Marrying the Father of My Foster Son

Requesting Andri's Explanation

Mr. Hardi and Ms. Tania were walking in a row down the hospital hallway. Those who were in the hospital cafeteria were told that Andri was awake and was conducting a series of health checks by the doctor in charge. Hearing the news, the couple, who were no longer young, rushed out of the cafeteria, to the ICU room where Andri was being treated.

"Come, Ma, hunt! Don't let us get there while Doctor Haikal has left the room. So papa didn't have a chance to ask him."

With the rest of the energy, Ms. Tania sped up, balancing her footsteps with her husband. "Patience, Pa. It's mama's also another attempt at balancing Papa's footsteps."

When the husband and wife arrived on the fourth floor, three policemen stood by the door. News of Andri's consciousness from the coma had apparently reached their ears. For this reason, men in police uniforms are increasingly tightening guard, lest the suspect escape from the hospital.

"Pa, they-"

"Let them do their job well. Never try to throw them out. Remember, at this time the status of Andri is a suspect so it is natural that the police tighten the guard," said Mr. Hardi as if he understood the contents of his wife's head.

"We'd better get in now!" continued the middle-aged man while forcibly raising Bu Tania's wrist. Do not want a commotion that just embarrasses the good name Dinata.

"Doctor, how is my son? What complications occur after waking from a coma?" Mr. Hardi immediately sought the doctor with various questions. Although he was disappointed and also upset with his son, but his instincts as a father still functioned well. He was worried about his son.

The silvery-haired man wrapped in white snelli re-entered the usual metal circle taped to the chest into the pocket of the doctor's suit then said, "The vital condition of the patient is in quite good condition and the development of his condition is also very good. At this time, I did not find any problems with the patient's health. However, to be sure more clearly, I will contact the radiologist to perform a CT scan examination and if necessary MRI examination as well, aiming to find out the extent of brain damage to Brother Andri."

There was a feeling of relief enveloping themselves when they heard the doctor's explanation. Their son was fine after being in a coma for almost a week. For Mr. Hardi and Ms. Tania, this is a miracle from God given to them.

Mr. Hardi immediately grabbed the doctor's hand, kissing the back of the man's hand in white snelli many times. Desperate explosions in the chest could no longer be contained until he kissed the man's doctor's hand with a bad feeling.

"Thank you very much, Doctor. Thanks to your care, my son has regained consciousness." Mr. Hardi continued to kiss the doctor's hand without stopping, while Ms. Tania hugged Andri as a happy expression because God had returned her son.

The doctor pulled a hand, did not deserve such treatment from the patient's parents because everything that happened to Andri was a gift from God.

"It was my job as a doctor. I'll make an appointment with the radiology department, after which Brother Andri can do a CT scan or MRI," said the silver-haired doctor and glasses cylinder. "Well, if there's nothing to ask, I'll excuse you. There's still patients waiting in the room."

Patting Andri's shoulder slowly and saying, "Welcome back in this world, Brother Andri. You're lucky to escape the death that's chained up behind you."

"Rest well. If any part of the limb is painful, contact the nurse immediately. They're ready 24 hours."

"How are you doing, Ndri? Does your whole body still feel pain from the blows that the robbers threw?" ask Mr. Hardi to Andri. He thinks the captivity that happened to his son was caused by a group of robbers because in order to cover the tracks of his crime so as not to be smelled by the police, Yogi asked his men to take possession of Andri's valuables. Cell phones, watches, laptops and cash sheets in the wallet are no longer available.

"My body's still all sick, Pa. I-this ..all because of that herd of fucking robbers, I got battered. They ganged on me mercilessly. I should have been in America, but ended up in the hospital. It's really fucking my life." Andri said in a hoarse and weak voice. Although in a weak state of helplessness, apparently he was still able to curse rudely in front of his two parents.

Mr. Hardi breathed a heavy sigh. "Looks like God really wants you to stay here to account for your mistakes."

Ardi's forehead shriveled in confusion. Yes, until now he did not know if he was a suspect on charges of attempted murder of a victim named Queensha Azura Gunawan.

"What does Papa mean? Responsible for what, Pa? What a mistake I made to be responsible for everything."

Mr. Hardi smirked like a criminal. You may forget what he did to Queensha. Was part of his memory lost when a herd of robbers hit him in the head with a hard object?

Instead of answering Andri's question, Mr. Hardi actually asked a question. "Are you actually forgetting or pretending to forget?"

"I don't really know what Papa means. Tell me clearly, what Papa wants to say." Andri was about to sit down and put his back on the back, but he forgot that he was still injured.

"Son, the day you asked us for permission to go to America, two policemen came to our house to tell us you were in trouble. In addition to telling us about your situation of great concern, they also said that you pushed the pregnant woman down the road until she had bleeding. Is that all right, son?" It wasn't Mr. Hardi speaking but Mr. Tania.

"Tell my mom that the accusation is not true. You're just being slandered because that damn woman has her own grudge against you. Yeah, right? Answer your question honestly, son," said Bu Tania with a look of hope. His great affection made him blind and unable to see clearly that his son had made a grave mistake.

Andri swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. The throat was getting drier as a result of the question that the mother addressed to him.

Dilemmas. That's how Andri feels right now. The dilemma is whether he should be honest in front of his father and mother. If you tell the truth, your mom and dad will hate Andri forever.

"Ehm i-it .. a-I .. I ...."

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