Love the Perfect Master

Season 2 ~ Stranded

"Hah .. Why don't you trust your own daughter's words? Haura loves Mas Adam Well. Haura's happiness is Mas Adam. Adam has changed. Can someone have a bad past? The dark? Didn't you ever say that the most important thing is for someone to repent and change their behavior?"

"But I'm not sure about Ra. I want to see your husband's efforts. Let's see Ra."

"Bang ... Bang Baim ...," call a resident from a distance. The debate between Haura and Ibrahim came to a halt. The man hurried to Ibrahim's house. Ibrahim and Haura finally came out of the house and met the person who was shouting.

"What's up, Mat?" he asked the man who had just arrived. The forty-year-old man was still breathing hard.

"Anu Bang ... There's a big storm at sea. And we found the boat of Brother's son-in-law. However, the man does not exist. We've been looking for him around the boat, but still can't find him Bang. Some of us continued the search and some brought a boat and the catch of Bang Baim's son-in-law to the beach."

"What?" haura shouted in shock. Hana and Fauzan who heard the commotion that night came out of the house.

"Bang Mamat may be the wrong person. Maybe it wasn't my husband's boat" Haura denied.

"No Ra. Brother can't be wrong. Or maybe you can make sure it's not your husband's boat." Without waiting for long, Haura ran towards the shore carrying her heart throbbing pain. The woman was terrified if anything really happened to Adam.

And trembling, the woman rubbed the edge of the boat. Tears just escaped from his clear eyes. All real to him, it's really Adam's boat. Adam's boat was filled with pearl oysters at his father's request. And a crooked shirt proves that it's Adam's shirt.

"Mas Adam ...." Haura wept hugging and kissing Adam's shirt. Deeply inhaling the scent that he longed for. So tragic is the story of both of them. Can never be happy. Trials always come crashing down.

Ibrahim and the others followed Haura to the beach. Witnessing for yourself that it really was Adam's boat. All speechless were only able to look at the wailing Haura with pity. And Abraham was filled with guilt.

Suddenly Haura fell down and fainted. It's a deep blow for him. I can't accept if something happens to her husband.

"Ra .. wake up, son!" Ibrahim patted his daughter's cheek slowly. Trying to wake her from fainting.

"Sir .. wake up Kak ...." Hana and Fauzan weep for the unconscious Haura.

"Let's bring Brother home." Ibrahim carried Haura's limp helpless body.

After taking care of Haura, Ibrahim asked his two children to take care of his eldest brother. And he went out to sea to find his son-in-law. He feels he has to be responsible. Because of him, all this happened.

And in the morning Abraham went home empty-handed. He was so lethargic that he could not find Adam.

"Well, where's Adam?" The pale figure impatiently asked.

"Ra, are you patient? I'm sorry, I haven't been able to find your husband." Squeeze again Haura's body, how not. He wasn't sure Adam would survive all night in the middle of the ocean.

The girl was silent, without a word or sobbing. Maybe her tears are over. Can't get out anymore.

"We pray, Ra. I hope your husband is okay." Still with a blank look Haura ignored Ibrahim's words. No one can understand how he is feeling right now.

Haura stood up and walked into her room just like that with staggering steps. He immediately lay down and placed his head which felt very heavy. Tears escaped again from that clear bead.

"Mas Adam .. don't leave me!"

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Before long the village head came and checked whether the person was still alive or not. He breathed a sigh of relief. Because there was still a pulse of the man, even though it was very weak. He then gave the man first aid. Some residents gathered to see the village head trying to save the foreign man.

Finally, he decided to take the man home. Take care of it until it heals and is conscious. Because he knew the man's condition was quite severe.

With the help of residents, the man was now taken to the village head's house. That's where he was treated and treated.

"Dad, who is he?" ask a young girl in two. She is the only daughter of the village head puppet on the island.

"The Stranger Son. He was found stranded on the beach. You helped me take care of him, didn't you, Lis? You take a cloth and warm water. Wound this man."

"Good Well." The girl named Lilis took warm water and a towel.

Slowly, Lilis wiped the wounds of the young man who was still fainting. He treated her painfully. And after he finished he called his father to change into cleaner clothes.

And now Lilis was drinking water traditional medicine made by her father to the young man who was still unconscious. He poured water little by little with patience. Until the water in the small bowl was a toilet.

"Show this guy. Where the hell did you come from? You are not a fisherman. Your skin is clean and pretty handsome" said the girl sitting guarding the stranger. He stroked the man's face with admiration. Lilis was constantly staring at the handsome face of the man who had not even opened his eyes at all. He smiled to himself as his heart raced just because of a foreign man.

And two days passed, the man was still unconscious from his stupor. Lilis was disappointed, she wanted the man to wake up. He wanted to know her, because she was in love. He wanted the man to open his eyes immediately and be able to chat with him.

"Well, shouldn't we just take it to the city hospital? Until now, he hasn't opened his eyes yet."

"Silent Lis. I hope he opens his eyes soon. Because even if we take him to the city hospital, I think it's the same. Because this man's condition is quite severe. I'm not sure he'll survive the trip. Hopefully tonight or tomorrow he's conscious. And if he doesn't realize it tomorrow. Maybe we can just shake it. He might not survive anymore."

"It's a pity that this man's family must be confused" said Lilis sadly.

"Have not been sad Lis. Tonight you take care of him, give me the potion you make every four hours. I hope he's awake tomorrow."

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