My Possessive Boyfriend

Fika POV part 1

Fika POVs

That day in the ICU room that felt very cold and pierced my skin, I could only look at him who was lying with a body filled with medical equipment that served to keep supporting his life.

No more Radit who looks handsome and full of charisma. His eyes were completely closed as if he was enjoying his beautiful dream in sleep.

For a long time I could only stare at the body of the man who, since a few days, has been interrupting my days and with me most of the time.

At first I only knew if his arrival to this city a few days ago was just to vacation and enjoy the beauty of this city.

I never thought anything else in my mind about him. In the past, our relationship was not too close and often clashed at work.

But sometimes he was the one who always helped me in the end when I was really in trouble.

"Hey, iceberg.. Why do you keep sleeping ? Don't you miss fighting with me?" I started to ask him to talk.

"Father you said you could catch me. So I'm going to keep talking to you until you get tired of me." I said again trying to smile a little although I couldn't stop tears from falling.

"Mas Radit, wake up. Does Radit not want to talk to me anymore?" I try to hold her hand again.

"I'm sorry, sorry. If only I hadn't invited you to go to that hill and follow your advice to go straight home, surely you're still fine now."I said again as I slumped my head beside her body which felt very cold.

I could only cry at his side without him ignoring me until my head was heavy and very painful.

"Mas Radit, I'd hate you so much if you didn't open your eyes again right now. I'll never come back here and see you again." I said a little threateningly.

But he remained silent and closed his eyes without caring about me. After a while I felt his fingers start moving in my hand.

And tears flowed from the corner of his eyes that were still closed. I'm sure in his sleep, he can still listen to me well.

My heart felt a little relieved when it reacted in the way I asked her to speak.

I signaled to Randi to get him inside.

Soon he came back in and approached me. And I told him about the reaction Radit showed me when I spoke to him.

"Om, I was sure to look at his fingers when Radit was moving around. And look, the corner of Radit's eyes let out tears. I'm sure om, Radit denger mas me om." said me with a little enthusiasm.

"really? Thank God. Om will immediately call the doctor to check Radit's situation now." replied om Randi no less enthusiastic.

For a moment I forgot the pain in my body, and felt good to see the development of Radit.

After that he helped me to get out of a room that was more like a refrigerator to me.

"Fika, om very grateful because you want to meet Radit even though you are still like this" said om Randi while crouching in front of me who was still sitting in a wheelchair.

Suddenly my head felt more throbbing pain until it unconsciously grabbed the hand of om Randi who was holding my hand.

"Fika, what's wrong with you?" I heard the sound of Om Randi sounding panicked and trying to make sure my condition.

But I couldn't hold back the pain in my head until my eyes blurred and darkened.

I don't know what happened after that because it dawned on me that day had turned into night.

But I decided to close my eyes again to listen to my father and mother's conversation about my accident.

***

I woke up when the time was almost 11 p.m., with my father asleep in a chair next to my bed.

My head still feels a little dizzy and heavy even though it's not as bad as it was this afternoon. I also tried to look through the entire room.

"Darling, are you awake?" ask me a little surprised.

"Yes yeah, I'm sorry I woke up dad" I replied feeling bad.

"Nothing dear, I'm actually very happy to see you're sober." explained dad while stroking my cheek gently.

"Well, how's Radit doing now?" ask me if that was the last thing I remember when I walked out of her room.

"Radit's gone through a critical period, baby. But.." said the father did not continue his words like a person full of confusion.

"But why?" ask me to be a little scared.

"Radit's still in a coma, he hasn't been conscious until now" Dad made me feel claustrophobic.

"You don't be sad baby, I'm sure Radit'll wake up soon. We just pray that Radit can recover quickly." said the father again make my eyes sore again and unconsciously dripping a circle of tears back.

After almost an entire night of waking up, my mother woke me up for breakfast and there happened to be a visiting doctor to check on me.

After I finished checking, my mother fed me a bowl of porridge that felt very bland on my tongue. I'm very unfeeling to eat, but mom still forces me.

Although not up to 5 mouthfuls, but it was enough to make my stomach feel full and filled.

"Mom, where's dad?" I asked who didn't see Dad anywhere.

"Dad was coming home for a while to get a change of clothes. Soon your father will be back." explained mom while tidying up my used bowl.

After eating, my mother took me to the restroom to help me clean my body. I felt a little embarrassed, because I had to help my mother clean up because of my broken left hand.

After finishing and coming out of the restroom, it looks like dad is sitting on the sofa with om Randi who immediately gave a shady smile to me.

"Loh, there's the same father of Randi." I said hello while papah by mother to bed patient.

"How are you doing now ?" ask me about Randi.

"Well, now Fika is fine. How's Radit's condition now?" ask her back.

"That's exactly why om came here, there's something you want to talk about" he explained, making my heart suddenly restless again.

"Mas Radit why? Is the condition declining again? Is Radit still in the ICU ?" I started to worry.

"No, it's not like that. Radit's condition is now past a critical period but he is still unconscious."obviously om Randi a little to make my heart relieved.

"And om came here to tell me that om and aunt Sarah have decided to transfer Radit to our hospital in Jakarta." continued om Radit who somehow made my heart a little disappointed.

Jakarta and Surabaya are too far away to travel, it is certain that I cannot visit it anytime soon until my own condition is completely restored. .

I could only sigh slowly trying to look calmer. Until Randi who suddenly approached me and sat beside me.

"And because Radit won't want to be away from you, that's what I want to bring and transfer you to our hospital. Because if Radit was awake later, he would be very angry because he could not see your situation with his own eyes." explained om Randi again suddenly made my heart a little calm.

"Are you ready to move in with Radit, son?" tanya om Randi makes me fixated.

How about this, I really want to accompany Radit mas when I recover later. But what if Rendra finds out I'm back in Jakarta.

I already know everything, if this accident is not an ordinary accident but because it was on purpose.

Actually last night I was sober and overheard my mom and dad talking. If this accident was Rendra's.