My Devil Man's
The MDM - Part 70
Asya's weak body instantly was also unsteady. Two police officers on duty to investigate Zidan's accident case have just left, having previously given bad news to all of them.
The fact that Zidan's accident was already planned, indirectly made Asya's body stiffen. His knuckle even turned white, along with his heart beat that was too fast.
Ana, who felt that, tried to calm Asya down. His hand was attached to his shoulder, patting constantly - trying to assuage the pregnant mother's anger beside him.
"Yes.. Don't stress, okay?"
"But, Brother. What's.. What's wrong Zidan?"
"Stth.. You calm down, Shay.. The culprit was arrested. So, let's take this case to the police, shall we?"
Asya nodded. Subduing the gaze with a constant moving hand-rubbed his distended stomach.
Ana is agitated. The woman sighed softly. He was angry, very angry to be exact. But self-control takes over. Makes them more able to control their emotions.
Sighing again, Ana looked over. Seeing the father who was equally surprised made the woman rise -- approached.
"Mom.."
Rendi blinked, her trembling hand felt comfortable when cupped by the Child. "You go to the Police Station, Ana."
"But, Pah.."
"Ana..," said Rendi with firmness. "She just wants to know who did it. I can't take Zidan like this."
Looking at Rendi, Ana saw the worry and earnestness there. Make him nod and spread his eyes. They were all here agitated, feeling the same pain that his family was feeling.
Zidan was so lucky, having friends and lovers ready to accompany him at any time. Struggling together, and unwilling to leave it - whatever the reason.
"Well, then Ana goes first, yeah.."
Rendi nodded, letting Ana go to approach Asya who was gathering with Fany, Raihan, Andi and Yuda.
"Yes..?"
"Yes, Brother?"
"No, I'm not going to the Police Station."
Asya's body stiffened. "Aren't you going to the Police Station?"
"Yes, Papah told Brother to find out who did it."
Asya's eyes heated up, at that moment she got up and clasped Ana's hand tightly. "Sister.."
"Sister will ignore you, Sya," said Ana then turned her eyes to Raihan. Raihan who seemed to understand nodded his head and got up from his waiting chair.
Finally after a short goodbye and leave Asya to the remaining people, Ana and Raihan leave the Hospital.
A few minutes passed. Their tension was interrupted by the sound of an open operating door. Aided by Fany, Asya approaches the Doctor who just exited the room -- looking at her expectantly.
"How's my son doing, Doc?" asked Rendi with a trembling tone.
The doctor breathed. Looking at each of my eyes before him before nailing a look at Asya. This woman's eyes implied an immense worry, making her indirectly feel the same way.
"We've been trying to stop bleeding in the head and other areas. In addition, thank God the impact on the head and the fracture of the ribs do not harm vital organs. But, the patient's condition can be said to be critical."
The doctor's explanation in fact does not provide relief to Asya. The fact that Zidan's condition was critical, made his weak body - even weaker.
His body is almost empty. If only Fany did not hold it back and help the body to stand strong, it is certain that at this time he has fallen into a very weak condition.
"All right, then I'll excuse you. You can all visit him when he has been transferred to the nursery later," said the doctor as he passed.
Shortly after, the operating room door opened. Some nurses pushed the gurney where Zidan was lying on top of it.
Asya was clenched, her hands were crushed as soon as she saw Zidan's condition. A pale face, some parts wrapped in bandages and some other parts that experience mild blisters are left open.
Asya silent. The bead tracks, following where the gurney will be taken.
This made Fany sigh slowly. He said, "Patience, Yes.."
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The leg was walking weakly, stumbling when it was about to approach the bed. Zidan's right there. Face pale. His body was lying with several medical devices attached.
The sound of the electrocardiograph is constant, filling the corner of the space that contains only the breath of two human children.
Asya was crying, so soft -- that it was not even heard. Armed with a chair next to the gurney, the pregnant woman sat her weak body.
He held Zidan's hand. The part of the body that always rubbed it, now only left a beam of warmth that was almost not felt.
"Zidan..," Asya's voice choked. He lowered his head, sticking his moist cheek with the back of the Beloved's hand.
Longing, hoping this hand will cupped his cheeks. Moaning, giving tranquility. Actuallyno. Makes Asya cry again.
Suppose he accepts Zidan's apology, will this happen? Suppose he didn't leave, would this happen? If he were unselfish, would this happen? And there are still many other 'predictables' that are terbesit. Meets Asya's niche until it feels tight.
"Zidan's...." Once again the hoarse voice was ringing. "Wake yes.. We live life together.. I need you Zidan.-hiks.. Baby we need you.. Don't stay with me, okay? L'm.. I love you Zidan.. I'm sorry, I'm selfish.. So get up, yeah...?"
Only silence answered. Zidan was still speechless, as if torturing Asya who was currently at the end of despair. She's weak. His heart was scratched by an invisible wound.
Although it has been forged to be strong, in fact it is not enough if it must be faced with the reality that is currently emblazoned.
The sudden departure of her parents. All the problems that were alternating hit and the inner turmoil that made him almost give up, slowly but surely faded, with the presence of the man who was currently lying weak.
Yes, Zidan created happiness. Scratch wound. Making it gaping and bleeding at the same time, it turns out to be a healer from a wound itself.
Then, when the healer left, what could Asya do?
"Zidan's... Open your eyes.. You promised me you wouldn't hurt me again, Zidan.. If you don't open your eyes, I'm angry.. I-hiks.. I'll go again.-hiks.. I'm not letting you see our baby later.. I.-hiks.."
Asya's voice was again choked. He could not continue the words. The facts that are currently being exposed are so painful. Zidan's critical, and he can't do anything.
"Darling..," his flow was muffled by sobbing. Asya's head lowered. Tears seemed to never stop obscuring the entire curve of his paled face.
Until the weak body that lay was moving. Make Asya hold her head up when the happiness was jumped.
Honey, what he expected was so expensive to achieve.
Panic struck Asya so sweetly to see Zidan's body being attacked shakes violently. Long biip sound from an electrocardiograph device that shows the absence of heart rate activity, along with Zidan's body that suddenly left Asya panicking instead of playing.
"Zidan?!" Asya's hands shook. "Zidan!! Don't do this, Zidan!! Don't mess around, Zidan!!"
The sound of an open door even blurred in the hearing. The doctor and a couple of nurses came in. Asya's body shrugged along with a pair of hands that swept her upright.
"Yes... Let's get out, let's get a doctor who takes care of it, okay?"
"No Raihan!! No!!" Asya shook her head quickly. His weak body forced him into rebellion.
Raihan wants to cry. He looked back, where the others were standing with great bodies.
Still trying to calm Asya down, Raihan had no choice but to hug the body and pull her away. "Yes.. We're out, okay?"
"Deliver!! Lepasin!-hiks.. Zidan!! This isn't funny, Zidan!! Wake up!! I need you.. Our son.-hiks... Need you..."
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Sorry, if there's any weirdness in the medical scene. I'm not a medical expert, so if less connect please understand.. hehehehe😁😁
