Forever Love

You're Not Daddy Ar Again!

Julius' car stops at the hospital parking lot along with Raka's arrival there. Julius went down and opened the backseat door to get Qania out. Julius ran quickly while holding a fainted Qania with Raka. Raka impatiently shouted for the hospital attendant.

Some nurses ran around while pulling the gurney. Julius immediately put Qania's body on top of the gurney and the nurse pushed the gurney.

As soon as the doctor enters the ER room, Raka and Julius are detained and are not allowed to enter. Both of them waited anxiously. Not only sitting, both sometimes standing, pacing, and also leaning against the wall to relieve their anxiety.

Inside the ER room, doctors are examining Qania's condition that has not been realized as well. The nurse cleaned the remaining blood that had dried on her face.

The female doctor in her thirties grimaced as soon as the nurse changed Qania's clothes and apparently there were still bruises on her unseen body. It was a wound from the lash earlier.

I don't know what happened to this beautiful girl. His body is full of wounds.

Outside, Julius decides to go back to the car to pick up Qania's bag because the administration asks for patient data. Julius believes in Qania's bag there is a wallet containing his ID card.

As soon as Julius opened his car door, Qania's phone was ringing.

“Syaquile?”

Julius did not immediately answer, he had to get to the administration so that the treatment of Qania quickly in the process.

Julius gives Qania his ID card to pay for Qania's hospital bills. After that he returned to the ER and found Raka sitting down.

“Doctor is still not out?” julius asked as he sat down beside Raka.

Raka raised her head then looked at Julius. “Not yet. Lo, tell me why Qania can get like this,” pinta Raka with a face that is difficult to interpret.

Julius was a little nervous when he saw Raka's killing gaze.

“This is all Qania's plan. I forbid he would not do this. But Lo knows for herself he's stubborn. I can only help him according to what he asks. I warned him it was too risky, but he didn't want me. And that was supposed to be before it all happened, in our plan it was the same I had to keep connected by phone so I could know what the situation was in the warehouse. But I have tried to call many times but still the number can not be contacted,” Julius story.

“Hmm, that's because I'm still in the same phone connection Qania,” muttered Raka.

Julius looked questioningly at Raka.

“So I got a shipment from ojol he said from Qania. I wonder why Qania sent the cardboard and it's not usual. So I called him for mastiin. But the conversation I overheard made me angry. I heard everything that that bastard said and did to Qania. Urgghh, motherfucker! Goddamn bum! Goddamnit!” Raka grabbed her own hair because she was late to help Qania.

“Lo hear what Rak? Qania is the same as Pak Handoko?” ask Julius growled.

“Gue can not drawin, You understand the situation by looking at the condition of Qania earlier. He was physically abused and he was almost abused. Lo just saw the boss where Lo apprentice had lived wearing shorts with his shirt already open buttons. Qania has the same trauma of physical and sexual violence. In the past when we KKN he also never ngalamin this,” Raka story.

“KKN?” julius parrot.

“Emang Qania did not tell me that he graduated from S1 Civil Engineering?”

Julius shakes.

“Oh my goodness! Qania is even the best student, campus daughter and also the smartest on campus in our class,” Raka boasts of Qania.

“Keep why is he in college again here?”

“Yes make her father-in-law's job a great lawyer. Just as many businesses should Qania manage. Qania never told you?” ask Raka.

“Maybe ever, I don't remember times. We have not been in class for two years, ” replied Julius.

Then both are silent. Busy with their own thoughts. Until Qania's phone rings again. Julius immediately pulled out Qania's phone from the bag.

“Who?” ask Raka.

“Syaquile.”

“Yes, I forgot about the Qania family. Yes have lifted up, it's his sister,” said Raka patted his bidat.

“Assalamu’alaikum Kak.”

“Wa’alaikum Dek greeting, this is Raka's brother,” replied Raka, Julius had activated his loud speaker.

“Oh Raka's. Which brother is it? Something I want to discuss with him.”

