, her heart had stopped, but luckily Fazila was able to pass through it and return quickly." Doctor Neti reported the news, which of course made Refal or Mr. Alan want to cry hysterically.

"Did Fazila ever get hurt? I mean get shot like today?" Doctor Neti again asked and demanded a quick answer from the two men sitting in front of him.

Rebal fell silent, He did not know what to say. Fazila never told him about his old wounds. But unlike Mr. Alan, he immediately nodded, answering the question of doctor Neti who looked curious.

"Hm!"

Doctor Neti let out a rough sigh. He was very afraid to report Fazila's condition. Inevitably he had to do so, and the most frightening thing for Doctor Neti was to preach bad news about his patients.

Really, Rebal hoped all this was just a dream. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Without hearing the explanation from Doctor Neti, Refal ran away from the room to Fazila's room, because the woman had just been moved to the VVIV room. He just wants to accompany his woman without having to miss a second. Refal did not want to hear bad news about his Fazilanya, so he decided to leave his father-in-law, Mr. Alan Wijaya.

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