I'll avenge my Revenge

The Regrets of Mr. Dewantoro

By the time Rendy reached the hospital, there had begun to be crowded by people whether it was from the patient's family or people wanted to see the furore.

There were several police cars in front, and everyone was told not to go inside, and some journalists tried to get in but were blocked by the police because it was very dangerous, considering the suspect was carrying a sharp weapon.

All journalists and people inside have been told to come out again by hospital and police officers, to facilitate them in the task of handling the perpetrators, let alone the perpetrators holding sharp weapons, he said, and it's very dangerous for everyone who's there.

"Where are you going, sir?" ask one of the policemen standing in front.

"I'm a family of people who are being held hostage, sir" replied Rendy.

"They're your parents?" ask the police full of questions.

"Sandera is my father, while the perpetrator is my stepmother." replied Rendy again.

"Alright, but you remain in our assistance and supervision" the police said.

Then the cop was like he was reporting something, and then he took Rendy inside. He saw that there were some police, hospital officials and people who were negotiating with Elena to release Mr. Dewantoro in his arms.

Elena was like fear and confusion, her eyes were staring in every direction, the knife in her hand was stuck on the neck of Mr. Dewantoro. When her eyes collided with Rendy's eyes, her gaze was so sharp that her hand would thrust the knife into her own husband's neck.

"Dad! No!!" scream Rendy.

Rendy barges in and ignores the police warning, she runs into the room, Rendy pushes whoever is there who tries to stop her, seeing that Elena gets even more upset, all of a sudden..

Areeett!!

The knife pierced deep enough to scratch the skin, the blood spurting everywhere on Rendy and Mr. Dewantoro including himself. Elena gasped as she accidentally injured someone with her knife.

The trail!

The knife slipped out of his grasp, as he saw blood in his hand and the victim's body. The police quickly secured the weapon and hugged Elena, while the victim collapsed unconscious.

"Re-Rendy" said Mr. Dewantoro stammered when he saw his son fell injured because he had just saved his life.

"No! Let go of me, let go!" elena shouted in rebellion trying to escape from the grip of the police.

"Listen, this won't end until I can destroy your family, remember that!" scream Elena.

Plaque!

Mr. Dewantoro could no longer hold back his emotions and directly slapped Elena, of course it surprised the middle-aged woman, how not the old man had always listened to her, and not once did he yell at her or beat her, and now he's doing it to her. Instead of stopping, he continued to take his oath.

"I'm going to imprison you for the rest of my life, I'm not going to forgive all your mistakes! I promise on behalf of my late wife and children." said Mr. Dewantoro tearfully, with a flushed face holding back his emotions.

Elena was immediately taken to the police station and immediately imprisoned at that time, while Mr. Dewantoro followed the doctors and nurses who brought Rendy to be treated immediately.

In his heart, he continued to curse himself for all the foolishness he had been, he even promised and vowed to keep his children, and began to confine himself to all his faults all this time.

"Sir, you're coming with us. Your wound must also be treated." said one of the nurses pulled it to be treated immediately.

"But my son." he said confused and worried.

"Just trust us, sir.. Pray that everything is fine" the nurse said.

Mr. Dewantoro was not so sure about the nurse's words, how not with his own eyes he saw Rendy grab a knife in Elena's hand, the middle-aged woman swung her knife and hit the side of Rendy's stomach, the wound was deep enough to bleed a lot.

Not long after, Reva arrives with Nico and Andriana, both crying as they wait outside the ICU room. Mr. Dewantoro did not dare to approach or talk to Reva, his guilt was greater than that.

Not long after came several people including William, they were Nico's people, they came to keep Rendy safe during his hospital stay, and William and his team of lawyers started suing Elena for all this.

"Sir..." Nico approached Dewantoro, who was standing alone in the corner of the waiting room.

"Nico, I'm sorry... I leave my children to you, and I am ready to accept all the punishment and consequences" Mr. Dewantoro said.

"I'm not judgmental, but... Hasn't you been taking responsibility from them all this time? And of course you have to take responsibility for what you have done so far.

You should be able to see what they have been through so far, you should also be able to judge them during the torture, humiliation and abuse given by your wife.

You better think about yourself, I'm here to represent my wife even though I'm not sure she agrees, you better go home and rest. And please think about what you should do after this." said Nico, leaving himself alone again.

Hearing that, Mr. Dewantoro's heart felt very sick, indirectly those who were there drove him away and did not need or want him to be there.

"We need the same blood donor as the patient, he lost a lot of blood. Do you have the same blood type as the patient?" ask the doctor about everyone there.

