
"DEA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
Dea then turned her face to the source of the voice calling out to her from the direction of the door. In the doorway, a man and a woman were standing while looking at him with such a sharp gaze.
"Dea!" he snapped at the man while walking towards him.
"What are you doing? Why are you making my mom hurt like this?"
PLAQUES
"Why did you slap me?"
"You should've been slapped because you were so bad at making Mama hurt like this!"
"It's not all my fault."
"Arka, this is not the time to argue. We treat Mama first," said the woman who had been standing next to her.
"Yes Kayla, now you can book a taxi!" he went back to the woman standing next to him.
"Yes Arka."
"You who?" asked Dea while frowning.
"I'm Arka, I'm your sister. And this woman is my wife, Kayla," said Arka. He and Kayla crouched down and stopped bleeding on Rahma by pulling out the knife that was beside her left abdomen. Then press the wound with a cloth so that the blood does not come back out.
"So I have a little brother?" continue Dea, when looking at Arka who is currently closing Rahma's wound.
"That's not important, now the most important thing is to treat Mama. We need to get Mama to the hospital to treat her injuries. You see, the wound is so severe like that," said Arka when she saw Rahma lying before her. Although the knife did not stick too deep but the blood was released quite a lot, and Rahma's face was already seen paled.
Arka took the knife she had plucked, then threw it into the house. He then lifted Rahma's body which was filled with blood when the taxi he ordered had arrived.
"Kayla, you're home. It's late, you're pregnant. The night air is not good for you" Arka told Kayla. He then turned his eyes to Dea.
"You're coming with me on orders!" Arka on Dea. They then boarded a taxi that had been booked, to go to a hospital not too far from where they lived.
Moments later, after arriving at the hospital, Rahma was taken by hospital staff to the IGD room. While Arka and Dea, now waiting in front of the IGD room. Arka then looked at Dea with a sharp look.
"Now please tell me, what's really going on, Dea? Why did you hurt Mama so much? You're really insolent!"
"I didn't mean to hurt Mama, Arka. Mama herself hurt herself, I was just preventing Mama from hurting herself but the knife suddenly just stuck it."
"lik! Mama can't do that!"
"But that's the reality of Arka! At that time, Mama was apologizing to me but I remained angry, I was angry because she had dumped me and chose to take care of Luna. Mama kept forcing me to forgive her, but I found it hard to forgive Mama."
"Basic doesn't know himself! How hard it is to forgive your own biological parents!"
"You can say that because you don't know how the pain is, right? It hurts so much, Arka. It hurts so much when our biological parents prefer someone else to be cared for by him, while his biological children he entrusts to an orphanage."
"But mama has a reason to do that, Dea! And just so you know he's doing all that to get you the best care possible, because our economic conditions are so mediocre."
"You should be more mature to be able to understand the condition of Mama at that time! You should have forgiven Mama!"
"It turns out you're just like your mama!"
"It seems like it's free to talk to you, Dea. Stop this argument because I just want to know what really happened until the knife stabbed Mama in the stomach?"
"Didn't I tell you that. At that time, Mama was apologizing to me, and I didn't want to just forgive Mama. So, Mama forced me to forgive her and threatened suicide if she didn't forgive me."
"You don't lie! You can't do such a stupid thing!"
"Just talk to you Arka because you and Mama are the same!"
As Arka was about to answer Dea's words, suddenly a doctor came out of the IGD room.
"With Rahma's mother's family?"
"Yes, we're Rahma's family, how's my mom, Doc?" ask Arka.
"Actually the wound wasn't very deep, the knife didn't penetrate too deep into your mother's stomach. It's just that the tear wound was a little serious, and your mother had a lot of blood loss, so she still had to get intensive treatment at this hospital, until the tear wound healed."
"Yes doc, do your best for my Mama" replied Arka.
"Yes for now we have stitched up his wound and have given him medicine to stop the bleeding. In a moment we will take him to the treatment room, you can wait for him in the treatment room. Maybe tomorrow morning Madam Rahma is awake."
"Yes, doctor, thank you very much."
The doctor answered and left the two of them, while Arka was now looking at Dea with a very sharp gaze
"It's a good thing that Mama's wounds aren't too deep, until something happens to Mama you won't let me live, Dea!"
"Curtainly can you be a child? How dare you say that to me!"
"Although I'm not a good boy, but at least I can respect my biological parents, unlike you!"
At that time Rahma was removed from the IGD room, and escorted to her treatment room. Arka and Dea then follow the nurse who brought Rahma to the treatment room.
"Arka, you just wait here. I go home first, tomorrow I come here again" Dea told Arka.
"As far as it's your business, we also don't need a bastard like you!"
"Indeed, because you guys dumped me a long time ago, didn't you?"
"Yes, and I'm grateful that Mama dumped you, because you don't deserve to live with us! You're just a nasty, sly woman!"
"Whatever you want to say! You little boy!" said Dea while leaving Arka and Rahma in the treatment room. While walking in the hospital corridor, a grinning smile fell on his lips
"It's really a good thing, luck is on my side. Without having to drop my pride on Rahma, all my plans went smoothly. Tomorrow morning, when Shakila searches for Rahma's whereabouts, she won't find Rahma because she is in the hospital. And I can still carry out my wedding plans with Devano without interference from anyone. Hahaha..... "