LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)

Episodes 35. El Khasif Sejati

"Akh...!" moan Ethan.

The gun in his hand was thrown. Along with that, fresh blood flowed straight from his hands. Call a bullet right about it.

"Damn....!!!" ethan's Oath.

Next to Ethan's hand held the wrist that kept bleeding. Along with that, again two officers snatched Ethan up. Ethan's torso meant little to the two strong officers. Especially when a bullet goes back through Ethan's calf. This makes Ethan fall. Then the two officers handcuffed Ethan's handcuffed swiftly.

"You'll regret doing this to me....!" shout Ethan.

"You are old man too. Haha...!" ethan said as he passed Emran.

"Sister, you're hurt." said Laila worriedly.

"I'm doing fine. Em, where have you been...? I thought you were gone, without saying goodbye to me"

"I'm sorry, Laila just met Attar's sister. Laila thought it could be quick, but it turned out that Laila was blocked by something.."

"Meet Attar? What's your need?.And what's blocking you....?"

"So Laila was weak. His body had disappeared for a while." said Attar.

"Really...?" Barraq.

Her eyes fixed on Laila's naturally beautiful face. And the beautiful girl who stayed for just a few hours would disappear was nodding steadily.

"I'm sorry, sister.." said Laila.

"We need to get to the hospital. No need to wait for the medical team" Attar said.

His hand almost lifted Barraq's body. But the handsome man refused. Barraq closed his eyes. There was pain that he felt as a result of two bullets lodged in his body. Even though he had first aid, but still the blood continues to drip so that it soaks the cloth that covers the wound.

"Son, how are you doing...?" emran.

There was a tremble as he spoke. The man who had experienced a lot of bad things was sitting near Barraq. His face is more slender. Likewise with his body that looks much thinner. And his eyes that were staring at Barraq seemed to be beginning to be pitted against a clear grain.

"Papa's hiding. Waiting for evidence and the right time to show up. Jarwo has taken papa's life. With Ethan's help he perfectly becomes an El Khasif Emran. No one had the slightest suspicion of his existence. Even you don't seem to.." explains Emran.

Barraq's silent. Emran's explanation sounded foreign in his mind. Therefore Barraq put on a mode of disbelief. It was clearly on his face. And this of course can be directly captured by Emran.

"What do you have to do to make you trust me? That I am your real papa. I'm Emran El Khasif? Do I have to mention all the birthmarks on your body?"

"All? How many of your birthmarks are there, brother?" chirp Laila while smiling seductively.

Barraq smiled at Laila.

"Stop.." said Emran as the man who looked like him passed by.

Emran then approached the man whose handcuffed hands were. Emran's hand was raised and intended to do something to the man's face. And of course that was rejected.

"What do you want...?!" said the man.

"Stop pretending to be me, Jarwo.." said Emran.

"I'm Emran El Khasif...!" said the man.

Simultaneously, Emran's hand pulled the face of the man he called Jarwo. And.all became gasp. It all seems to be a mask.

"Waaaah." they murmured after witnessing the face behind the mask.

Finding his face to be a spectacle, Jarwo kept it deep. He covered her with his handcuffed arms.

"He's Jarwo. The men who have made a pact with Ethan to take control of El Khasif Group. Forgive me, Son. Papa's late." said Emran.

Barraq remained silent. Although there was a hot air that snaked in the recesses of his heart. Barraq just stared at Emran, the man who had been replaced for almost two years. More precisely, he stole his life. Ah, don't imagine what it's like to be betrayed by his own son, Ethan.

"And one more. You're not a son of a perjakor. Papa married your mother after three years of the departure of mama, papa's first wife" Emran said.

Barraq's eyes began to be pinched by a clear grain. I want it to feel like he's squandering in the arms of Emran always warming it up. While reading Barraq's mind, Emran embraced Barraq. And the stuffing is unstoppable again. Be both hugging and sobbing each other, like the choice of year did not meet.

"Akh....!" barraq.

Barraq's body was lethargic and almost collapsed. Barraq has lost a lot of blood. Seeing that, Laila came back anxious. He was worried about the condition of the handsome man.

"We have to go to the hospital now, son." said Emran.

"Barraq's still fine, Pa. Akh... Then..Where has papa been all this time?" barraq said.

Along with that, another medical team came. Another young doctor seemed to be hasty in his steps. His black hair occasionally flew by the wind.

"Sir.." said Dara.

The young doctor nodded in disdain at Emran as well as at Barraq. There was a faint smile rising from the corner of his lips as his eyes clashed with Barraq. Then the beautiful girl began to perform medical procedures under the supervision of doctor Faaz. Dara is so deft. Occasionally his eyes looked at Barraq's face which began to passively.

"We need blood now" Faaz said.

"My blood only. Our blood type is one hundred percent the same" Emran said.

"No, Brother. You haven't healed properly. Let me replace you. Our blood type is not the same." said Maleq with a smile.

"But.." said Emran stopped.

"Hey...! I'm your doctor, Mr. Emran El Khasif. So there can be no rejection" said Maleq.

"This is how the El Khasif family, son Attar." said Emran.

"Haha.had it been a long time, om. Be stubborn" said Attar.

"But not hard-hearted." said Emran again.

"Sure, Om. Especially on the true El Khasif..."

Emran patted Attar on the shoulder. He did it repeatedly.

"Thank you, son..."

"Together, om"

Meanwhile, Barraq begins receiving blood transfusions. Slowly but surely, the red liquid entered the handsome man's body.

"Doctor.." said Barraq listlessly.

Her hand held Dara's hand as the young doctor attached a stethoscope to her chest. And that was seen by Laila. The girl bit her lip. This was because his heart could not accept what Barraq had just done.

"Doctor, please just do it here. Please just get the bullet out here. And let me stay conscious. I don't want to lose the last seconds with Laila." Barraq said.

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Laila fell silent. His heart was broken hearing Barraq's request. Laila almost cried as Barraq's hand grabbed her hand.

"I'm sorry, sister.." said Laila.

"But sir...There are no adequate medical supplies"

"Dara's doctor lost his creativity? And again, there's doctor Faaz here" Barraq said weakly.

Dara stunned. His eyes stared at Barraq for a moment to then move on Attar and Emran especially Faaz.

"Em, tell you what. We will approve your request. But its place of practice remains at El Khasif Hospital. How about....?" faaz

"Papa would agree so. It's safer for you, son..."

"There's no safe place for Barraq, Pa..."

"No need for a sister to do that. Laila was more worried. Brother's health is much more important than being with me at my last moment. And there's still tomorrow, sister" said Laila.

"We don't know, La. Today or tomorrow is our last day together. Obviously, even if I were gone, I would be happy. Because we're going to be together.

"Son, don't be like that. What about papa? Do you have the heart to see papa alone" said Barraq.

"Then I want you to take medical action here..."

"Aishh.the stubborn basics"

"It's downhill. It's flowing in a thick red blood." said Maleq, smiling.