My wife's been misguided

the probability is 0.1%

Once we got to the beach, we had to drive twenty minutes to get to the hospital. Fortunately, I asked for the Banyuwangi branch dream travel office number to borrow a car.

The first ten minutes were spent looking out the window. Most bored if the silent-heningan gini. His fatigue felt fivefold.

"You're angry because I bumped into that guy?" There was no answer, his head was still resting on the window. "Or because of your father?" there's no answer either. From the driver's bench, his face did not look clear.

Aarghs! not konsen nyetir kaya gini. see the road while the lyrics Nesya. I was almost desperate.

"Please, new. Say something's. I can't see your face clearly." It sounded like Nesya was breathing weakly.

"I haven't been able to say anything to my father" he said in a hoarse voice. "Why don't I get another chance?" Now it sounds like a desperate complaint.

"Doctor Ahmad will do his best." That's the best sentence you can think of.

It sounded as if Nesya was shuffling snot into her nose. I have to focus on the streets.what can I do, for the cry this time, there is nothing I can offer.

* * * * *

Surya was transferred to the ICU when we arrived at the hospital. Doctor Ahmad greeted with a tired face but still tried to strengthen.

Nesya flocked. Her tears were dry from her face even though the rubble in her eyes could not be disguised. "Well, why, doc?" Ask in a hasty tone.

Doctor Ahmad smiled faintly. "Alhamdulillah, now, is stable, though still in a coma. It seems like his brain had been deprived of oxygen for some time. We give the best stimulus, the coma usually only lasts a few hours. So twenty-four hours is critical time."

"meaning?" Nesya's voice sounded panicked.

Doctor Ahmad sighed. "May Mr. Surya not long commute." Doctor Ahmad.

Nesya immediately hunted to the father's room. I wanted to follow but was arrested by Dr. Ahmad.

"Can we talk?" the doctor's voice pressed down. I guess there's no other choice. After all, Nesya must have needed a special time together with her father.

Doctor Ahmad took me to the ground floor, where there are various food outlets. Offers a variety of alternative dishes stomach filler. We entered one of the meatball shops that offers comfortable seating ala cafe. This place was only opened when the doctor stepped in. Fortunately, the mainstay of this store is ready to be served.

"Have you read my chat this morning?" Doctor Ahmad opened the conversation as soon as we sat facing the glass window.

Got that rich question, my hand reflexively took a hape in the bag. "Sorry, I haven't had time, doc." I opened the massengger app and found Ahmad's doctor's message.

Apparently there was a message that had been received at eight and ten minutes. It feels like this is the same time as talking to Surya. "Please keep the emotional stability of Mr. Surya." As stated. My head suddenly quayeng, keinget om Surya expression when arguing with his son.

"So the condition of Surya today the impact of his emotional condition doc?" My toot. Dr Ahmad did not answer.

But he finally said, "It could be. Zian was talking to him this morning?" Further asked.

It's not the same conversation I'm in trouble with. Chat with Nesya that makes emotions peak.

"Yes that's it." Doctor Ahmad said. My head became more and more migraine headaches recur automatically. "Yes, we are focused on the future" the doctor continued. " I still really hope Mr. Surya can wake up soon. Hopefully in a few days." The doctor's remarks stopped here. His eyes looked at me deeply, rich again measuring me. Don't know what he's measuring.

Two bowls of meatballs came with the waiter. The aroma of micin mixed with meat out, controlling the nerves. Really good smells. Make auto problems if you do not close your mouth.

"Mas Zian knows, right, why would he get a prize of twenty-five percent of that stock?" Ah, that again. A gift that feels like a disaster.

Dr. Ahmad took a deep breath. "It was offered to me." Lah? Turns out. "But I don't want to. Weight. I don't understand business, and I don't feel good in business. The company could be destroyed if I held it. And if a company as big as a group space is destroyed, thousands of employees will be affected. That means thousands of families will suffer."