"What blood type, Doc?" ask Nico.

"He has a fairly rare blood type, blood type O. Are your blood types the same?" ask the doctor back.

Nico just shook his head in a doldrums, let alone Reva even though they were siblings but their blood types were different. Mr. Dewantoro who was standing not far from there secretly met the doctor in his room.

"Doctor, my blood type is the same as the patient's. You can take as much as possible to save him" said Mr. Dewantoro.

"Alright, but please keep all this a secret" said Mr. Dewantoro again.

"Why, Sir? What if another patient's family asks who the donor is?" the doctor asked the person who wanted to donate the blood.

"The patient has saved my life by risking his life, I just want to repay him without being known to others" said Mr. Dewantoro again.

"Alright, you please follow me." said the doctor again.

After doing the examination and waiting for the results, he finally made the donation as well. He was put to sleep near Rendy who was still unconscious, so many hoses in his son's body.

His heart was very sad to see the condition of his son, when the hose was installed on his wrist, blood flowed into his son's body.

"May this save your life, son. And forgive what you've done all this time to the three of you." murmured Mr. Dewantoro as he shed his tears.

His gaze never separated from the face of Rendy, the face of his son was so pale and his guilt was so great to see the current condition of Rendy. He closed his eyes and hoped that when his eyes opened his son would soon wake up.

A few moments later, the donation was completed. Mr. Dewantoro's head was so dizzy after losing enough blood to save his son. He was given some vitamins, some milk and some recipes to restore his strength.

After that Mr. Dewantoro immediately went home, he did not care about his physical condition that was getting weaker, his body shook violently the pain, dizziness and even nausea he felt.

"I think my body is strong enough to hold everything back, it turns out that this old body is not as good as it used to be." he murmured.

He chose to drive his own car, his vision was so blurry and suddenly flashed back his memories with his children and his late wife Larasati, he drove while daydreaming at the thought of happiness, and...

Ciiiits!

Braaaak! Dhumm!

Mr. Dewantoro's car he was carrying hit the car in front of him, he could not control the direction of the speed of his car and the accident happened.

The road was quite crowded, so many cars stopped to help him and the car in front of him. He did not care about his condition that was seriously injured, he immediately brought his cellphone and ran to stop the passing taxi car.

"Astaghfirullah, you've had an accident?! I'm taking it to the hospital sir!" said the taxi driver.

The car was quite fast carrying Mr. Dewantoro to the hospital not too far from there, but when the car passed the cemetery Mr. Dewantoro asked him to pull over.

"Well, sir?! The hospital is still at the end of it" asked the confused driver.

"It's okay, just here" replied Mr. Dewantoro after giving the money he immediately went down.

Seeing the old man walking into the cemetery in such a gravely injured state, made the driver worried as well. He did not want to be called negligent to let his passengers go in such circumstances.

"I'd better wait for him here, who knows if he's back. Especially here the area is quiet, not many taxis passing by." said the taxi driver.

Meanwhile Mr. Dewantoro walked straight into the cemetery area, walking staggered he was looking for something in the cemetery.

"There it seems.." he muttered with a smile.

He approached the grave, which was under a tree, so that it was protected from the heat of the sun. Mr. Dewantoro sat down below him looking at the grave.

"You see now, everything happens according to what you said. I am exposed to the karma of what I have done to you... This wound is nothing compared to the pain you received in your old life.

Honey, I'm sorry.. I think my time is soon, I can't wait to see you. How I have missed you so much all this time and tried to keep her alone..

I'm guilty of you, of our children... Especially to the boy, his name was Ericka. She looks so much like you, beautiful..

When he got angry, haha.. So similar to you, for a moment I thought it was you..

I am guilty of you, to him... I'm really sorry, will you accept and forgive me again." he said, hugging the final resting house of his late wife, Larasati Pohan.

Meanwhile, the taxi driver was waiting for him to be restless because Mr. Dewantoro did not come out of the cemetery area, he wanted to catch up with him but was afraid to be considered presumptuous again.

"But it's been a while he's been there, what's he doing well? Inside there was no other door for him to get out of there, this was the only door in this cemetery area" the driver murmured.

After several weighings he finally decided to enter and meet Mr. Dewantoro, he went down the cemetery area until he saw a figure who was asleep while hugging a tomb, the person he was waiting for was there.

"Astaghfirullah, sir!" the driver panicked to see so much blood from Mr. Dewantoro's body drenching the tomb.

He immediately called an ambulance to ask for help, he saw a cellphone in the pocket of Mr. Dewantoro's shirt and took the initiative to contact anyone on the phone.

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