Married Young to a CEO

Unconscious

Alan looked at Salsa from behind the glass of his room, he who felt sorry for Salsa, could not bear to see her.

I'm sorry Salsa. All because of me. If only I hadn't told you to come there first. It will never happen to you.

"No! I can't stay still. I couldn't see Salsa there, let alone the rain getting heavier." Alan murmured.

Alan moved out of his room in a hurry. He took an umbrella behind the door. Then he stepped out, approaching Salsa.

"Salsa, it's better now that you're in. Don't mind, Brother Devid again." said Alan, bringing an umbrella to Salsa, trying to reach Salsa's body, which had been soaked. With a body that looks already shaking in the cold. The pale lips looked wrinkled.

"Alan, please. Let me be here." said Salsa trembling.

"No, I'll take you in!" Alan tries to force Salsa to move into his house. Salsa quickly pushed Alan's body away from him. Until Alan's thin body fell to the ground, with an umbrella that had flown.

"The salsa! The cold man will never come down" said Alan, crawling toward Salsa, amid a rain shower.

Salsa pulled the tip of her thin lips. "I don't care if I can prove it to her that I'm innocent!" said Salsa, lirih. His limp body almost fell down, with Alan swiftly pumping Salsa.

"Look at your condition, you don't push yourself like this" Alan said.

Salsa pushed Alan's body away from him again. "Please don't touch me." Salsa's lips trembled even more.

"Please don't come here again. I will remain determined to remain here. Until he comes out." said Salsa, not twitching at all from his place. Although the thunder was snatching, he did not care about it all. Salsa's body trembled more and more, he closed his ears tightly, when he heard the thunderbolt that struck.

"Sa, think again about your son. He's not guilty. Don't be a victim!"

"I'm sure my son must know his mother's condition. He'll definitely survive!" Alan grabbed onto Salsa's two hands. The woman's instincts acted quickly, she threw Alan's hand.

"I SAID GO!!" salsa shouted, making Alan silenced for a moment. It was the first time he had seen Salsa get angry. Even though his body looks very limp. Alan could do nothing more for Salsa. I can only hope that her sister will come down.

"Alright, but I beg you, don't be like this."

"I said go!" Salsa lowered her tone.

"Well, I'll go now!" firmly Alan. I left Salsa alone. Although his two legs were very heavy leaving his brother-in-law. However, it was an order for him from Salsa.

Alan looked back, seeing Salsa hugging his own body which if made he could faint in a matter of minutes. Alan took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment. He could not bear to see Salsa like that. It was his fault, after all.

Braakkk..

The door opened very rough, causing a loud noise echoing in the corner of the room.

Alan ran in to meet his brother, who was now lying in his king size.

"What are you doing here?" tanya Devid flat. He started to get out of bed.

"Does my sister still have no heart?" alan asked trying to regulate his emotions.

"I told you, I don't care. If he's tired, he'll leave."

"What heart of brother is not touched at all see Salsa. He proved that he was innocent. No sister is willing to sacrifice for the person she loves." explained Alan teguh, with a light step closer to his brother.

"And Gio told me that Salsa doesn't eat for two days. Before he came to this house. His sister wanted me to persuade him. But it didn't work, and he chose you anyway sis" said Alan, clutching tightly at Devid's arm, shaking violently.

Devid brushed Alan's hand, pulling the tip of his lips cynically. "That's his business. It's wrong who doesn't eat!" haughty answer.

"I'll make sure you'll regret it later. And remember not to be a stupid old man. Pity the child who is still in the womb of Salsa." stressed Alan. He turned his body and put his foot away, Dan. Braakkkk.

Salsa's already weak body, immediately fell unconscious.

"Salsa.." cried Devid, running out of his room. With her panicked face, she continued to run down the stairs.

"Master, non Salsa.!"

"I already know," Devid quickly replied, without stopping his running.

Devid eagerly opened the door of his house, without a second thought he broke through the torrent of rain, grabbing Salsa's body.

"The salsa! I'm sorry!" said Devid, lifting the limp body of Salsa, stood up.

"Salsa, I'm sorry! Sorry!" said Devid, go inside his house.

"Sir, I have prepared a room for non Salsa" said Bi Inem who stood on the edge of the door.

"No, I'll take him in my room." replied Devid, stepping his feet fast. And bi Inem, walk fast after Devid.

"Bi, please make ginger wedang, and bring it to my room" said Devid, who immediately ran up the stairs.

"Good, master!" bi Inem immediately did his duty. And Devid went into his room. Put immediately Salsa's wet body on her bed. He locked his room tightly.

Doubtfully, the man began to replace Salsa's clothes with his wife's clothes that were still in his bedroom closet. He washed the woman's body, with a towel. Finish replacing Salsa wet clothes with dry clothes. Devid immediately went to change clothes.

Devid approaches Salsa. Holding tightly his hand. "I forgive you now. I beg you to be aware," Devid, gently kissed Salsa's wrinkled hands. Salsa's body looks very pale, even her fingers shriveled, pale white as if there was no blood in her body. Devid clasped Salsa's hand tightly, rubbing her palm.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck...

"Who?"

"I, sir. Bi Inem,"

"Sorry, sir. It's wedang gahenya." continued bi Inem.

"Start!"

Devid wrapped Salsa's body in a thick blanket, then stepped his foot open the door of his room.

"This, sir!" Bi Inem gave her one glass of ginger.

"Yes, thanks!"

"Do I need to call the doctor sir?" ask Bi Inem.

"Yes, I want to know the state of my son in his womb. I hope he's okay!" answer Devid.

"Well, I'll call the doctor immediately." bi Inem ran, and immediately called the doctor. While Devid stared immediately raised Salsa's body to lean on the head of her bed. His limp body was still unconscious.

Devid feeds with one spoon after another, ginger wedang to the mouth of the limp-covered Salsa.

"I'm sorry! I can't trust you. The pain in my heart really makes it hard to forgive what you're doing in front of my eyes" Devid said. He looked at the pale face of Salsa.

"Hopefully you'll quickly realize, I don't want you to be okay, and I don't want my son to get hurt because of our messy relationship!" Finished feeding Salsa. Devid put the glass on the table. Then lay his body again on his bed.