Miss Hurray, I Love You!

Fifty eight

Without waiting for Arman to park the car properly, Rafan has already jumped out even while the car is still moving. That certainly makes Arman worried and surprised. The negative thoughts that had been lingering in his brain had become unsteady with the reality he had seen.

"Is it possible for a so-called filthy husband to cheat or play games?"

Arman sighed, turned off the car engine and stepped out. The young man followed Rafan's already invisible steps. He just stepped in following his instincts.

Arriving in front of the hospital's IGD room, Arman stared at his mistress who looked chaotic and unhelpful. With a messy shirt that is not properly fastened, messy hair plus a worried look mixed with fear, and, making anyone who sees will not expect him is Rafan Coman Dizhwar, the youngest CEO of the Dizhwar company.

"Sus how's my wife?"

When a nurse came out of the IGD room, Rafan immediately pointed to her with questions. The nurse frowned, honestly she was confused as to what to answer because the patient who was inside was not just one.

"My wife Sus how is she?" He asked back in annoyance because the nurse was just silently staring at him.

"Sorry sir, with whose patient's family?"

Rafan was silent, his brain suddenly stopped working and could not even remember his wife's name. Arman who was near them also asked to represent his mistress who was in a state of turmoil.

"His name is Ms. Alsava, the victim of an accident in a city park a few hours ago."

Hearing Arman's reply, the nurse muttered as she nodded her head several times.

"Oh that one, it's already in the morgue sir, because the victim was already in a state of death when he was brought here."

The duarrr!!!

Like a lightning bolt when Rafan heard the nurse's explanation before him. His limp knees were unable to support his own weight. The burly body slid onto the floor with a blank look forward.

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun," said Arman as he looked at his master's pity.

Rafan's world collapses, his heart and mind suddenly empty. His eyes blinked softly feeling a gentle gust of wind coming down on his face. The nurse's words had not been able to digest her soul well.

Wasn't he still arguing with Alsava this morning? how could his wife now be dead? No this is not true. Rafan shook his head slowly with a blank look. Trying to get up but always falling back.

Arman who was nearby swiftly asked his master to stand up and sit him in the waiting chair not far from where they were standing. Rafan's hand gripped Arman's arm trying to strengthen itself.

Oh my pity, sir, just two months ago the wife was left dead.

This high-level virgin even misfocused with the existing situation. With his makeshift ability, he tries to calm down Rafan who looks like an undead now.

My face, his eyes staring blankly in any direction. Arman gently stroked Rafan's back up and down trying to channel strength.

"Sir, would you like to see the madam to be sure?"

Arman's question made Rafan turn to him, Rafan's consciousness returned after wandering somewhere. A violent bang was felt in the chest, continuing with a painful pulse as his brain had already begun to harmonize with reality.

His wife is home.

Rafan sighed. Tears that have not been seen since, this time just flowed through the cheeks. Honestly, his heart is not ready if he has to see the condition of his wife's body.

If only he had known it would be like this, maybe this morning he would never have left Alsava.

I will not be angry until I don't look at him. If only he had known this morning the last time he could have looked at the pretty face of Alsava, he might never have turned away.

Does this mean he wants to live apart? Separated in a different world?

His heart was still throbbing pain, tears continued to pour even though there was no sound of sobbing. Now Rafan looks very sad because he was left behind by half his life.

"Master?"

Arman was confused because Rafan had only been silent and did not respond to his words. The man just sat quietly, staring blankly with tears that did not stop flowing.

In the midst of confusion, Arman finally decided to call bi Asih to announce the situation that had occurred. The young man hoped that bi Asih could do the thing that Arman himself did not know what it was.

After calling bi Asih, Arman finally decided to sit next to Rafan who had not moved since. The young man once again sighed then looked at his master's pity.

It turns out that wealth is not a guarantee of happiness. Look at him, although he has a lot of wealth, but he is alone without family and has just been left by his wife. It's a shame your fate, sir.

Rafan and Arman are immersed in their own daydreams and thoughts. A moment to ignore the surrounding conditions that are visible and pass people. Without them both realizing there was a woman using a bandage on her forehead approaching.

The woman sat on an empty chair right next to Arman. Sit back and relax without making a sound. Sighs and then grabs the bandage on his forehead.

"Master? Are we going to prepare for the madam's funeral?"

Rafan turned his head limply toward Arman without answering, the man still caught in deep sorrow.

"Whose funeral? Who died?"

