MENTALLY

PAPA'S ANGER

Wearing, Almira's condition suddenly like an undead. His body lay stiff and very cold. Sister Devi was crying like she lost her brother. Did not expect the meeting of Madam Anggraini with Almira that was not more than half an hour was fatal.

Sister Devi thumped when asked to explain about the drop Almira, while wiping tears and sobbing, Sister Devi managed to call the last lady Anggraini to see Almira and she was asked to leave both.

Mr. Muhtar's jaw hardened for a moment, his fist even to the point of appearing veins indicating he was holding back anger. Radit just patted the mother on the shoulder, "We take care of Mbak Almira first," so calm even though in his heart was very concerned about the situation of the brother.

"How,Dok?" radit asked Ibram's doctor who had just given the injection, it seemed like a sedative and did not last long the brother had slept.

"We wait for Doctor Anggraini first, we talk in my office," said doctor Ibram who then headed to his office while being followed by Sister Devi.

"Where's your mama?" ask papa ketus.

"Patience, Pa. We have to finish with a cool head, get rid of papa's anger first. Remember our goal to focus on the recovery of Mbak Al."

Mr. Muhtar was silent, really if slapping people is not subject to criminal charges, really now he wants to do it. The two sat quietly on the sofa of Almira's room with their minds, almost 10 minutes waiting for the wife's arrival but never came too, too, though the beautiful woman had replied immediately came because it was still in the area around the hospital.

Chequek.

Radit and Mr. Muhtar turned to the source of the voice, mistress Anggraini elegantly carrying her branded bag approaching her husband and son. "What's going on?"

Needless to say, Mr. Muhtar immediately stood up and dragged the wife out of the room, his eyes barking signifying mounting anger. "You're either getting divorced now or staying away from Almira."

The choice that made Madam Anggraini rounded her eyes and immediately threw out her husband's grip, "What do you mean?"

"Now, before we know what happened to Almira, I want to hear your answer" said Mr. Muhtar firmly.

"Pa.papa tuh emotions, why should there be such a choice, what's wrong mama anyway?"

"Divorce or stay away from Almira!"

Madam Anggraini smiled cynically, what choice it was is is clearly detrimental to her. Even though one is chosen, the husband will limit his encounter with Almira. Divorced or not, the effect is the same. "Don't be crazy, Pa!"

"It is precisely you who have been crazy, selfish and never realized has made your flesh and blood suffer."

"Why the hell papa always cornered mama, mama never thought almira was great because of who's upbringing!" jakak mrs Anggraini is no less fierce.

Radit suddenly opened the door and stared intently at his parents who continued to argue with each other.

"Mama and papa please go home, continue the debate at home. Madam Almira let me take care," without waiting for answers Radit's parents walked away from his goal is the doctor's practice room. It is up to both parents to maintain the ego or not, if not helped Radit will contact Mr. Sultan, asking for his help in healing Almira.

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Radit walked in, nodding his head in a sign of respect and the young doctor only frowned, "Sorry doc, mama and papa can't attend."

Doctor Ibram looked disappointed, he spontaneously let out a heavy sigh. "Let Mbak Al's business be with me!" radit continued firmly.

"Actually the health development of Almira should be known to both of your parents. Their responsibilities, Dit!"

"Then how will this case go. Injections are dead then!" extreme advice from teenagers. That was with her sister.

"This is what family, why this drag makes the child's recovery." Doctor Ibram has been emotionally listening to Radit's advice, crazy enough to inject dead healthy people wal afiat. Can be hit and disrespectfully removed by the hospital.

"Doctor is the same, I am now guardian Mbak Al. The doctor can freely tell me about Mbak Al. Don't interfere with my parents' personal problems. I can be responsible."

"No, we're waiting for your parents."

Radit fell silent, lost heavily because the doctor was also so keen to meet his parents. Long waiting in silence, Mr. Muhtar knocked on the door, he entered after being questioned by Doctor Ibram.

The eyes of Radit and Mr. Muhtar whistled for a while and looked at Doctor Ibram. "Please sit down, I'll explain what happened this time."

Radit and Mr. Muhtar nodded, both of whom could only resignedly hear the handsome doctor's words regarding Almira.

Almira is stable now. The interaction with me or the nurse was great. It had even responded to Sister Devi's chat. He was in shock because of someone's sentence and I can confirm that person is the Anggraini doctor.

The words of Doctor Ibram continued to revolve in the mind of Radit and Mr. Muhtar, even both of them after coming out of the doctor's room just walking side by side without making a sound. The two also did not consider Mrs Anggraini who was sitting waiting for the two, now the beautiful woman is prohibited from entering the hospitalization of the princess.

"Pa...!"

"Don't see us, we want to live a quiet life!" said Mr. Muhtar without turning to his wife and directly entered the room of the princess. So also with Radit who just shut up and did not say anything to the mother.

"Radit mama please," but unfortunately the son went straight into Almira's room just like that. Cruel, indeed but not the attitude of the mother who makes the whole family mess like this. Sometimes a person needs to be slapped with cruel circumstances to realize that he is wrong.

"You are cruel to mama" he moaned with tears. His body decayed for a moment as if unable to hold the ego he had been raising. No haughty face could dictate to others as he wished.

The beautiful woman was fragile, half of her soul was already lost in the sharp sentences and indifferent attitude of her husband and son. The glimpses of Almira he had nurtured since birth roamed around. The girl's sweet smile is so sweet and makes her very proud because her girl grows very beautiful.

The tears and sobs of beauty doctors are increasingly heard when remembering the hysterics of Almira two months ago like crazy. The journey of life is not easy for a mother who has struggled to educate the child and is now separated. To him this is unfair, Almira remains his daughter. He believes Almira still desperately needs his attention and affection.

"Muhtar crazy!!" his jolt while kicking Almira's room, no matter the look of the person passing in the VIP hallway, for him the rejection of those closest to him was poison in his life. Slowly but surely kill him.