Married To An Ex
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#Married_with_Former
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Salsa ran hastily through the hospital hallway. His body even bumped into a few people, which made people cuss in annoyance.
"Be careful dong, on the way."
"Woman freak."
"sorry. I'm sorry!" shout Salsa.
Arriving in the operating room, his eyes stared at the door of the room uneasily. His gaze stared softly, hoping that the person in the hands of the doctor could survive.
"Son!" A man with blood on his shirt, approached Salsa.
"His accident took the life of the driver that the master was carrying inside." The slow voice of the old man, with his clothes quite shabby, made Salsa look at him with a glaze.
"How bad is it, sir?" ask Salsa slowly. But it was clearly heard by the man.
"Curried."
Salsa's defense collapsed, her body trembling with tears. How could fate be so cruel to a person as good as Arga? How could this possibly happen?
Also ... This incident, happened in the same place when the Salsa accident five years ago.
"What about my brother, sir? Is she okay?" ask Salsa. He stood up and looked at the man with a worried look.
The man in front of him was silent. The shadow of the incident had flashed across his head, truly terrifying.
"It's been over five hours, he's got treatment. The treatment had to be postponed because of the cost, the condition, also the doctor who was not in the hospital, so it was delayed by a few hours" explained the man.
Salsa. "Yes! What, he means who pays the hospital fees?" salsa asked curiously.
"I don't know either, there was a nice guy in nice clothes paying for everything. Even directly bring in the best doctor of this hospital," explained the man.
"Thank you, Sir. Thank you, even my father waited for my brother," said Salsa sincerely. He took the old man's hand and kissed him many times.
"Already, Son. Human beings, we need to help each other. Just call me Mr. Andi." The man looked at Salsa wistfully, then patted the woman's shoulder as a form of tranquility.
"Thank you, Mr. Andi."
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"Sale!" Salsa who had snuggled up earlier, hugging her knees with a tearful look up at someone who was unfamiliar.
"Keno!"
Keno approached and hugged Salsa. "I have to be patient."
"How did this happen, Ken!" salsa's cry broke out in Keno's cry. His body trembled, terrified at the massthen it also came back as if it was attacking him.
"Everything's fine, brother." Keno patted Salsa's back slowly, trying to calm her down.
"How's Gino? Where is she, brother?" ask Keno.
Salsa wiped away her tears.
"Gino's in the parlor, big brother, he went there earlier. He's safe there." explains Salsa.
Keno nodded his head in understanding. The man looked at Salsa grudgingly, this strange occurrence was really awkward. Moreover, how could Arga have a single accident but that severe.
However, Keno couldn't possibly discuss it now. Moreover, Salsa's condition is so chaotic now. Keno will investigate on its own.
"Sister Arga's son, you bring him here too?" ask Keno.
Salsa nodded. "Of course, with whom Silla's home. You know even he keeps asking how Mas Arga is doing, why Papa hasn't called yet." Salsa explained.
"I really don't know what to do, Ken. Ever since I took her on the trip, Silla has been quieter than usual. She kept crying, for no apparent reason." Obviously Salsa, while occasionally wiping her tears.
"He must have had a hunch, brother. Their inner bond is strong."
Salsa nodded her head. "Maybe."
Three men in white uniforms, exiting the operating room, diverted their attention. Salsa and Keno approached them.
"How's my brother doing, Doc?" ask Salsa slowly.
"Critical patient."
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"And our car deflated, sir." The driver told his dreamy master, looking out the window at the car.
The man gasped when he heard the driver's reprimand, then looked at the driver for a moment. Before getting out of the car, after saying the order.
"Please change the tires quickly, Mang. I have a meeting in an hour."
"Good, Sir."
Reon, the guy got out of his car. He walked towards the food stall that was on the side of the road.
Actually Reon could have called another car, but it's better he waited okay occasionally. Besides he was also hungry, there also happened to be a restaurant on the side of the road where his car tire deflated.
"Mang, I have breakfast first. Mamang if you want to eat there, just" said Reon, pointing to the place to go.
"Good, Sir."
Reon walked towards the restaurant, then sat down on one of the chairs. His eyes stared at the corner of the room that was quite crowded, also looking for the whereabouts of the maid.
"What message do you want, uncle?!" the crashing sound of a boy made Reon gasp in shock.
The man lowered his gaze, looking at the little girl with glasses perched on his small nose.
"Aunt Desi again shopping the same Bi Rani. If Grandma Ami again behind the dishwashing, later I will tell Grandma Rani if there is service." he explained at length.
"Uncle want what message?" ask the boy again.
Reon laughed softly, this girl comforted him a little.
"I'm just waiting for the employees" Reon said.
The girl frowned, her eyes staring sinisterly at the man who seemed to be her papa age. He folded his hands in front of his chest, then walked away from Reon by stomping his feet.
"Ami's grandmother bought it!" his yell.
Reon who heard it only smiled faintly, if only he had a child with his woman. Must have been a kid the age of that kid.
Shortly after, an old woman approached him in a hurry.
"Sorry a little long. What do you want to order, son?" ask the woman, giving her a menu book.
Reon nodded, then received the menu book. He pointed to one of the pictures of complete rice with fried fish.
"Well, wait a minute, yeah, son."
Reon nodded in response.
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"Ami's grandmother, that uncle was a real bitch." The seven-year-old boy grumbled.
The old woman who heard it, smiled and rubbed the head of the girl.
"Why? Silla said so, not good." Grandma Ami. The old woman shook her head while chuckling.
"The owner is the same as Grandma. Why try Silla want to help grandma, the uncle does not even want to." explained Silla was upset.
