My wife Kumel

Chapter 159 season 3 Delia's rampage

 

With all his might, Alan tried to remove the rope that encircled his body.

“Luck alone in this warehouse there is a shard of belling.”

Alan did not care about the blood-thinning hand, he continued to rub the tiny shards of shard on the rope.

It feels, but it holds.

 

The door that gave off the light was now closed again, Alan thought Delia would meet him.

The sound of laughter was now heard again, making Alan even more curious.

 

“For what did you come here?” Delia's cry sounded loud to Alan's ears.

 

The scream, accompanied by the sound of laughter that echoed. Make the room as if vibrating, “Why with, Delia.” Said Alan, the burly man quickly rubbed the shards of shard on the rope that tied his body. There was fear, nothing happened with Delia.

 

“I should be free immediately from this rope bond, I'm afraid Delia hurt Dodi.”

 

Alan's heart was pounding, he was scared.

Suddenly the door opened violently, the figure of a woman in a white uniform came in hasty breath.

Sweat drenched his forehead, like a person who had already run far away.

 

“Who are you?” ask Alan.

The woman had yet to answer Alan's question, suddenly her hand was forcibly pulled by Delia.

“Do you want to see my husband, you know yourself.”

One blow floated on the left cheek of the woman in the white uniform.

Delia seemed out of control, she was like an unconscious person. He hurt the people who came to save him.

“Delia, it's me. Ane.”

 

The soft voice was heard, in Alan's ears. Makes her realize that the woman in the white uniform is Doctor Ane.

 

“This is serious, Delia's disease relapses again. Looks like Doctor Ane is overwhelmed.” Said Alan. The rope that tied him tightly to his body finally came loose.

 

Alan with bloodied hands walked over, the two of them.

Sure enough, Delia was holding a knife. While Doctor Ane. Laying on the floor, with a frightened face, Alan who did not care about the pain in his hand. Started to grab the body of the wife hugging tightly.

 

“Let go of me.” Shouted Delia.

Alan with all his might held Delia down, telling Doctor Ane to inject a sedative.

 

Doctor Ane who was weak, because of the blow Delia tried to stand up. Take the bag, find the syringe along with the medicine.

 

“Let go of me Alan, you brash. You defend Ami a woman who does not confess her own child,” said Delia. The knife he still holds.

 

“Silent you Delia, don't let your selfishness ruin your own common sense,” Alan replied. Grasping Delia's hand, trying to get rid of the knife that his wife was holding.

 

Doctor Ane who staggered, now stuck an injection on Delia's hand. It made the narrow-eyed woman relax and fall to the floor.

The knife he held tightly, was now thrown towards Dodi, where the boy was watching the quarrel and fight between Doctor Ane and Delia.

Moreover, Dodi saw Alan's hand bleed, making his trauma arise just like that. A sense of trauma where the mother, Ami, was once injured and bleeding in front of him.

Dodi's hands shook violently, his heart was not broken. She cried remembering her mother.

 

The knife that was lying in front of his eyes, now Dodi grabbed.

 

Panicked Alan started telling Dodi not to mess with the sharp knife.

 

“Nak, Dodi. Om ask for help, put the knife yes son, it's a danger.” Said Alan slowly.

Alan's fear of trauma makes Dodi do the no-no.

“Om, what's wrong with Aunt Delia. What has Om done?” dodi's question was now spoken from her small mouth.

The exhausted Alan could only approach Dodi slowly and said,” Aunt you are fine. Om just calm Aunt Delia, because she's sick.”

 

Alan grabs Dodi's shoulder, takes her away to the room. While Doctor Ane swiftly brought Delia to the hospital.

 

Doctor Ane starts calling the nurses to come to Delia's place.

...

 

Alan tells Dodi to lie down on the bed.

 

“You go to sleep first, yeah. Dodi, tomorrow we'll leave.”

 

 

Alan immediately left, without hearing Dodi ask.

He closed the door to Dodi's room, immediately picked up the medicine box.

As Alan tried to treat his hand, Doctor Ane came over.  The woman's doctor swiftly treated the wound on Alan's hand.

 

“Alan, you are ngeyel. I told you from yesterday. Delia it needs to be treated in the hospital,” said Doctor Ane. Cleansing dry blood on Alan's hands.

 

“I don't know if Delia will be like this, ever since she lost a child in her womb. Because every time I see my wife at home she looks normal like a person who is not sick and affected by mental disorders,” Alan replied. Withstood the pain where Doctor Ane cleaned her hands.

 

“Your wife was just exposed to Beby blues sydrome, she's not crazy. It's just that he was a little depressed after constantly losing his son,” said Dr. Ane.

 

Alan was just speechless, he knew it was so hard to be Delia. Where she is depressed because of continuous miscarriage.

 

“Heh, daydream again,” says Doctor Ane. Makes Alan shocked.

 

“Sorry, I'm into Delia's mind. It's fair that he's been so aggressive since Dodi's been in this house. Turns out he was afraid of losing Dodi,” Alan replied.

 

“That's why, Delia must be taken to the hospital for healing,” said Ane.

 

“Alright, if it's the best. I can only obey what you say,” Alan replied. With the silence that was on him.

 

Alan was so trusting of Doctor Ane, where Dr. Ane was his best friend in college.

 

Ane feels sorry to see her depressed best friend now, suddenly a warm embrace is shown Ane for Alan.

 

However, Alan swiftly stepped aside and started looking for his phone.

He tried to call Rudi.

Ane now lowered her face, she seemed embarrassed because she did not consciously want to embrace the friend.

 

Ane's heart trembled, she resisted the turmoil within the chest. Where he was once a friend and nothing more, if Ane told the truth he loved Alan very much. But he was afraid and not brave because he knew, Alan is not the type of man who easily loves women.

 

Especially since Ane always listen to Alan's story and his curses, if he loves a girl named Ami. There is a pain that envelops Ane's heart when she hears Alan's curses about Ami, but how else does Ane realize that Alan thinks of Ane as just an ordinary friend.

 

As a woman, she has maintained her pride and friendship with Alan until now. Because he knew, being a friend never broke up.

 

Moreover, Ane now has a good husband and loves him. Plus she has three little girls who always make her life happy.

 

 

“Alan, you why?” ane asked, seeing Alan's face look riled up.

 

“I tried to call Rudi. But not lifted by him. I want to know Ami's situation!”  alan replied in an anxious tone and a foot that walked over here and there.

 

“You must be calm, we do not know the situation there, you should accompany Dodi now. I'm afraid Dodi's why-not. After seeing the incident earlier,” said Ane.

 

“You were right too Ane,” reply Alan.

 

Alan swiftly, met Dodi again.

 

Just as his footsteps stopped, he turned his head towards Ane.

 

“One thank you.”

 

Alan's words made Ane smile thinly, he was pleased with Alan's humble nature.

 

when Alan started to approach Dodi's bedroom door. Sound heard.

Brakkk .....

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