Kei And Layla

Chapter 63: the wounds of the heart

Arriving at the hospital, Raiden does not find Layla in his ward. In a hurry Raiden asked Doctor Adrian who happened to pass in front of Layla's nursery.

"Dok, Doc wait a minute!" raiden exclaimed from the door running after Doctor Adrian.

Doctor Adrian looked back, "yes, what's up?" ask Dr. Adrian.

'Look, Layla's been moved to which room?" asked Raiden raising his two eyebrows looking at Doctor Adrian.

Doctor Adrian smiled, "Layla has been moved to his house" replied Dr. Adrian.

"Moveted?" ask Raiden.

Doctor Adrian nodded his head, he moved his legs, followed by Raiden running parallel next to Doctor Adrian.

"Layla asked to be treated at home, because Layla needed calm," replied the doctor again.

Raiden nodded his head, he stopped the Doctor's steps.

"Thank you Doc, then excuse me first."

Doctor Adrian nods his head, "the same."

"Let's Doc" said Raiden, bowing his head for a moment, then he turned back and left the hospital to meet Layla at his home.

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Arriving at Layla's house, Raiden finds Layla sitting in a wheelchair in front of her porch.

"Layla.I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Raiden said.

"I'm sorry for what?" layla asked, with a straight look towards the flower garden.

"I...." Raiden did not continue his words, he lowered his head for a moment. "Because I didn't accompany you last night."

Layla smiled faintly, she turned her gaze to look at Raiden.

"It's okay" Layla replied.

"Okay, are you feeling better now?" ask Raiden.

"Rai.." said Layla.

Raiden raised both eyebrows, then squatted down in front of Layla, "what's the matter?"

"You don't have to worry about me anymore" Layla said. "It's time you thought of yourself."

"You mean?" Raiden frowned staring at Layla's two eyeballs.

"I don't have to explain what you're up to" Layla said. "Sure you understand what I mean."

"Yes, but Layla-?"

"Rai, I don't want to continue to depend on others" Layla said. "You also need to be happy."

"But Layla, I'm happy to be around you. There's a time of your joys and sorrows." Raiden's eyes are glassy.

"No Rai, please understand."

"But Layla-?"

"Tie!" please Exclaim from the direction of the gate of Layla's house.

Raiden patted his forehead staring at Sila who was walking over to him.

"Oh, he's her again."

"Hi Layla, I went to the hospital. You're home already." Please sit in the chair.

"Yes Sil, thank you." Layla smiled looking at Sila.

"I'm not bothering you, I just want to help you accompany Layla," replied Sila bowing her head.

"Have a reason." Raiden stood up and sat down on the chair.

"You don't fight" Layla said, trying to mediate.

"Layla, I can borrow Raiden for a bit to get me to the hospital. Can't what not?" ask Sila.

"Eittt, what do you mean?" sela Raiden widened her eyes looking at Sila.

"May I please." replied Layla.

"Layla, I don't want ya." Raiden pointed his index finger at Layla.

"Rai, she's a girl just like me, would you refuse if I were in her position, please?" ask Layla

"But Layla, this is different, yes" replied Raiden.

"Come on Rai.." whine Sila.

"Oh Rai, you don't."

Raiden breathed deeply. Then he turned his gaze to look at Sila's horror.

"okay! just this once!" exciting Raiden.

Please clap slowly, "thank you..."

Then Sila stood up and said goodbye to Layla, followed by Raiden from behind and left Layla's house to the hospital in Raiden's car.

Layla sighed deeply, she lowered her head and looked at her fingers.

"Tess!

One tear fell on Layla's finger.

" Tess!!

The more the tears ran down her fingers, Layla's body trembled, she cried without making a sound. Only pain, silence and surely Layla felt that she was alone.

"Dad, Mother.I want to go home," Layla said softly barely audible.

Mbok Darmi who was standing at the door found Layla deep into the scene crying without a sound. The tray containing warm milk held by Mbok Darmi almost fell because it shook when Mbok Darmi held his voice while crying when he saw Layla slumped.

Mbok Darmi turned his face away and wiped away the tears on his already wrinkled cheeks. Then he approached Layla as if nothing had happened.

"Neng, here's the warm milk" said Mbok Darmi as he placed the tray on the table, then approached Layla and stood behind the wheelchair.

"Still Mbok," Layla replied with a heavy tone of voice as she wiped her tears.

"Don't wipe away those tears Neng Layla," Mbok Darmi's voice rattled. "If it can lighten the burden on the heart, cry Neng." Mbok Darmi shifts to Layla's side.

"Mbooks..."

Layla turned her head and looked at Mbok Darmi. Then he hugged Mbok Darmi while crying a mouthful. Layla cries as if in the arms of Mbok Darmi. He could no longer hide his pain. Layla no longer knew, she had to keep where her heart wound never dried up.

"Mbok doesn't have a word of motivation, but Mbok knows that Neng Layla is not a weak woman."

"Mbok.I want to go home"

"Don't talk like that Neng" said Mbok Darmi. "There's still Mbok and Mang Usman."

Layla nodded her head, "Mbok, take me to the room" Layla said.

Mbok Darmi wiped Layla's tears, with his fingers that were not young anymore. Then Mbok Darmi pushed Layla's wheelchair back into her room.