
At three thousand feet above sea level, the plane flew to Singapore. Raka looked tense like she had just gotten on a plane for the first time. While his eyes continued to look at the clock that was coiled in his hand.
Dion shook his head, laughing at his boss who was as tense-faced as one who was about to get married. All that is natural because for 2 years he did not see the smile of his wife. So this news is very exciting for him.
“How long will this plane be arriving, Dion?” ask Raka.
Dion glanced at his watch and replied, “About half an hour, Mr.”
“How long ago,” grunts.
“Only half an hour. It won't be long, sir. Our position is already here.” Dion pointed at the flight monitor screen in front of Raka. “Means we'll be there soon.”
“OK,” replied Raka a little quiet because soon she will arrive.
The half an hour that Raka had walked through with weight finally passed. The plane landed safely at Singapore airport. Raka immediately rushed out of the plane to the car, he was impatient to meet his wife. Wanting to see the smile that had disappeared for two years, come back again.
Upon arrival at the hospital Raka immediately entered the room Zia in the care of. He quickly opened the door and could not wait to see his wife.
“Zia,” he said as he entered the room with an irregular breath. But the previously sparkling and smiling eyes turned into bristles. Worry wraps around his feelings when he finds someone has been covered in white cloth from the tip of the foot to the head.
What happened to Zia? Didn't the hospital say that Zia was conscious. Why is what he sees so different. There was someone stiff in front of him.
With a trembling body Raka approached to the person who was already covered in the white cloth. Why would the doctor lie to her? Why should I say that Zia is conscious, but the truth is?
Raka's body trembled, not even her legs were strong to support her limbs. He hung low under the bed staring deeply at his wife who was stiffened.
“Zia, how about us? Why are you leaving so soon, baby?” He rubbed his eyes that shed tears.
His hand hit the floor as a form of sadness because of the loss of his wife. Dion who had just entered lowered his head walked over to Raka. “Let's wake up, Sir. Maybe this is already the way for Non Zia. I'm asking you to strengthen your heart. There's still Miss Zika who needs you. Be strong, Mr.” He patted Raka's shoulder with his face bent.
“But how can I live without him? She is a woman who has made my life more meaningful, she is also the one who brings happiness in the home. But how could he just leave without saying goodbye to me?” Raka cried roaring.
Ccleks... (The door is open)
A doctor came into the room to see Raka and Dion sitting down on the floor. “What are you guys doing here?” (in English).
Raka budging. Dion turned his head and approached the doctor. “Dok, why are you lying to us? Have you ever thought how Mr. Raka now? You guys will definitely be sued for giving false information.”
The doctor frowned confused by what Dion had said. “You mean?”
“You are pretending to be bodo or how, anyway?” sniffle Dion annoyed. “How can the hospital say that the patient named Zia is aware, while in reality he is in a state of lifelessness now.”
A few minutes later, the door of the room opened again. A woman and a man entered the room sobbing and hugged the body.
Sontak made Raka amazed. Who're they? Why does it look that close to Zia? Or maybe his wife didn't tell him she had relatives.
Before Raka asked the woman panicked towards her. “You must be the fucking guy who made my son this way, right?” he held onto Raka's collar and shook it.
“Annya?” doesn't Zia have a dead parent? Raka was getting confused.
“Why shut up? Let's answer, answer!” hardik woman is frustrated.
“Mrs stop! Why are you like that? Don't you know, he's just as devastated by this?” Dion tried to break the woman.
“I will not forgive him. I'll make sure to make him die like my son.” The woman lashed Raka but the man was shaking as if resigned.
“Stop, Mistress. Stop!” Dion pulled the woman.
“Stop all!” the doctor's cry made them all turn towards him. He walked to the bed and opened the covering of the woman lying down.
“Master Raka look at it, is she really your wife?”
Raka raised her gaze towards the woman lying looking from a distance. Reapply his eyes repeatedly because he does not see the characteristics of his wife. “Dia?”
“Iya, she's not Lady Zia your wife. Unless this is someone else, they are his family.” The doctor pointed with his chin towards the women and men who were near Raka.
The corner of Raka's lips was interested in forming a happy streak on her face. “Then where is my wife now, Doc?” he changed his position to stand staring at the doctor full of questions.
“She's been moved space this morning after waking up. Room number 15 second floor,” reply the doctor.
Without waiting for long Raka immediately rushed towards the room where Zia was. Throughout the hall he passed by running even his hands almost pinned the elevator door because it suddenly stung when the elevator door would be closed.
**So there are still confused why the title is "Stupid Again" huh?
Title Match Again it's because the second person there again yes.so I made the title "Stupid Again" because there is another🤣
Here you do not doubt the character of Raka. Raka is a strong, stubborn man. That stubborn man doesn't love easily here and there huh.
Same with Rio and Erick. Oh yes, if you have not read the story Erick read dong "Love Scenario"
Vote coin or points are okay, do not just ask up a lot 🙏**