I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 38

The nyebelin om is now in the operating room, once we get to this Hospital he was directly handled at IGD first and immediately taken to the operating room. I was waiting in the corner of this room, squatting on the corner of the wall while drowning my face on the two pedestals of my hand that I put on the side of my knees that I bend while continuing to cry.

I was so worried about the situation of the om, I said a prayer in my heart so that the om was okay and the operation went well.

"You better drink this warm milk coffee first." I looked up at the voice just saying.

Seen he thrust a cup of size large enough towards me, I ignored him and back I drowned my face on both the pedestals of my hand.

"Please drink this so that your body temperature is not too cold due to the rain earlier." It was like he was worried about me.

I just keep quiet with the same position, really I do not care about me at this time, especially with him who is nobody to me. I was in a mess, who exactly were they who attacked and shot the om with the face covered with the mask?

Suddenly the sound of people stepping so sounded like there were some coming this way.

"Son Reza how's Andra doing? Where is he now and what is happening?" I heard the voice of a fashionable grandmother aka Mama-in-law me with a tone so worried saraya leaned a lot of questions to Om Reza.

"Look down Ma, one-on-one ask." Now I hear the voice of a gallant grandfather who is none other than my Father-in-law.

I am still in my initial position my focus is now just waiting for the completion of the operation of the om with anxious hope for the results later.

"Tante is calm and patient, Alvian is still in the operating room." Reza.

"What's really going on, Son Reza?" Papa Abraham asked with a worried look and his eyes looked down at Reza.

"Yes, what happened Za?" My mother-in-law sounded impatient.

"Reza doesn't know, Om 'Aunty. However, Reza thinks there are some people who attack Alvian." Reza's light was in accordance with his prediction, because he had not dared from the beginning to come to ask Alena who saw so glass.

"Alena." I heard and felt a hugging run from someone towards me who was still in his original position.

His two hands suddenly coiled from the front a little sideways to embrace my full back while leaning his head on my body, feeling his head so close to my head. He gently rubbed my back with the position of his body which simultaneously crouched down to match my position.

He tried to give me calmness and strength as if sensitive to what I was feeling right now.

"Len you're okay, right?" As if hesitating, I just nodded weakly.

He who is my best friend Vera rubs my back more gently. I heard the voice of Mama-in-law right in front of me that I was still in my position, as well as Vera.

"Are you okay, son?" Mama-in-law was now crouching, I could feel her barbarity right next to me.

Mama-in-law held and gently stroked the tip of my head, I just kept quiet while permeating it. Before long Vera asked me to rise from our position. I was guided to walk with my left shoulder hoe by Vera and my arm held gently and tightly by my mother-in-law.

I was on a stand in the iron chair available in the waiting room around this operating room, I stared blankly. In my brain right now I really only think about the fate of the om. In addition to the parents of the om and Vera here have come both parents Vera.

"Len's wet clothes." Vera said my best friend in a worried tone, but I ignored her words just now.

"Enen." Suddenly my mother's voice sounded.

I turned my head and immediately rushed into my Mom's arms, crying again and again in her arms. Mama hugged me and rubbed my back.

"What happened to Neng?" We broke our arms and held onto both of my shoulders, both of her eyeballs peeling into my chaotic face and my reddened eyes as well as my nose the effect of crying.

My eyes were still wet with tears still flowing though this time it was not as hard as before, I had been crying profusely since the trip. I was so worried and so scared when the fresh blood kept flowing so much from the stomach of the om, plus his right hand was also injured. His plain white shirt was filled with blood until an ambulance came and I entered the ambulance.

In the ambulance there are also 2 men who are the medical team on duty and provide first aid to the om, in addition to the driver. While on the way in the ambulance clothes om immediately opened to see how the wound, I who was there clearly saw it was so terrible.

Because this was the first time I saw a wound with a visible hole in his left abdomen, the medical team tried to stop the flow of blood rushing from the hole. O Allah, I certainly felt the pain of the gunshot wound with fresh blood still flowing.

I am still grateful because the medical team said his life was still there, probably because of fatigue due to the fight and rain not to mention his hands were also injured. Obviously it made the om fall after receiving 2 shots on his stomach.

