Loving my Best Friend's Mother

Episode 80's

"Until now there has been no donor who matches Ricky's blood type" Adit replied with a frustrated face and seemed very sad with the incident that happened to his friend.

"What's his blood type?"

"O negative." Calling his best friend's blood type has made him very frustrated.

"O negative? If so, take my blood now. My blood is also O negative."

Adit turned to look at Nia who was beside him. With a face full of hope he sought earnestness in the words of his wife. Everyone there heard what Nia said.

"Darling..., are you serious?" Adit quizzed because he could hardly believe that his wife had the same blood type as Ricky.

"i'm serious. How could I lie under these circumstances" explained Nia.

Those who were there exchanged looks. Between panic and also feel happy if there is a blood type that is suitable and can help Ricky's life.

Without waiting again Ricky was immediately taken to the operating room.

Raisa was still crying though not as hysterical as before. Patiently Bara kept trying to calm him down.

"Maybe she's exhausted because I haven't been taking care of her lately. Surely he's gone in a state of not having breakfast so he doesn't focus while driving." Raisa kept talking with tears streaming down her cheeks. He blamed himself for not paying much attention lately to his son. Because it was in his desire to teach a lesson for Ricky's mistakes to Kiara. As a mother she felt very guilty after she had previously ignored her son just because she wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Shhhh...." Bara grabbed his wife's body into his arms. He rubbed the back of his wife who was shaken by crying. "Keep, Ricky's gonna be fine. He's now a strong grown man, not a spoiled Ricky anymore."

In another corner there are Dimas and Adit who sat still with their own thoughts. For sure they're hoping for Ricky's safety.

It had been more than five hours waiting, but the lights in the operating room were still on. Bara looked at his faithful wife sitting with her face down from crying too much. The tired faces of those in the room. But they did not stop their intention to wait until the operation was completed.

Dimas put his phone in his pants pocket after giving Fitri news of his whereabouts in the hospital. Then he moved from his seat. After a while he returned with a few cups of coffee and placed them in an empty waiting chair.

Adit took the coffee to moisten his throat that already feels dry.

"Darling..., are you hungry?" Bara asked Raisa who was leaning on her shoulder. Raisa just shook her head.

"But you have to keep eating, I don't want you to get sick." Bara persuaded his wife to listen to his words. He knew that his wife did not feel hungry because she was too anxious to think about the people she loved. But he still went to find something that could prop up his wife's stomach. Because Raisa doesn't want to go from there. He will wait until the operation is complete.

He returned as soon as he got what he needed.

"Darling, eat first." Giving a pack of bread to his wife. Then he gave the mineral water that had been in it. "Eat for our little daughter who waits at home. Aya will be fine if you stay healthy" he added.

Hearing her daughter's name mentioned tears back down her cheeks. Busy with his sadness he forgot his young daughter and also needed attention from them.

"Come, open your mouth." Bara thrust the loaf of bread that had been cut into Raisa's mouth.

"Don't think about the taste, but think about it that this bread will make you all right." With painstakingness Bara continued to feed the pieces of bread that were in his hands.

Unable to stem the feeling in her chest, Raisa again cried and hugged her husband's body.

"What if something happens to him? I won't be able to forgive myself." While sobbing Raisa again spilled into her worry in the arms of her husband.

Bara regained his composure even though he had also run out of sense to face his wife who that day could hardly stop crying.

"Here, you drink first" he said, handing a bottle of mineral water to his wife who returned a mouthful.

The lights in the operating room are off. Some time the doctor who handled was seen out of the room.

Bara immediately stood up and approached the doctor to find out Ricky's condition. Bara's steps were also accompanied by Raisa who wanted to hear firsthand the situation of her son.

"How's doc?" Ask Bara anxiously. Worried if the doctor gave me less wearing news considering his wife who would definitely be more hysterical again.

"We've tried everything we can. The operation went well too. But it will take time to wait for the patient to be conscious."

"But my son's okay, isn't doc?" Raisa started to hysterically because she was dissatisfied with the doctor's answer.

"For the moment the patient cannot be moved to the treatment room. Because it still requires close supervision because the patient has severe injuries to the head. We pray that the patient can pass the critical period."

Raisa could not stem the tears that fell back soaked her tired face that had been swollen because of too much crying. Bara swiftly hugged the weak body of his wife who was shaken by sobs.

Dimas who had also heard the explanation from the doctor earlier could only rub rough his face which also looked tired from earlier. But his fatigue was nothing compared to his current worry. If you can choose he is very willing to get tired as long as the condition of his best friend is fine.

Kiara shut her mouth holding back her crying that almost escaped. He just came when he heard the doctor tell Ricky the current situation.

Adit averted his eyes when he saw Kiara coming there. Somehow he felt very confident that the accident Ricky had had something to do with Kiara. But on the other hand he also knows that Ricky is indeed only recently brought a car because he had also had an accident before even though it was just a small accident. Which finally makes Ricky had the trauma of driving a car and prefers to drive his motorcycle. Even though he still can not accuse just because he is too worried about the condition of his best friend.

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Bara finally managed to persuade Raisa to go home after painstakingly persuading her.

"Have.., don't cry like this. What if Aya sees her mother crying like this?" Bara rubbed the remains of a clear grain in the corner of his wife's eye.

When entering the first room house that Raisa came to was her little daughter's room. But her little daughter had already slept well with her beloved doll. Then he went to his room to clean his body which already felt very sticky.