Marrying a Woman of Mother's Choice

It's Sick But Still Gengsian

"The condition of your husband is still under the influence of drugs. Because there are some wounds on his face that need to be sewn. So we drugged him to relieve the pain. His thigh bone was fractured due to too many blunt force impacts, I don't understand whether your husband was battering in a row or not. It might have been ripped off by some people."

Tenri was silent, his mouth that opened since hearing the doctor's explanation was immediately closed by hand. He didn't expect Reno's injuries to be that bad. Did those people actually beat up Reno to kill her?

"Innalilahi," cried Tenri did not believe what he heard. "Would I see my husband, Doc?"

"Can, please come in. If your husband is conscious, he may be transferred directly to the inpatient room."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

"If you need anything, please call the nurse."

Tenri nodded at all the doctors explanations.

"Alright, I'm staying ma'am."

After the doctor died, Tenri was directed by the nurse to enter the ICU room to meet Reno who was lying down.

It was very late at night, Tenri was single-handedly guarding Reno. As soon as she saw Reno's face filled with bandages, she could not imagine how those people were beating her husband mercilessly.

"Daeng .. Why is it like this? What exactly are you doing outside?" tenri said as she tidied up the blanket that covered Reno's body. The clothes Reno wore had been opened by the sisters and replaced with patient clothes.

"I hope daeng can learn about the incident that happened this time. No longer selfish, prestige and willing to win alone, this is the result of not wanting to hear the advice of others."

Tenri continued to talk to her unconscious husband. She clasped her husband's hand tightly, hoping that through her grasp, Reno could feel Tenri's presence there.

Until Tenri fell asleep, Reno had not been conscious. Until the night moved from the contest changed the morning adzan sayup-sayup that reverberated from the hospital mosque loudspeakers.

Tenri woke up from her sleep, she slept while sitting holding Reno's hand. He remembered it was time for dawn prayers, and he went into the hospital toilet to wash his face.

"Daeng, I stayed for a while at dawn prayers in the mosque."

Without waiting for a response from Reno, Tenri came out of the ICU room to pray at the mosque. After the death of Tenri Reno finally realized, but did not understand why he could be in the hospital. His whole body was in a lot of pain, his face was hot and heavy and his head felt dizzy as he tried to wake up from his sleep.

Reno only realized that on his face there were some bandages attached and also in his hands that were filled with infusion tubes. Reno held her head like she was avoiding the throbbing pain, she was trying to remember last night. As he remembered, he was at the bar drinking and then some people came to him to collect the payment for the drink. But because he had no money then he was beaten up all out by the body guard and also some people who were not familiar with.

The last thing he remembered was, he was thrown into the streets like a boar being shot. And now that he's lying in a hospital gurney, he never knows who took him.

Chequek.

The door opened and Tenri appeared from behind the door.

"Daeng, you are conscious" said Tenri happy to see Reno who can open his eyes.

"I'm worried about you daeng, I keep calling your phone but you never answer. Finally I asked Doni to look for you, he found you helplessly lying on the street. I won't ask why, I'm happy and grateful you're safe. That's it, daeng."

Tenri chatted to him even though Reno was very indifferent and impressed by his stupidity. Reno was about to get off the gurney bed but her legs seemed heavy to move. He also grimaced with pain.

"The doctor said there was a fractured femur, so maybe in the left thigh daeng was a bit difficult to digerakin for a while. But the doctor said it would heal over time."

Tenri explained about Reno's condition, "other than that on the face and there was a torn wound so the doctor was directly sewn and bandaged. What ... daeng hungry? Want to eat something?"

"Not to." Reno is still stubborn, even though the condition is already very sad.

He tried hard to get down from the gurney and dragged his thigh bone in order to walk even though it was not balanced. But just one foot on the floor, he almost fell. Tenri is not quick to help him, he wants Reno to ask him for help. Once in a while the man should know that no one in this world can live alone without the help of others.

"Aarrghhh ..." cried Reno in pain as he tried to move his fractured left thigh.

Between him can't walk nor can he go up to the gurney. Until there he still had the prestige of asking his wife for help. But just as he was about to fall to the floor, he quickly called out to Tenri.

"Why are you quiet? You want me dead, did you just move to help me? I'm your husband Tenri."

Tenri. He stood folding his hands on his chest. "Daeng, is it hard to ask for help?"

"Okeee. Help me ride again."

That way Tenri was quick to ask her husband to go up to the patient's bed. Shortly after, a nurse came to them because she heard the screams. What a slow motion like a cop in Indian movies only.

"What's up, Mum?" tanyakanya.

"No sisters, thank you for worrying about us."

"Oh yes Mom, you will soon be transferred to the inpatient room. Do you want a regular classroom or VIP?"

"Our money isn't a lot of sisters, please choose a standard room."

Reno wanted to interrupt, but it was too late. The doctor's out hunting.

"What daeng? Am I wrong?"

Reno just shook her head. He knew he had nothing now. His time is past. If his condition is still as it used to be, where he wants to be placed in a standard room and joined by some patients who are blocked and separated by a single curtain.

Though actually Tenri still had enough savings to rent out a VIP room for Reno, but this time Tenri wanted to teach Reno a little lesson that their condition was no longer the same. There are things that are more prioritized in the future.