The woman sitting next to Arman began to make a sound. Arman and Rafan were shocked to hear whose voice they had just heard. The two men looked at each other then turned slowly to the source of the voice.

"Aaaaaaaaa.. ghost..!"

Arman stood up and ran in no direction. In contrast to Rafan who just silently sculpt while opening his eyes.

Happened a moment ago..

When Alsava will cross the road, suddenly his phone reads a sign someone is calling. Feeling that the streets were running, the woman casually answered the call while walking. Because he was engrossed with his cell phone until he did not realize that he was standing in the middle of the road.

Not long after not far from where he stood, a sand truck drove fast. The truck driver was getting very sleepy now until his slightly foggy vision was unclear.

Behind Alsava, there was a young man on foot using headphones. Both of them seemed engrossed without knowing the dangers that were lurking. And finally the accident was inevitable. Both were hit by a truck that was speeding.

The young man was sprawled with a lot of blood pooling on the asphalt. While Alsava was thrown away to the sidewalk of the road, his forehead hit the rock to make him lose to unconsciousness.

The truck driver also suffered severe injuries due to the car's body, the truck was able to drive uncontrollably after hitting two pedestrians and finally stopped after hitting an electric pole.

All the victims were taken to the nearest hospital. The young pedestrian died on the way to the hospital. Similarly, the truck driver who is still in care in the ICU room because he fell into a coma.

Unlike the Alsava which is only a minor wound in the forehead and blisters on the right arm. The woman gained consciousness while receiving help from a doctor.

Alsava shuffled out of the room to contact Rafan through the hospital, because his phone was either thrown where the accident occurred.

When he came out of the IGD room, he smiled with relief because Rafan and Arman were already sitting in the waiting chair. Alsava sat right next to Arman without making a sound, he heard Arman talking about the funeral. His heart is deep, who died?

"Dragon, who died?" asked Alsava innocent as she blinked her eyes.

Rafan just hugged Alsava tightly while sobbing softly. The man was grateful that what he had heard earlier was not reality. The man unraveled the embrace and gently touched Alsava's face, tears still flowing with short breaths racing with sobs.

"No one, no one dies."

Rafan again embraced Alsava with gratitude, promising inwardly to continue to make this troublemaker girl happy.

"Miss of chaos, I love you!" rafan's whisper in Alsava's ear made the woman's chest rustle and published a smile on her lips.

As the two drown in a grateful embrace, bi Asih comes along with uncle Yo and his wife.

The three were not far from the couple who were hugging. They are confused because what they see is not like the information they hear.

"Sorry sir, did the Madam not die?"

The innocent question of bi Asih made Rafan and Alsava break down a hug and smile at him. Both of them did not answer, but smiled sweetly. Uncle Yo looked at his wife in confusion, and vice versa.

"Thank God Madam!"

Bi Asih hugged Alsava, she was very grateful that Alsava was fine. Moreover, there is a possibility that Dizhwar's future successor is growing in the woman's womb.

"Congratulations Madam, congratulations!"

After breaking down the hug, bi Asih instead congratulated him on things that Alsava did not understand.

"Might Madam be pregnant."

Unasked bi Asih conveyed his conjecture. Rafan was confused but then immediately embraced Alsava lovingly. This time happy tears are shed on Rafan's cheeks.

Uncle Yo looked back at his confused wife and vice versa. The middle-aged couple was unable to digest the incoming information and confused them.

"So who really died?" ask uncle Yo.

"Who is pregnant?" Uncle Yo's wife looks just as confused.

The two stared in confusion at Rafan, Alsava and bi Asih who were hugging in celebration of things that were still unconfirmed.

-- FINISHED ----

Epilogue :

"Pity is the husband of the victim of the accident, looks very hard hit with the departure of his wife."

The nurse standing guard in the IGD-room - who gave Rafan the infornation earlier - spoke with concern to her colleague who was standing guard at the morgue. The male nurse turned towards her friend with a faint frown.

"The victim of the accident who died was a man, how can you have a husband?" Confusedly voicing the facts to this friend before him.

The nurse who was standing guard at the IGD looked shocked and very sorry for giving the wrong information.

"Masa? oh my!"

"So what are they same-sex couples?"

If one nurse is aware of the other one even drowns in deeper misunderstandings.

And in the corner of the hospital, there was a young man sitting crouching trembling in fear of seeing the ghost of his master's wife.

"Did the lady turn into a ignorant ghost?" muttered Arman with trembling.