I stabbed a meatball in the bowl with a fork. The doctor was right too. So one of the people who have the highest power in policy making in the company means holding the trust in the lives of thousands of people who bear their families. It's no easy affair.

Goddamnit!

"I don't understand the business, which I know, the people there need the clinic. We do not only curative but also preventive actions with counseling through school," Dr. Ahmad continued to tell, "These two institutions, schools and clinics, really help follow the quality of life of the people there." He sipped a warm orange slowly. "I don't know how rich it is in other locations. There are reportedly three in Papua and two in Kalimantan. But the power is the same. Maybe a thin difference."

My head is getting louder. Fortunately the meat is good, good enough to make life more enjoyable.

"So, I really hope in Zian mas. From the story of Mr. Surya, I believe, Zian mas is the right person to continue this dream."

Aarghs! it's peevedful.

"Doctors know that Nesya has a boyfriend?" The doctor was so surprised that he undoed the intention of preparing the first spoonful into the mouth. "Hehe. Don't know, do you?" Aye that. That's aib. Where might it be about Surya told me that his son is lesbian.

"Yes, I don't know at all. During my time as a private doctor, I never saw Nesya as a guy." Doctor Ahmad then bribed the meatballs and vermicelli still in a stunned pose of disbelief.

Ketawain. Yeah, that's her boyfriend, doc! My unlucky fate reaches the seventh heaven.

"Well, now the doctor knows." Ahmad chewed the meat slowly. Both of his eyebrows were almost in chains, making his face look ridiculous.

Is wrong! That ridiculous thing is me. Want to be fooled for thinking noting to lose, know the cute girl equivalent Goddess aphrodite. In fact, want the equivalent of seven times aphrodite is also free if it turns out lesbian.cih!

"So what now?" Doctor Ahmad asked sounded sympathetic.

"Status my wife, but her heart belongs to someone else. What do doctors think?"

"But Zian, how is her husband. Before God or in the eyes of the state, Zian was his lawful husband. Whoever he is out there, his status is just a girlfriend."

"Keep if I'm her husband why? I have a right to rape her, do I?" I ask there's a little bit of an upset tone.

Mostly the same men who think when they feel like a husband, then they have the right to do anything regardless of the feelings of his wife. Though he married a woman, not a doll that likes to be flanked too.

Doctor Ahmad is rich who is at a loss for words. His eyes stared blankly at the garden across this shop. "It should be, mbak Nesya also understood that she had become Zian's wife. And the guy out there, whoever he is, means nothing more to his life.

"It should be, doc." I chimed in cynically. That should mean ideally. But Nesya is not the ideal girl. She's just a lesbian.

"Actually you want to divorce right now..."

"Don't!" Doctor Ahmad cut fast.

CK! yeah, I know. Not that easy. Now there are a lot of things to consider. Even though I shouted loudly that this was my wedding, I liked to be taken where. Still, there will be many who may be hurt if divorce becomes the path taken at this time.

He won't get any more dividends this year and he's not ready for that yet. The spoiled child must be taught first how to maintain life, just released. I think I become a life slaughter if the girl is strayed like that.

The shares that are in my possession now will also belong to the foundation. Thirty-five percent owned by the foundation. If we get divorced so soon, join Nesya's ten percent. That's the largest number right now. Such situations are prone to generate conflicts of interest in the foundation. Everyone knows money is sweet.

Worst of all, the foundation that had been focused on social activities turned into a business entity. This clearly undermines the overall vision and mission of the foundation.

Another scenario, the company so led by people who do not understand business. The worst result is bankruptcy that has an impact on the termination of employment of employees. As Dr. Ahmad said, thousands of families are at stake.

"Eh, I'm sorry," said Dr. Ahmad, "I understand, it's not an easy decision." Huh! if it were easy, I'd been divorced from yesterday. "But the one who put Zian's mas in this position is God" he said again, "God will also give his way to Zian's mas."

Well, hopefully, the journey ahead is fine. No one is hurt, disappointed, hurt or hurt to all involved.

Well, hopefully. Although the probability is only 0.1%.