My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Static Condition

Live broadcast single daughter Winata Family who is “happy” with her personal bodyguard viral on social media. The public sneered and scorned the behavior of the rich man's daughter.

Police tried to track down the alleged video's spreader, but the IP address was traced to Carissa's own phone. It was confiscated as evidence. Inside, there were more photos and videos that could leave people dumbfounded.

The Winata family spent a huge amount of money to cover the case. Although not immediately lost, the horrendous news gradually subsided.

Carissa was picked up by her father's right hand, taken home and hospitalized. No one is allowed to visit. Journalists are also prohibited from covering the slightest news.

In the VVIP treatment room in the class of a five-star hotel, there is only Siska Winata who accompanies her daughter. His eyes were soaked from crying too much. He did not expect the fate of the princess alone would end tragically like this.

His daughter's future is ruined. Later, there can be no man from a good family who wants to turn his daughter into a wife. Thinking about it made Siska choke and cry again.

Carissa groaned slowly. He tried to open his eyes that felt heavy. His entire body felt cold and pain, pain to the bone. His brain was filled with fog. Diggings after fragments of events that happened to him came one after another, smashing and smashing it to a crumble.

“Carissa, daughter. You're aware?” Siska pressed the help button to call the doctor. Carissa was unconscious for nearly two days.

Please ... pain .. I can't stand .. help me, Pram ....

Carissa tried to make a sound, but could not open her mouth. Tears were coming from between her closed eyelids.

“Carissa, Honey, Mama here .. don't be afraid. There is Mama here,” muttered Siska while rubbing her daughter's arm that was not fitted with an infusion needle.

"Pramm ... Pramudya .. forgive me. Go back, don't go ... Prp ...."

Carissa's dry, chapped lips finally moved .. rummaged, calling out Pramudya's name. His voice was hoarse, like he had been stranded in the desert for an entire week. His eyes were still tightly closed.

“Doctor, help my son!” siska exclaimed as a middle-aged woman wearing a white coat walked into the room.

“Good, Mistress. Calm down, yeah. I'll check it.” The doctor with a name tag that read Jenn immediately did a series of examinations.

Siska stood across the bed in anxious expectation. Carissa's condition really worried him. It seems that now his daughter is still craving and is still under the influence of drugs.

Siska wondered in her heart, what would happen if Carissa woke up and realized what had happened? Would he still call out Pramudya's name like that?

“Mistress Winata, Miss Carissa's condition is quite stable. But it seems like his subconscious is refusing to go back. This condition often occurs in patients who experience trauma. We will do a follow-up examination to get more accurate results,”, said Dr. Jenn.

Siska's lips were trembling. The contents of his head collided when he heard that information. He was almost on his knees, pleading with the doctor to correct the speech just now.

“So you mean, my daughter is in a static state?” tanyakanya.

“We have to do further inspection to make sure. I'm sorry.”

Siska is almost down. He rested on the edge of the bed, using all the strength of his hands to support him from falling to the floor. Almost five minutes he held on to that position while staring pusar at his daughter's pias face.

What sin did he commit that all this misfortune befell his daughter?

Sins ....

“Sayang.”

The open door followed by the sound of the call distracted Siska. He turned his head and immediately stumbled toward the tall figure who had just entered.

“My husband, you look at our daughter. He was insulted to this extent. You can't just let Pramudya the bastard. You must avenge our daughter!” Siska clad in her husband's arm and cried with great sadness.

The middle-aged man who was a parlente rubbed his wife's shoulders and peeked at the top of his head. Although it was not as loud as his wife's cries, it was clear the man was experiencing the same pain.

Who wouldn't be heartbroken to see a painstakingly raised princess destroyed like this?

He had just come to see his daughter because she was too busy taking care of this case in Indonesia. Unfortunately, the result was not what he expected. He did not expect a snot boy like Pramudya Antasena could block everything tightly, there was no gap to strike back.

“Darling, don't be quiet. Say something,” Siska said as she shook her husband's arm.

Vishnu Aditama sighed softly before answering his wife's remarks, “I have asked the Indonesian police to fully investigate the case, but all evidence points back to Carissa. So are the delinquents who did this to our daughter. They agreed one vote stated that what happened was on the basis of mutual liking. Carissa was the one who asked them to do it for fun. There's nothing more I can do. We have to wait for Carissa to come to her senses to get a caption from her.”

Siska shook her head hard.

No. gabe.

There was no way he would let Carissa be interrogated by anyone. It would definitely make his daughter very tormented. Not to mention the news that will come back to the surface. Scorn and scathing comments in online media. He just couldn't take it, what's more his daughter.

“Forget it, no need to torture our daughter anymore,” murmured Siska with teary eyes. “But darling, you have to make Pramudya Antasena suffer. That bastard must suffer more than our daughter. Promise ...”

Vishnu Aditama tightened his fist. “I'll crush it until it's noxious.”

On the bed, Carissa's eyelids are great. In his memory, Pramudya who walked away and left him with more than a dozen men brutally left a deep impression. Not only was his physique injured, but his psyche as well.

“Akh! It hurts! Pramudya ... Pramudya .. forgive me, please forgive me ...”

A heart-wrenching groan sounded within the room. Carissa's body convulsed and shook violently. The pain seemed to tear through every tissue in his body.

Siska and Vishnu yelled out to the doctor and nurse in a panic.

Carissa's ears buzzing. The faint sounds he had originally heard slowly disappeared. It was like floating in such a vast vacuum.

Silent.

Slender.

Only alone in the dark with excruciating pain.

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