Given that I am increasingly aware of my stupidity that can only be silent with my fear without being able to do anything.

Now that I have seen my Papa in front of me, I immediately turn to flee into Papa's embrace. I hugged Papa tightly and in reply while stroking my back gently.

"Who did Papa tell you? Sorry Alena did not immediately tell Mama and Papa, Alena was confused and confused. Alena's afraid Om can't save Pa." My words are still in my Papa's arms with a hoarse voice due to the cry that is still breaking.

"Two of you gave Nak to us until we headed straight here." Papa said gently by stroking my hair gently.

"Family patient?" Said a male doctor who had just come out of the operating room after more than 2 hours may be almost close to 3 hours.

All of us around the operating room turned to the doctor and approached him with curiosity and anxious expectation.

"How's my son doing, Doc?" The mother-in-law approached the doctor right in front of her with the question. It was clearly the face of his anxiety.

"Alhamdulillah, we can do the operation smoothly. The wound in his stomach due to the shot was quite severe, because there were 1 hole shot back at the wound that had been created.

It triggered the blood to more vigorously flow with ordinary pain. The patient needs additional blood immediately. Because he's lost so much blood." Said the doctor.

"Take my blood Doc!" My mother-in-law said so without hesitation.

"Is the mother's blood type the same as the patient's? If the mother's blood type is the same or matches the patient, the mother can donate it. Faster is better." Strictly the doctor.

"I'm Doc whose blood type is the same as the patient, I'm his father. Our blood type is AB. I'm ready to donate my blood for my son's safety." My father-in-law spoke well.

"It looks like you are healthy even at a young age, but are you sure? Because the patient needs enough blood." The doctor tried to confirm it back.

"Insha Allah I'm sure Doc." Rigorously.

"Then we check his blood type first, come with me sir!" The doctor stepped from this area and was followed by my father-in-law.

I also saw Om Reza coming in from behind, what he was going to do. If my blood type is the same as your blood type, I will donate it.

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"Wake up om! Don't make Lena more guilty, forgive Alena Om." I clasped his left palm which was still attached to the infusion hose, while crying bitterly.

It has been almost 2 weeks since the shooting occurred and the om was taken to the hospital, so since then the om was unconscious to this day.

Since the blood transfusion was completed and who donated his blood in addition to Papa the Om, it turns out Om Reza his best friend also donated his blood to the om. Om Reza willingly donated more blood than my father Abraham in law, because Papa Abraham's blood was not enough, the doctor also felt helped by the intention of Om Reza who wanted to donate his blood to Om Andra.

Turns out I just found out besides the old friends they have the same blood type as well. I know from Mama-in-law that Om Reza has been friends since the beginning of their 1st high school and up, until now their age is not much different.

Since the om has not been aware and still remains the care at this Hospital, since then I always accompany him and stay here. Occasionally Mama or Mama-in-law accompanied me to stay here, Vera once accompanied me to stay here.

I also studied or departed from this Hospital and the completion of my lecture I immediately returned to this Hospital, precisely to this VVIP room where my husband's room inpatient.

I'm still awake, it's always been hard to sleep since that incident, especially like this. I feel guilty for not being able to do anything.

"Well, I don't want him to die, but that doesn't mean I like him having to go into a coma like this." Sad me.

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"You must not return to Indonesia in the near future, if you are determined to be ready to receive the reward from me."

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"I don't want to know that I paid you guys a fortune to gang up and kill the arrogant guy, but instead you're the one who got battered. So this is your punishment I'm sending you abroad while hiding for an indeterminate time."

Tuttts...Tuttts..

The voice call had been cut off directly by the middle-aged man. He sipped his drink for a moment until the toilet and leaned his back against the head of his great chair. He took a deep breath a few times and spoke.

"Luckily there is someone who can do what I ask well, even though in the end the arrogant person does not die immediately. Except coma, may the arrogant man end up not waking up forever." The corner of his lips drawn next to displaying his evil smile.

The middle-aged man was still not satisfied if Andra had not really died. The pain of his heart over Andra's rejection of his son's case was so unnatural that he was so vengeful to the handsome man he had dubbed as a proud man.

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