Feel Engineering

Accident Work

Chapter 77 Work Accident

Dea

"Wiiiih.mum bosss are so good!" Said mbak Nisa who turned out to be a spectator between me and Ririn.

"It should be mbak, pelakor seeds should be destroyed from the beginning, if not bother yourself later." I said in response to Nisa.

"Ha ha ha. ma'am bosses can do it. I'm ready to support you, the legal wife must be fanged!"

"Later the fangs are collected where lg not in front of the actor?"

"The finger is automatic."

Our laughter broke out given the absurd talk that did not know where it was headed.

I resumed the work that had been delayed, for a moment took a deep breath, straightening the muscles of the body that had been tense.

Until now I am still confused, why there are women who still want the same men who are married. Did they never think what if the position was reversed? What if her husband is seduced by another woman? Relativly?

Do they not think about the feelings of his wife and children? What will be the future of these children if both parents are divorced? Do not children from broken homes mostly cause new social problems in the community?

One of the effects of a broken home life, if she is a girl then she will choose to be a feminist. Thinking all men are jerks, men are considered competitors, not partners. Men and women are born to complement each other.

Just find a good and responsible man and we will be the happiest women in the world. There is no need to be tired of looking for money because he who will meet all our needs, no need to pursue the world because the man who will be responsible brings the world and its contents into our grasp.

I shook my head, sorry to see a Ririn-type woman as well, I can only hope that my words to her could become an afterthought for her, I don't mean to patronize her, I only care about the people around me.

Tok tok!

"Lake in!"

Sister Nisa hastily approached me with a tense and panicked face.

"Mom, we should hurry to the hospital." He said a little.

I frowned, "who's sick?"

"Let me explain, we have to get to the hospital right now!"

Even though I don't know what's going on, I grabbed my phone and my handbag. "Who the hell is mbak? Don't make me worry like this!" My whine started to panic.

"That's.that's.in the field there's a block that fell during the lifting earlier and-"

"Astaghfirullah's..Azka Bang!" I sat listlessly on the chair, it felt like something was being forcefully pulled from my chest. "Bang Azka is fine, isn't she?"

"God willing, Mr. Azka is fine, just now let's go to the hospital, all the victims have been taken there."

Ms. Nisa then led me to the elevator then under the waiting office car in front of the lobby.

I felt really bad, at first I tried to think positive, but in the end my tears also shed. I repeatedly prayed the best prayer for my husband's comfort.

"Bu Dea don't worry, pray for the best." Nisa's words calmed me down along the way to the hospital.

"I'm afraid mbak, I'm afraid Azka bang why-napa, hiks hyks hyks."

My phone rang and from the screen my mother's name was called.

"Hey.hallo..Assalamu'alaikum mother."

"Wa'alaikum greetings, where are you, son?" He heard her in a heavy voice from back there.

"Still on your way, bang Azka mother, bang Azka. Hiks.hiks..hiks.."

"You calm down baby, pray everything is fine, think of the child in your bosom. Okay!"

"I beg you, please help Azka bang."

I don't know what you said after, my mind is really fucked. The trip to the hospital was slow to beat the sea horses and jellyfish while swimming.

Officers immediately took us to the room where Azka's bang was being treated. The atmosphere of the hospital seemed very crowded and filled with people wearing the uniform BM Shipyard. I kept walking quickly to Azka's bang room.

Oh my God, this is an operating room. I could only stand with both hands in front of the door of the operating room. Nisa's mom keeps trying to calm me down but I've messed up thinking about everything. Until I'm gone, everything looks dark!

*****

Azka and Deon were meeting with electrical engineers in the field, there was also a storm. After the meeting was over, they decided to participate in the installation of a block in Slipway 1, they had 2 slipways and 3 drydocks as ship docking facilities in the company. Capacity 1 drydock itself is able to accommodate 2 ships in there. In addition, there is also Syncrolift which can accommodate 5 new ships there.

A collection of steel iron panels that have been assembled in such a way scattered, scattered and flew everywhere. The storm that noticed some iron plates flying towards them quickly put up a body protecting Azka who was standing next to him. But because of their position too close to the ship and the number of plates flying, making the bodies of Azka and Storm hit a lot. Deon himself was luckier, he was just scratched. Unlike the Storm, a bracket was perfectly stuck in his waist, while Azka's thigh was also hit and there was already a bracket that was also stuck there.

If the storm did not block the bracket that hit his waist earlier, then it could be ascertained that Azka's stomach was the target.

Panic enveloped the Slipway area. It wasn't just Azka and Storm that got hurt, some workers who were present there were also injured and seemed to be taking lives considering the position of some of the people on the ship when lifting was done.

Storm's body collapsed upon noticing the pain in his waist. Deon quickly caught his body, while Azka sat down holding his thigh. His thoughts were chaotic, he was still very shocked, yet he tried to stay sober. Not long after some people approached him and immediately took them to the nearest hospital.

Suddenly fear enveloped him as fresh blood did not stop pouring out, he remembered Dea and her son still in the womb. Pray, may you be strong. He cannot be weak, he must be strong, there are people he loves very much and wants to protect for a long time.

Azka turned to the Storm that was already lying down losing her consciousness.

"Quick sir, we mustn't be late bringing the storm to the hospital." Azka's orders grimaced with her pain. He did not want the storm to be handled too late. He did not want his wife to lose again.

Arriving at the hospital, Azka did not remember what happened after because she lost consciousness.

*****

Dea moaned, the gentle touch on her head was soothing, trying to open her heavy eyes. His head was still dizzy, but his memory of Azka quickly withdrew his consciousness.

"Azka Bang!" Dea gasped to wake up calling her husband's name soft.

"Ssssttttt.. brother here baby." Said Azka grabbing Dea's hand into his grasp.

"Bang... hiks hyks." Dea pulled Azka's body into her arms tightly.

"I'm afraid brother's okay." Whiney.

"Now that brother is here, brother is fine. Heum..!" Azka said breaking her embrace and then gently rubbing Dea's tears.

Trouble Dea got down from the bed, he examined the state of Azka's body in a wheelchair. Seen one leg wrapped in a thick bandage on the thigh.

As if to understand his wife's worries Azka tried to hold Dea's body.

"It's just a normal wound, baby. It was hit by a bracket and stuck here, but already out. It's just..." Azka held back her words, she lowered her head, wondering if she would come clean or not.

"Why, bang?" Ask Dea curiously.

Azka stared softly into Dea's bead of eyes. "Storm!"

"What storm?" Dea was getting impatient.

"Critical storm!" Azka back down, this is her fault.

Dea fell down on the bed. "Astaghfirullah. How can it be, bang? Oh God.." Dea's tears broke again.

"He tried to save my brother by sacrificing himself. His waist was pierced through his stomach. Forgive brother." Azka really felt guilty.

"Take me to see him, bang. We must save his life, brother must provide the best care for him, I beg you. Please!" The Dea racoe trembled.

"Dear, Caca is ready to take place in one of the hospitals in Singapore. Now om Bara is taking care of all his administration to fly the Storm to Singapore. You calm down, baby. He will do anything to save her. You believe in your brother, right?"

Dea could only nod, she was so worried about her best friend. The storm is the best friend, friend and brother he has ever had. And now he sacrifices himself to save the man he loves.

"Why are you doing this, Bad?" It flows in the heart.

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