Marriage Contract Letter

Inpatiently

Now Laras has been handled by an expert doctor, Susi. Jodi and Zayn outside the ER stood tense, anxious and worriedly enveloping the faces of the three of them.

Susi turned towards Zayn. "Master why is it so late?"

"Sa-I got stuck and this ma'am went straight to the authorities. That's why my car, too, is at the police station." Zayn's voice was full of regret. Then he received a phone call.

"Yes, just follow up to the roots sir. I look forward to the next news, thank you!"

Two pairs of eyes saw Zayn. in each heart rumbled hope, for a cure Laras. There was nothing to say but a gasp from the noses of the three men, and occasionally the footsteps of people like nurses and passing bracang wheels were heard. Around there.

After a while, Laras was dealt with. Finally the doctor who handled it came out as well and the sisters brought Laras who was lying in a cage to be moved to the hospital room.

Zayn and Jodi approach the doctor. "Where is the patient's condition?" the voices of both are together.

"Thank you. The patient is fine, the wound is already sewn. Until a few stitches, apparently he suffered shock due to the incident. Now just wait to be aware and also the influence of drugs that will make him sleep longer," said the doctor.

"Still Doc" replied Jodi and Zayn.

The doctor nodded, excuse me and left the place.

Zayn and Jodi, both of whom walked to the room used to care for Laras, and Susi had already followed the sisters.

"Where is young Miss?" zayn asked Susi, after being in Laras' room.

Susi sat near the weak and unconscious Laras. "Not yet conscious, sir."

Jodi looked at the pale face of Laras. There is sadness and disappointment. Why must there be such an incident, why also he could not take care of it. Jodi's breath was heavy, then he exhaled violently.

Zayn approached Laras. "Miss, wake up young lady. I'm sorry I can't take care of you." Zayn sat on the side seat of Laras. Then Zayn stood up, walked over to the sofa, sat there with Jodi sitting on his arm.

"You don't work?" asked Zayn glanced at Jodi.

Jodi sighed before finally letting out her voice. "So early in the morning."

Zayn. His eyes looked towards Laras who was still not conscious, his hands were busy with cell phones replying to chat from someone.

The afternoon changed, and the evening changed. The condition of the Barrel is still not conscious. Susi who was sitting nearby, stared sadly.

Jodi, new from the outside, buys food for them to eat. They forget that they haven't eaten since lunch.

"Eat first? life needs to eat too. Laughing, crying should also eat," Jodi asked as she opened the food she was carrying.

From far away, Ibra was seen rushing to the door of the Laras room. Apparently after being told Laras fainted, Ibra who was in Surabaya immediately flew. And from the airport it slides into the hospital where Laras is being treated.

"Boss?" greet Zayn as Ibra appears from behind the door.

The net of Ibra's eyes were immediately fixed on the weakly lying Baras. "Darling, what's wrong with you?" staring at the hiba of the face of Laras who was very pale and not the least his eyes were open.

Ibra leaned her face, then kissed the friendly forehead, the cheek of the wife who remained asleep. "Wake up baby, don't sleep long." Ibra's soft voice with a sharp heart saw the condition of the wife who worried.

Then Ibra's eyes turned back. The two eyes glanced at Jodi and Zayn who were sitting on different couches.

Ibra moved and approached the two of them. "You? what are you doing here?" ibra stared intently at Jodi.

Jodi stared fixedly at Ibra, without replying to any question from Ibra.

But Susi who stood not far from them answered the question of the employer. "Master, it was Jogi who saved the young mistress. From the criminal."

Ibra turned towards Susi alternating with Jodi. Then at Zayn, Ibra approached Zayn and grabbed him by the neck. His eyes bulged, his jaw that was covered with fine feathers hardened. He looked very angry at Zayn.

"Where have you been? I'm assigning you to look after Laras, keep him Zayn. Why does it happen like this?" hardik Ibra, with his hands still clutching at the collar of Zayn's frightened neck.

Zayn gasped and raised both hands. "Take it easy, boss, calm down."

"What's? you said relax, can I calm down when my wife is in danger. Not just a wife! but the child in the womb." Ibra's eyes turned glassy. Clear water covered her eyelids.

