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The Only Reason

Ryan opened his eyes slowly. The light from the ceiling of the treatment room, making him squint, adjusting to the blinding beam bias so that he had to repeatedly rub his net, he said, until his sense of sight was able to adapt properly to the bright rays scattered throughout the space.

Ryan tried to circulate his gaze to every corner of the room. His net captured the all-white color of the entire wall, making his brain instantly spin and concluding that he had now been in the hospital.

Instantly, his memory immediately returned to the terrible events of a few hours ago, where there is a girl who suddenly came and thrust a knife several times towards her stomach without any rumpi or safety that can be used as a barrier.

A second later, Ryan felt his hands being slightly heavy. When he checked if there was a burden there, Ryan's smile immediately fell sweetly from his lips. It turned out that his beautiful wife was asleep, in a sitting position with both hands coiled, and a head that overstretched her hands.

"Yang ..., dear ...," call Ryan.

Really, at that time Ryan really wanted to rub his wife's head fondly using one hand the other, but the pain in the abdomen can not be compromised. Let alone making his body slightly tilted towards Rani, just to move slowly, Ryan was already in pain.

"Yang ..., dear ...," call Ryan one more time.

Feeling that someone called him, Rani immediately gasped and immediately raised her head, until her eyes finally met the man who was now very worried about her.

"Hubby ...," Rani's tears spilled. She immediately got up from her seat and clutched her husband's body tightly, without remembering if her husband was injured.

"Hubby's conscious? Hubby knew no, Hubby was freaking out. Even Rani to dream that Hubby. Hixes. Hiks," now Rani just crying so much.

"Aow," Ryan shouted while grimacing in pain.

"Hubby why? Does it hurt so much, By? Don't scare Rani! Hubby wait a minute, let Rani call the doctor first," Rani releases her hug and immediately grabs the Nurse Call button or the caller bell, the nurse, a tool that serves to convey an automatic message when the caller button is pressed by someone, be it the patient or family who is waiting for it.

"Darling ...! Babe ...! not necessary!" Ryan held Rani's hand.

"Hubby in so much pain can still say no need? What danger are they? Hubby likes nyepelein yes. Hubby thinks it's just Hubby's body? Rani has every right to do anything to Hubby's body because it belongs to Rani,"

"Hubby knows, after all, Hubby always resigned want you to whatever this Hubby body," Ryan actually smiled mischievously, without letting go of his wife's hand.

"Can't, don't joke around in those moments. Rani was worried about Hubby. Rani was so scared, By. Rani is afraid that .., hiks, hiks, hiks, if Hubby can't see our son born in this world. Hiks, hiks, hiks ...," Rani's body felt weak. He sat back in the waiting chair next to the patient's bed with tears in his eyes.

Really, just imagining it is able to make Rani as if she lost her life. Especially if all those dreams come true?

"Hey, Honey. Hubby's really okay," Ryan tried to smile as sweetly as he could.

"Hubby yells and grimaces in pain so you still want to lie to Rani?" rani protests. Even now her lips have been pursed forward, not liking the charade her husband said.

"So that's because this lovely Hubby darling hugged Hubby too tightly. That's why Hubby complained. As soon as your hands don't overlay Hubby's stomach, the pain is no longer felt" Ryan said.

"Hubby must be lying. Hubby said it was because Hubby didn't want Rani to worry, right?" it was hard for Rani to just believe what her husband said.

"When there were some stab wounds Hubby said didn't hurt anyway?" namel Rani.

"It's a little sore, but Hubby can still hold it," Ryan said. He really did not want to make the woman who was pregnant with her child was too anxious and stressed to think about her condition.

"Hubby ...," Rani hung up her sentence. There were actually so many word after word that she wanted to spell out to describe how troubled her heart was because her husband was injured. But all the tightness in his chest that actually makes Rani as if out of words.

"Ssttt .., Hubby worries about you more, baby. You have to travel all the way to this city when you are pregnant," Ryan who can catch his wife's turmoil continues to try to convince, he said, and show that he's a strong man who won't fall just because of a few pricks. Even he was thinking more about his wife, when she was in such a sick condition.

"Rani's okay, By. Rani is worried about Hubby. Rani can't imagine Rani having to be without Hubby. Rani ...," Rani again sobbed.

"Ssttts. There can be no more tears. Hubby's gonna get well soon, and we can get laid again. Here's Hubby's hug!" despite being sick, what was in Ryan's brain was still a bed scene.

"Udah is sick, still a pervert," said Rani while hugging her husband again.

This time, Rani hugged Ryan very carefully, lest the wound be overstressed and make it hurt again.

"Your color is the only reason Hubby can live," Ryan returned Rani's embrace and kissed the tip of her head many times.

Until when the friendly scene took place, suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Lake in!" rani exclaimed as she let go of her embrace and confirmed her sitting position.

A few seconds later, Daniel and Arya enter, followed by Indra with her flat face. Behind Indra, Zara who already looks so beautiful with a shirt and pants all black was also entered with a face expression that looks mediocre.

"Thank God you've come to your senses, Brother," Daniel immediately smiled with relief upon seeing that his brother was already conscious and could pass through his critical period.

Ryan only smiled faintly in response to Daniel's tweet. His eyes were fixed on the girl.

"It's good to know that you've regained consciousness, sir. Well, let's say he's Zara. This Zara is the girl," Indra approached Ryan's bed, still followed by Zara from behind.

"That girl? You mean the girl who stabbed my husband?" Rani places special emphasis on the sentence she has spoken.

"Right, Miss," said Indra honestly, while Zara just lowered her head, and tried to guess the reaction that would be shown by a married couple who were now right in front of her.

Rani rounded her eyes and her mouth heard Indra's reply. Even now, he chose to stare at Zara fixedly, from the tip of his foot, to the end of his head.

"You ...,"

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