My Husband's a Wasted Child

In the hospital

After asking about his daughter-in-law, both master Tirta and master Alfan were surprised to hear it.

"meaning?" ask Mr. Tirta who does not believe.

"Right, right now Zayen is in the hospital being treated for injuries to his legs that are quite serious on his leg bones. Not only that, the doctor has just contacted us. That Zayen lacked a lot of blood as a result of taking a long time in the journey taken. Just now we were going to contact his family, it turned out that the master came first before we contacted him.

"Then, we'll both excuse ourselves for going to the hospital." He answered with his mind so anxious about the safety of his son-in-law.

"Please. Don't forget, hospital xxx" he said, while Mr. Tirta and Mr. Alfan immediately left the place.

"We don't have much time, we have to get to the hospital quickly." Said Mr. Tirta who was impatient while hastily stepping his feet.

"Patience, all will be able to overcome." Replied mister Alfan who was also with his wide footsteps.

Arriving at the parking lot, the eyes of Mr. Alfan were fixed on the tires of his car that arrived suddenly problematic.

"Damn! looks like it was planned to make us lose time." Said Mr. Alfan increasingly furious made, as well as Mr. Tirta who was no less furious and upset with the terror.

"I'm sure that's the man I suspected. Who else, this must have something to do with Zayen." Said Mr. Tirta trying to guess it.

Mr. Alfan immediately contacted his men to check Zayen who was in the hospital and asked him to keep him from strangers. Then, master Alfan asked one of his men to pick him up.

"Hows it? have you asked your men to check on Zayen immediately and look after him?" asked Mr. Tirta who also worried about the fate of his son-in-law.

"Already, it seems like someone wants to harm Zayen. I'm pretty sure the culprit will kill Zayen." Replied Mr. Alfan trying to guess with his common sense.

Not long after, Lord Alfan's men had arrived. Not wearing it for long, now Mr. Alfan is driving his car at high speed.

"Are you carrying a gun?" ask mister Alfan, for fear that he will face is not a random person.

"I brought it, Sir. As you said before."

"Good, but remember! don't sloppy. I'm just afraid, if Zayen is targeted to be a victim." Said mister Alfan increasing his speed without looking at the left right side or front and rear.

"Don't call it a whimper, Mr. Alfan. The risk is very high, if we have an accident. I know, your youth is like this your job. I'm honest, I'm so scared." Said Mr. Tirta anxiously, he was not ready to die tragically.

"Just relax, I'm used to driving it." The answer is a little lower speed, he does not feel good with his own brother. Plus it's just as old, thought mister Alfan.

With his speed that is not inferior to the racer, Mr. Alfan has arrived in front of the hospital.

"You stay in this car, me and Mr. Tirta will go inside soon. You mengrti? remember, my message." Said Mr. Alfan giving orders to his men while removing his seatbelt. Then, master Alfan and master Tirta immediately got down from the car and met Zayen.

With his footsteps so agile, master Alfan and master Tirta had arrived in front of the room where Zayen was being treated.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Tirta." Greet someone who is not a stranger in the eyes of Mr. Tirta.

"Of course, is Zayen your son-in-law?"

"Right, he had a pretty serious gunshot wound."

"Zayen's still alive, I know he's a prisoner now. Almost, someone is going to kidnap her. Coincidentally, all day I've been controlling my hospital. I've got people who suspect, I'm finally taking care of him."

"Formerly, I thank you very much for your help. But, why do you know my son-in-law?"

"Your son-in-law always makes donations at my foster child's place, I once saved Zayen in the pursuit of the police. I just thought he was just another young boy, who likes brawls and so on." Answer Mr. Raska explained.

"Thank you, for the good of Mr. Raska." Said Mr. Tirta feeling bad.

"I am concerned, for the calamity that is coming to the family of Mr. Tirta. May the problem be resolved soon, and be able to regroup without problems as it currently is."

"Hopefully, I can only hope and try."

"Include me, I'm Alfan. I'm the brother of Mr. Tirta." Said mister Alfan introducing himself while extending his hand.

"I'm Raska, Mr. Tirta's young friend." Reply to Mr. Raska who also introduced himself and shook his hands.

"I hear Zayen's condition is critical. Zayen needs a lot of blood donations, doesn't he?" ask Mr. Tirta to make sure.

"Truely, the Doctor said that to me. While the same blood type stock was empty, plus I did not have his family number, then I was confused to find Zayen's home address." Answer Mr. Raska explained.

"Yes, you weren't at my daughter's wedding. So, you don't recognize him if Zayen is my son-in-law."

Alfan who was impatient, himself immediately entered the room. Want to make sure Zayen's condition.

"Mr Tirta, Mr. Raska, how about we take a look at Zayen's condition now. I can't wait to see it, I hope my blood type can help." Invite Mr. Alfan hopefully to help his nephew's husband, Zayen.

"Mari .." replied Mr. Raska, then stepped his feet to immediately enter the room followed by Mr. Alfan and Mr. Tirta.

Arriving in the room, he saw a handsome male figure now lying limp on the floor. Indeed, the feelings of both master Tirta and master Alfan were really very sad to see the condition of Zayen who looked so pale.

Mr. Alfan himself was reminded of the threat from the terror who said that his son was in his grasp, and would destroy his son's future. Really, when he looked at Zayen's face his heart, Mr. Alfan was sliced.

Likewise with Mr. Tirta, really did not have the heart to see it. His feelings were mixed, the happiness that should be found by Zayen and his daughter. However, his happiness seemed to be reciprocated with pain. Mr. Tirta himself felt very guilty, he could not shake the emotions of his son who wanted to report his daughter-in-law.

Mr. Tirta was right to regret the actions of his son who disobeyed without a second thought before acting. Slowly, master Tirta took a deep breath and then violently released it.

"Does Mr. Raska already know Zayen's blood type?" asked Mr. Alfan who was impatient to help his nephew's husband.