My wife's lover

My wife's lover
chapter 76



Shortly after my wife and son went out for lunch, the door of the OK room opened. Two sisters pushed the gurney out of the OK room as well as two doctors.


I rushed to them.


"How's my daughter's condition, dok?"


"The father's daughter has been successfully operated. You can come to my room let me explain!" said one of the doctors.


I followed him into his room.


"Look,pak. Father's daughter broke her leg on the left."


"W-what, doc?" ask me with a vibrating voice.


"Calm down sir, let me explain more fully!" doctor's decree.


I took a heavy breath, "Hhh, alright doc."


"Our team had successfully operated on my father's daughter. Now just waiting for him to wake up. But about his broken leg does take a short time. But because the father's daughter is still in growth, usually the recovery can be faster than adults."


"But my daughter's legs can go back to how they were, can't they, doc?" much worry.


"That's God can, sir. But still must be patient and the family must also be able to treat patients well. In this hospital there is also therapy for patients who have broken bones due to accidents. If you want to but still have to wait for his wounds to heal first!"


"Alright, doctor. How now?"


"The patient will be transferred to the inpatient room while waiting for him to realize. Most importantly, he's gone through critical times."


"Alhamdulillah. Thank you, doc."


"alright, sir. You can meet your daughter in her room now. Please ask the nurse, sir."


"Thank you, doc. Excuse me first!" pamitku then shook the doctor's hand.


I hurriedly asked the sister, where is my daughter's room. I can't wait to see my baby. Hopefully he can be patient with the trials he is facing.


While I was looking for Alya's room, I met my ex-wife.


"Where's Alya?"


I looked at him lazily and then immediately passed from before him.


"Mas!" call him after me.


I don't care about the woman because my anger can get out of hand when dealing with her. But he was still chasing me and suddenly he blocked my footsteps.


"Please don't bother me!" I was firm with a dirty look.


"I want to meet my son! Because of you he got it that way!" the accusation.


I rolled my eyeballs. It's weird this woman. He could have accused me of being the cause of all this. I don't know why I chose her to be the mother of my children just because of her beauty. I am thankful that I am free from him now.


I left him without saying anything. If he continues to force, I will take action this time. My daughter's life was almost floating away. Had enough.


Suddenly she pulled my hand, "I can't accept you treating me like this! I'll reply!" the threats I still don't care about.


"Dad!" suddenly my son and my wife came to me.


"Have you eaten, son?" my many.


"Yes, yeah!" andre answered and turned to his mother, "What do you want? Because of mom, Alya's accident!" say my son with emotion.


"Kok because of mom? Your father is the one who forbids your sister to meet mom!"


"If the sister does not come with the mother, surely now Alya's sister is fine. I'm the same Alya's sister is fine as long as both father and mother!"


"Andre! I am your mother! The mother who gave birth to you!"


"But it's free if you don't love us, mother's children! We're not really mom's children!" said Andre that made me surprised even Lisa and also my wife.


"Andre! Don't be so rude to you, mother!" snapped it.


"Andre, don't make a fuss in the hospital, son!" my firmness. I still don't care about Lisa.


I embrace my wife, "Have lunch, Hank?" I asked and kissed her cheek until my woman met red because she was embarrassed to see my son and my ex-wife. Not to mention the people passing by.


Maybe Lisa's hurt to see my affection for Santi. How many years have I never been friendly with him in front of anyone including my two children. It was also because of Lisa's increasingly cold and bitter attitude towards me. Maybe it's because I haven't been able to fulfill everything I want.


"Hmm, mum. Shame on seeing people,"


"Why be ashamed of your own wife?" I then pinched his nose.


"Mas iiihi. There was Andre too" he said.


I smile. "Yuk, we'll meet Alya's sister!" take me while holding my son.


The three of us then looked for Alya's room. After asking a few people, we arrived at Alya's room.


My daughter is still asleep. With his left leg wrapped in bandages. So did his hands and face there were some small bandages. My chest suddenly felt claustrophobic looking at him. My little daughter should be a victim of her own parents' selfishness.


"Mas, come on in. Why are you standing at the door?" take my wife.


I was shocked and turned, "Yes, yank!"


"Adek, , " cried Andre and hugged his brother.


"Mas Andre don't bother Alya just yet, yeah. Let the ducks rest. We wait for him to come to his senses" I said and asked him to sit in a chair.


"Mas, why did you choose this room? What if Aminah and her mother come? We're gonna have to move rooms, okay?" her door.


I chose a room for two patients. I don't think that's a problem. I don't want to use my wife's money too much.


"It's okay, yank. Only two people are patients" I refused.


"Hmm, mum. I want to look after Alya during the night. If I sit in that chair, I can't. We're moving, huh?"the door with a pleading face.


"Let us wait for Alya by night, yank. You should rest a lot at home!"


"I mean, I'm home alone, right? Andre just wants to keep waiting!" he looked annoyed and turned his face away.


"Hhmm, yeah, but don't be too expensive, yank!"


"Mas iiihh! Make your own child as expensive as anything is no problem. It's for Alya's comfort and ours too."


I breathed heavily, "Yes, it's up to your wife!" finally said.


"Yes, I'm taking care of it now. I'm-I'm tired, mas!" his weakness.


Astagfirullah, I forgot that my wife can't be tired. From morning we searched for Alya and now it was late afternoon. He must have wanted to break his body.


"Sorry, sweetheart. What kind of room do you want?"


"The VVIP, mas!"


"VIP only, yank. VVIP is too expensive."


"Mas, , ?" his face looked very tired and a little pale.


"Hmm, okay, baby! You sit here, yeah. I'll be right back!"


"Mas too while looking for food, yes!" the message.


"Yes, yank. Go first. If Alya is aware, call me immediately!"


"Yes, mom!"


I then came out of Alya's room to obey my wife's wishes.


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