I'm gonna drop my husband's seed

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While on the way to the hospital to see the state of Raka who had an accident, the mind of Bagus was really very chaotic. His brain could not think clearly and kept thinking Cantika who he stayed in a state of pain.good fear, Cantika gave birth. Obstetricians have advised to maintain Cantika well, especially food intake and stress levels.

But, He also could not leave Raka himself to sacrifice himself for the good of Good and Cantika's marriage. It's not fair to Raka. Good will keep trying hard to cure Raka as much as possible.

Bagus' car had entered the parking lot in the hospital yard where Raka was in a coma. Good feeling is not bad. Anxious, panicked and scared.

Nice running through a dark hallway to the ICU after asking the recipient in front of the hospital lobby. They pointed back and Good found it.

Right, just then, the doctor who examined her came out of the ICU room and panicked at Bagus.

"You who? The patient's family?" the doctor asked in a soft voice while releasing his glasses.

"Yes ... I'm good, the patient's family was in contact. What's going on, doctor?" tanay Bagus was getting impatient to listen to all he had to hear.

"Alright, Mr. Raka was a traffic accident, and the accident was singular. A violent clash in his head left him with a concussion. His bleeding was stopped, but he had just bleeding again, and an oparation room was being prepared. After that, he had to be operated on a second time. I'm pessimistic about Mr. Raka's life. Even if he can recover, he has total amnesia, all his past memories are damaged and he will be born like a new person again. It was very difficult, because he would feel an excruciating pain in his head, the tendency would always be angry - indistinct anger. But, I will try my best, only I am pessimistic. If God does something else, I beg you to be willing," the docetr told Bagus.

Good gawking in disbelief. What Raka experienced, her best friend was a heavy thing. His life was always full of pain and always sacrificed for the happiness of Good and Cantika.

"Then? How is raka at the moment? He realize? Or unconscious?" tanay Nice slow down.

"Aware but his gaze is empty, if you come and feel like supporting him it will be useless, there he is even stressed. I recommend seeing it from a distance. Excuse me, the surgery will start soon" the doctor said in a soft voice explaining clearly.

It was good to take a deep breath and exhale it violently. Why is there such a problem, what the hell does this all mean.

"Aghhhh!!" yelled Good with a loud voice.

One soft hand touched his shoulder. It was good to look back and find Cantika with her big stomach trudging with her personal driver.

Cantika just smiled sweetly. He didn't want to make Good feel alone.

"Get me a wheelchair for Tika, Mas," Cantika's pinta began to feel tired.

Nice quickly took the wheelchair in the hallway and gave it to Cantika. It was good to help Cantika to sit in that wheelchair and encourage her to walk towards the ICU room to see Raka's current state before being taken back to the operating room.

Cantika stared at Nice with a wistful glance. Clearly, her husband was thinking a lot. Cantika's hand held tightly to Good's hand and then kissed affectionately.

"Mas ..." call Cantika in a quiet voice.

"Yes Tika," Bagus replied turning to Tika and peeking at the back of Tika's hand while crouched down.

"What's really going on? Lately, Tia see, Mas cares so much about Raka. Like there's something you're hiding from Tika. You guys got secrets? Or is Mas still in touch with Sonya? That's why Raka covered up your relationship?" tanay Cantika with a soft voice.

"For the sake of Allah, Tika, there is no continuation of the relationship of mas and Sonya. I could swear!" say Good slowly.

"Then? Good as a frustrated person why?" ask Cantika softly.

Good looking at the sad Cantika. He hides a lot of big secrets but not mistakes just to cover up for Cantika to be happy. Good looking fixed Cantika and ememluk his wife tightly. Nice crying in Cantika's arms. He could no longer endure his sadness and continued to sob and felt very painful piercing the chest.

Cantika returned the hug and gently rubbed her husband's back. She knew her husband was hard to tell. She knew her husband was hiding something big that was his fault.

"Tell Cantika, slow down, let Tika understand, what really happened" said Cantika in a soft voice.