Last night he tried to contact Salsa many times, but Salsa did not answer him. Calling his father, not active.
Somehow also Silla feeling so unsettled, last night she could not sleep that only she did cry. Silla was sad, really sad because Salsa and Arga could not be reached. Moreover, Silla kept thinking about her papa who had not called her.
"Silla's patient, son. Mama Salsa with Papa again have business, so have not been able to call." explained Grandma Ami, her wrinkled hands caressed Silla's long hair trying to win.
He was also very worried about their situation, but last night Salsa also did not pick up her phone. There was only one message from Salsa, which made him understand.
[Mas Arga critical, Mother. ]
"Silva! Let's play with the brothers." Gino poked his head at the kitchen door where Silla was.
Behind this restaurant, there was an orphanage that was interconnected. This restaurant also belonged to the same orphanage.
"Why is Silla crying again?" ask Gino saddly. The boy came in and approached Silla.
He felt the sadness of Silla. The boy hugged the crying Silla, trying to calm Silla down.
"Silla why grandma?" tanya Gino looked at Ami's grandmother, when he did not get a response from Silla.
"Silla's sad, because papa hasn't called Silla yet." Grandma explained carefully.
Gino nodded his head in understanding.
"Gino, can grandma ask you a favor?" ask grandma Ami.
Gino nodded his spirits. "May I can."
"Please change this to an uncle who wears a black shirt. Grandma's waiting for a fish, same Silla. The fish will be burnt." Ami's grandmother gave Gino blue money.
Gino received it with vigor, then passed from there. His eyes stared at the corner of the room until he finally found a man in a black shirt playing on his phone.
"Uncle! Here's change!" his yell.
Gino walked up to the man and gave him a blue sheet.
Reon. The man looked up his head, looked at the boy before him for a glance, turned his eyes and picked up the phone.
"Take it," he said. Then stood up to pick up the phone, not paying too much attention to the boy in front of him.
"Really uncle?" ask Gino to shine.
"Yes." Yeah." Reon answered, without looking at Gino, and then spoke to the other person.
"Thank you, uncle."
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"The boy was similar to Mister, yes." Mang Wais, Reon's trust driver. The man, half a century old, opened the conversation.
"Which one, Mang?" reon was confused.
"At the diner, sir. It really is similar to the Lord of childhood." explains Mang Wais.
Mang Wais, is the trusted driver of the Reon family. He has also worked with his family for a long time, working for his family now he works as Reon's personal driver. It may have been more than twenty years, he worked with the Anggoro family.
"I don't see."
"really? But that child was really similar to Mr. when he was a child." explained Mang Wais in disbelief. Like the reincarnation of just seeing a child earlier. The boy looked a lot like little Reon.
Reon only muttered in response.
"If only you had a child with Miss Salsa first, it would have been the same age as that child" explained Mang Wais. However, he hastily apologized when it was felt that what he discussed was too sensitive.
"Sorry Sir."
Reon just muttered back at him.
Why did Reon now become curious about the child that Mang Wais meant.
•••
Salsa ran towards Arga's ward, her breathing hunting irregularly. His eyes immediately reddened to see Arga convulsing. He pressed the bell beside where Arga was lying.
Two nurses came and dealt with Arga's convulsions. Salsa let out a long sigh seeing Arga's state begin to improve.
His premonition was so bad that it made Salsa immediately go to Arga's ward.
"Why is my sister convulsing, Sus?" ask Salsa riled up.
He was so calm seeing Arga's stable condition.
"I'm sorry we don't know why, because everything's good. However, there is fluid that enters the patient's body. We don't know what liquid it is, but we'll investigate." The nurse explained.
"What does the doctor give the patient that fluid?" ask the nurse.
Salsa shook her head quickly. "No, Sus."
"Isn't it Ma'am who takes care of the patient?"
"really. I went out for a while to eat in the hospital canteen. It was also when I left that my sister was fine." explained Salsa.
The two nurses looked at each other with clearly quite confused gazes. A nurse approached Arga's infusion and showed Salsa.
"There was a liquid that seemed to have been injected earlier. How could I mean who injected the patient? Was there a doctor here?" ask the nurse, as well as explain the irregularities that exist.
Salsa glanced at him, right, there was a scarlet-like liquid attached to the Arga infusion hose. Even though it has faded, the color looks still imprinted.
"Nothing, Sus."
Salsa stared at Arga's closed face and slightly began to turn blue from what Salsa had seen earlier.
Arga, what's wrong with him? Why does his body look so blue and stiff?
"alright. Maybe it's a doctor, there can't be anyone who just carelessly injected earlier. We'll ask why the doctor" explained the nurse.
Salsa nodded in agreement. His eyes looked at Arga's face which somehow looked so blue. It's just his feelings or it's real, not vision.
"His patient .." said the treatment, hanging in the air as he looked at Arga.
"Patient poisoned!" shouted spontaneously. A nurse who was near him was rushing to the help bell quickly.
Salsa was surprised, then approached them.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with my sister, Sus?" salsa was worried. Especially when he saw the look on the faces of the two nurses in front of him now.
"Patient intoxication. Sorry Ma'am, please come out first we will take action," explained the nurse.
"But, I -- "
"Please come out, Ma'am." The nurse immediately encouraged Salsa to come out. Especially when two doctors came with two other nurses.
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Salsa rushed to the two doctors who had just walked out of Arga's room, after two hours.
"How's my brother doing, Doc?" ask Salsa riled up.
The doctor looked down for a moment, then patted Salsa on the shoulder several times with a sad look.
"Sorry, the patient can't be saved. Arga is gone "
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