Little Bride Alvaro

83. Surprised

In that room, where Alvaro was still lying there. Mama Rani is still faithful to take care of her only son patiently. The woman did not once release the supervision of a figure who had not opened her eyes until this moment.

Doctors said that by noon the sedative effect injected into Alvaro would be exhausted, so the woman decided to stay by Alvaro's side, hoping that when her son woke up, she would, he was the first person seen by the man.

Time continued to roll, the sun slipped leaving its throne. Until dusk turned dark, there was no sign of Alvaro opening his eyes, making Mama Rani even more frustrated. What should he do to get his son to open his eyes?

The woman cursed an Azlina who had made her son this way, helpless and could only lie weakly on the bed. Alvaro was his pride, his beloved, never let him down in the least. However, this time the man had taken the wrong woman to be made a wife.

His tears flowed painfully, waiting for the vain hope of his son's consciousness, hoping that the eyes that had been asleep for long enough were opened to look at him, asking him for something. He promised to grant whatever the man asked if he woke up later.

Time passed by so quickly that evening came to stretch in the silence of the night. The room is quite dim because the light from the main light has been turned off to secure the sense of sight that is resting itself for a moment, so no need to glare at the luminescence of lights that are too bright. There is a light bed lamp located on the middle side of the top of the wall near the patient's bed.

There, the figure lying on the bed seemed to frown, as if having a nightmare in his subconscious. His hands flank strong, to whiten his knuckles. His sweat drenched the temples and forehead, and those eyes .. Yes, those eyes suddenly opened perfectly with the screams coming out of his mouth.

"Australia ....!" The voice shouted out loudly, waking up a pair of humans who were asleep in a special waiting bed.

They were surprised by the screams, without having a chance to rub both eyes, the two people turned their eyes towards the source of the sound. Alvaro was sitting there with his breath cut off. Both of them immediately got out of their sleep, walking half-jumped closer towards his son's bed.

"Call the doctor, Pa. Our son is a weaver." Mama Rani tugged at the end of Papa Agus' shirt as she realized that Alvaro had come to her senses.

Without responding to the words of the wife, Papa Agus immediately pressed the emergency button on Alvaro's bed several times, feeling impatient to know the condition of the son who suddenly sat down from the bed.

No matter how long, a doctor followed the nurse behind him came in with a slight stir. The doctor room is not far from the Alvaro room, because on one floor there are several special care doctors who handle patients using the VVIP room.

"The conditions are very stable. Please get the patient a drink."

The nurse behind him immediately poured the water in the glass teapot into a clear glass with half a portion, then gave it to Alvaro. "Drink, Master. It's to calm your feelings."

Alvaro's gaze was still giddy, filled with real fear. His eyes stared at the glass filled with water, then turned to the nurse who was giving drinks to him. For a moment he just kept quiet, then chose to accept the glass to be downed by him.

Alvaro's thoughts are still foggy, between hallucinations and reality. The tail of his eyes swept all over while collecting fragments of memories of items piece by piece to then be strung together into a single strand of memory that explained various events before he lost consciousness.

"Family please accompany the patient. We retreat first." The doctor spoke politely before finally leaving the room.

The door had closed after doctors and nurses came out of Alvaro's room. The man turned his head towards Mama Rani and Papa Agus in turn. "Where is Zizi?"

Mama Rani, who saw an anxious look on Alvaro's face, tried to calm the man down.

"Calm down! He's at home." It was impossible not to say if Azlina had been expelled by him. He will tell the truth how Azlina behaved behind Alvaro after his son was cured of treatment.

"He's fine, isn't he?" This time Alvaro looked towards Papa Agus, who of course had a different expression to Mama Rani.

"He's fine, honey. She's tired of looking after you, so Mama forced her to come home to rest." Mama Rani again interjected, afraid if her husband slipped by telling the truth.

"really? But ... My feeling is that she's not okay." Alvaro stared fixedly at the face of the papa, then continued his sentence. "You don't blame him, do you?"