“Syaq, brother. He entered the hospital and is now still being treated by doctors in the ER room,” replied Raka while massaging her temples.

“Astagfirullah! How can Kak?”

“Your sister suffered physical violence and was also almost harassed by the owner of the company where she interned,” Raka told me.

Silent.

Without saying anything Syaquile immediately disconnected the phone.

Raka grunts, “Gue sure soon the children will nyampe here.”

At home, Syaquile who heard the news was speechless. So furious he even immediately turned off the phone and immediately looked for his bag. He immediately filled several pieces of clothing and then he checked the flight to the city where his brother was. He got a flight at five o'clock in the afternoon while it's still two o'clock.

“Anyone who has made a sister like this, then I swear I will not let her live a quiet life.”

After preparing everything, Syaquile came out of his room. He wanted to find Arqasa first. He opened Qania's room but did not find the boy there. He went out again and met his mother and father.

“Where to Dek?” ask Mama Alisha.

“Search Ar, Ma,” Reply Syaquile.

“She just slept in Mama's room,” said Mama Alisha.

“Oh well Ma. Where's papa going? Bring suitcase?” ask Syaquile.

“Out of town. There is business,” replied Papa Zafran.

I told Papa Mama, didn't I? But if it is not told that brother until why-why I am also wrong.

“Emm Ma, Pa, something I want to say,” Syaquile said hesitantly.

Seeing the Syaquile gelagat makes Papa Zafran sure there is something important to be conveyed by his son.

“Then let's sit down first,” invite Papa Zafran.

They also walked towards the sofa where Qania and Syaquile studied first. It was right in front of the door of Syaquile and Qania's room.

“What's up?” ask Papa Zafran.

“So I called Brother ... But the answer is not the brother, the friend who picked up the phone from me. Said ... Her sister is now in hospital and is still being treated by doctors in the ER—“ room

“What did you say?!”

Not finished Syaquile explained Papa Zafran immediately shouted loudly memotonh his words. While Mama Alisha was sobbing.

“What happened to your sister, Dek?” mama Alisha asked as she sobbed.

Papa Zafran flinched while Mama Alisha immediately shouted hysterically. However, both of them know that Qania has a trauma for both of these things.

Papa Zafran took his wife into his arms. Next to his hand was embracing and one of his hands was clenched tightly.

There is no mercy for those who have hurt my daughter!

“Pa, Qania Pa, hikss.”

“Iya Ma, we pray that Qania can be cured soon Ma,” comfort Papa Zafran but in his heart he is condemning the person who has made his daughter enter the hospital.

Suppose you still have Arka, muttered papa Zafran in heart.

“Ma, Pa, later in the afternoon I'll be there. I have packed up and also have booked a ticket,” said Syaquile who just dared to raise his head.

“Ma-mama join Deck,” said Mama Alisha sobbing.

“No need Ma, let me. Mama Ar at home. I'm told. If indeed big brother has not passed his critical period, then I will ask you to come. Don't let Ar know, Ma. Pity her,” pinta Syaquile.

“Adek is right Ma. Wait a minute, Papa wants to call someone,” said Papa Zafran then release his embrace from his wife and take his phone in his pocket.

“Where now?” ask Papa Zafran without further ado.

“Ck, Assalamu’alaikum cake, good afternoon cake. Basic besan no morals.”

Yes, Papa Zafran immediately called Papa Setya

“Gue is not in a state of joking yes,” grumbled Papa Zafran.

“Ck, our Regent is very serious yes. I've been sitting in our city and still on the road, just back to the house Lo.”

“Gue wait at home now.”

Without further ado Papa Zafran immediately disconnected the phone making Papa Setya snort.

“Luck is good plus friends,” grous Papa Setya.

Shortly thereafter the car was boarded by Papa Setya who was driven by Pak . He also came out while carrying some paper bags containing clothes for Syaquile and also for Arqasa.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Papa Setya who went straight in without waiting for the door to open.