"Sa-I ask ma-sorry? Boss."Zayn lowered his head deeply, he understood what Ibra was feeling this time. But what power all has happened and it is not a desire.

Ibra took off her grip. Then rubbed the tears that flooded the corner of his eyes, looking up so that the clear water did not return to bathe his eyelids.

"But if you had been more alert, there would have been no such thing-"

"Abang ..." Laras' voice cuts off Ibra's conversation.

All eyes turned to the source of the voice, with a plong heart. Lega finally realized Laras too.

Ibra approached his wife. "Darling, are you conscious?" hugging and kissing her forehead.

"Where am I?" asked Laras after realizing that he was in a place he did not recognize. I looked around the whole room.

"You, in the hospital. Get well soon, baby, get well soon, I'm sorry I can't keep you." Ibra's voice with her raucous.

Ibra clasped Laras' hand and kissed him many times.

"Abang, don't blame Zayn or anyone else. It's my fault that it may be less careful or it may have been his destiny this way" Laras said softly.

"Yes, honey. Aye." Yeah." Ibra nodded as she continued to hold Laras' hand.

Jodi's approaching. "May you get well soon?" his gaze was fixed on Laras.

"Thank you Jodi, thank you for helping me!" the soft voice of Laras.

"Yes, equally," said Jodi again.

Jodi turned to Ibra to say goodbye. "I go home first, take care of his wife."

"Yes, thanks? he has helped my wife, and you have taken the time to wait for my wife here." murmured Ibra while shaking hands.

"Okay," Jodi left the place. While crossing Susi, Jodi nodded. Then pat Zayn on the shoulder.

After Jodi came out, Ibra turned to Zayn. "You go home, let me be here."

"Okay, I'll go home first. And I'm going straight to the police station, to take care of everything. The car is there too." Zayn stood up and approached. Young Miss is healing fast and .. I'm sorry I couldn't save you."

"No, pa-pa. I'm a fool too, don't ask you for help immediately." Complaints Slowly.

"Alright, I'll go home first" Zayn backed off and turned his back.

"Sus, you go home too. Take it first with Zayn," said Ibra while glancing at Zayn alternately.

"Yes, the key is in the bag of the young lady" Susi said as she handed Ibra a bag of Laras.

Ibra immediately picked up and searched the key inside the bag. "Now, the key."

Susi also said goodbye, and followed the steps of Zayn who had already crossed the door of the Laras room.

Abiding by Ibra and Laras in the room, Ibra looked at Laras. His hand held the hand of Laras very tightly.

"Abang, why go home? not that it's not finished there."

"There's no way I'm letting my wife lie in the hospital alone" Ibra said.

The nurse came to check on Baras and gave him medicine. After she finished checking, the sister left the room.

Stay the two of them in a fairly luxurious room. "You haven't eaten yet, eat there!" laras.

"I'm not hungry yet."

"Eat first, I'll be angry." He looked at Laras again while looking in another direction.

"You can be angry with me? didn't you?" goda Ibra pinched Laras' nose.

"The shop ate first," Laras' voice was quite loud and made him grimace in pain. The stitches to move.

Ibra surprised. "Why baby? Sus ..." call Ibra, the intention is to call a nun.

But Baras' hand gave the code while muttering. "No, I just need a break."

Ibra looked anxiously at Laras. "Are you sure you don't want me to call a doctor?"

Laras shook his head while closing his eyes. The hand that was infused rubbed his stomach. "Eat there first, then come here again."

Ibra was silent and did not immediately grant Laras' request. His palm rubbed his wife's forehead gently, he stared at Laras's face many times. Then he finally muttered. "alright. Rest huh? I'm gonna go get a little something to eat, "cuph kisses Laras' forehead."

Closing his eyes, Laras nodded slowly. Ibra went to get food, and the promise would not be long.

Barrel itself in its bed. Opening the eyes of no one, Ibra was gone. But what Laras saw from behind the door, someone was wearing black clothes and his face was covered with black cloth as well. All I can see is his eyes.

Wonderful, and wonder who that person is? he kept getting closer. "Who are you? and what do you want," asked Laras. Even Laras was surprised by his cold attitude and his sharp eyes. His hand carried a sofa cushion and prepared to silence Laras' mouth ....

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