The living room was quiet, the living room and the dining room were no people. Papa Setya looked up and he could see that there was Mama Alisha who was hugged by Papa Zafran and Syaquile who was sitting down.

“What is this? Why does Alisha look sad?” muttered Papa Setya then he immediately rushed towards the second floor.

“What's up?” asked Papa Setya still with a paper bag in both hands.

Hearing Papa Setya's voice, Papa Zafran stood up and immediately pulled Papa Setya's collar. Both of the paper bags were immediately released from his hands.

“All this is because you yes,” said growled Papa Zafran.

“Pa, Patient Pa. This is not the fault of Setya,” lerai Syaquile quickly.

“Pa, don't be rash. It's not Setya's fault either,” timpal Alisha.

Papa Zafran snorted while releasing his grip. “It's not her fault what the hell, she's a great lawyer, why doesn't she ask Qania for an internship in her office alone,” grumbled Papa Zafran then straight back to sit down.

“Sit Mas,” says Mama Alisha. Papa Setya sat down with Syaquile.

“Jelasin, what is it?” asked Papa Setya who was very confused.

“Qania, she was hospitalized and is still in critical condition,” Papa Zafran said coldly.

“Appaaa?!!!” Papa Setya stood up and clenched his hands together. “Why? What happened?” ask Papa Setya.

“She was physically abused and almost harassed by the owner of the company where Qania interned,” replied Papa Zafran with a very scary look.

“Bigger! Now let's go there. Anyone I will not make a quiet life if I dare to touch my beloved Princess,” said growled Papa Setya. His face looked so scary that Syaquile was surprised to never see this expression before from a figure he admired other than his own Papa.

“But the flight is still five o'clock Om,” Syaquile said.

“And I still have to go on business. So I asked Lo to accompany Syaquile there,” said Papa Zafran.

“Sial! Where's arqasa? She knows this?” papa Setya asked worriedly.

“She doesn't know yet,” says Mama Alisha lirih.

“Sgratitude.”

The four adults were silent. Without them knowing that there was a pair of eyes that had been watching them from the door that was only half opened. He went back in and looked for his phone.

“Hiks, Bad Daddy. Why he doesn't take good care of Mami. Hiks, Mami may Mami quickly recover Mi, hiks.”

Just then, upon hearing the noise between Papa Setya and Papa Zafran, Arqasa awoke. He woke up because he remembered the promise of Setya's grandfather who would bring him the toys he ordered, so he immediately woke up. Just as he opened the door, he immediately heard the news that was very painful to him. He cried in silence imagining his mother lying in the hospital.

Ar stands anxiously waiting for his phone to connect with Tristan. Fortunately, at the end of the call, Tristan answered the phone immediately.

“Assalamu’alaikum son Daddy.”

“Hikss, Bad Daddy. Daddy can't take care of Mommy. From now on Ar no longer wants to ask Mami to be Daddy as Daddy Ar, hiks. Wicked,” crying Ar.

Tristan was confused there. Ar called her crying and said she couldn't take good care of Qania.

“What's with Qania?” muttered Tristan anxiously.

“Ar, Mami why Ar? Daddy is no longer the same as Mommy. Daddy has a job abroad,” Tristan asked worriedly.

“No need to ask. You are not Daddy Ar anymore!!”

The call was interrupted and Tristan's anxiety grew. He squeezed his phone and stared at the operating room where the lights were still on.

Tristan decided to call Qania's phone number but unfortunately the call only got an answer from the operator.

“Sial! Who can I contact to find out the state of Qania?” erang Tristan's.

He grabbed his own hair, feeling like he had failed to become Qania's man of choice. I don't know why her tears are flowing by themselves. His heart feels so bitter.

At the hospital where Qania was being treated, the doctor shook his head because Qania showed no signs of being conscious.

“It looks like the patient is in a coma,” murmured the doctor.

The doctor came out, but before she left the nurse called her and said if the patient's heart stopped beating.