My wife's lover

chapter 78

Due to the fatigue of crying, Alya fell back asleep. My little girl continued to hold her mother's hand as if scared to leave. She must have been very traumatized by what happened to her this afternoon. Hopefully, he can quickly forget about the incident.

But I'm still wondering what purpose Lisa came to see my daughter again. Though she should be busy taking care of her husband who also had an accident.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. I was so shocked when the door opened.

"Good afternoon, sir!" said one of the two policemen who came.

"Hhmm, afternoon, sir!" suhutku surprised.

"Can we come in?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, yes. Please enter!" sahutku friendly.

The two police fathers explained that their purpose was to ask about the accident that befell my daughter. Indeed, at the intersection of the road there is already CCTV but they want to ask why Alya to scream and rebel while on a motorcycle to cause David less focus to hit other riders.

I explained from the beginning our problem. Although I don't really want anyone to know, the police still need my testimony.

"So that's the problem. It means that the father's daughter is in the case of a kidnap victim for forcing a minor to leave without permission from her parents and the child has obviously refused!" obviously the police.

"Do you need to talk to my daughter, sir? He just regained consciousness for a few minutes, then fell asleep again" I bargained.

"I think your testimony is enough for now. Because it is clear how the relationship between the father's daughter and the person who took her. If we need it, we'll come again. Victim's information is needed later.

"I mean the police?"

"This is a crime, sir. We will proceed according to the applicable law!"

"Hhmm, okay, sir. I'll help you give evidence. But there were no casualties, right, sir?"

"Alhamdulillah, there are no fatalities but there is one patient whose condition is still critical and until now has not been realized!"

"Oh my God, so sorry. Hope you get back to consciousness soon!" say pray.

"Yes, if so, please excuse me sir. Thanks for the time. May his daughter recover soon!" second pamphit of police.

"Together, sir. Thanks!" I then drove them to the front door.

If David had gotten into trouble, would he have been punished? Aah, I don't know. Let the police handle this matter. To be sure, I wouldn't let him just like that either.

I sat next to my sleeping son. I don't know what's going to happen next. Regarding my daughter, I will do my best for her. I think I've had enough problems with her birth mother. I never bothered or harmed him but still things that I did not imagine happened at all. And it happened to my daughter.

Even so I still have to be grateful. God still gives me a chance to keep his trust well. It was like a second chance for me to take care of my daughter.

By late afternoon, my mother and sister came to visit. The sound of crying again broke out inside Alya's room. Grandma and granddaughter embrace each other affectionately.

"Patient granddaughter, yes! Grandma will take good care of Alya!" my mother said as she rubbed her grandson's head affectionately.

"Grandma's staying at the mother's house, yeah!" pinta my daughter with a pleading face.

My mother looked towards me. I nodded my head.

"Mom's gonna take care of Alya at home, huh?" ask my wife.

I asked her permission even though I knew she would agree. However, my two children and I hitchhiked at his house. After all my wife is pregnant and of course she will not be able to take care of Alya alone when I am not there with her condition. But I also won't rely entirely on my mother. He will only take care of my daughter while I am at work.

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"Daddy, what are you going to do to stay here?" I asked my brother Aminah.

"I'm staying here too, mas. It's okay, right?" tanyakanya.

"It's okay. I want to go home."

"Why come home?" ask wife.

"Mas wants to get us a change of clothes" I said.

"Oh yes, mas. I went home too," he said.

"Say you want to stay here?" many wonder.

"Oh, yes, I have. Andre wants to come home, change your clothes. Bring your school tools. If you want to stay here you still have to go to school tomorrow!"

"Yes, yeah!" sahut.

"We'll be home for a minute, Mom. Alya Titip!" pamitku to mom.

The three of us then left Alya's room to the car park.

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I woke up when I heard the dawn Adhan. I stretched my muscles which felt stiff. Last night I slept in the chair next to my daughter. My little girl just wanted to sleep while hugging my hand. He also often wakes up and fusses.

My wife was still sleeping peacefully in the bed next to my daughter's bed. Andre slept on the couch while my mother, Aminah and her son slept on the soft carpet I had brought from home last night because everyone wanted to sleep in the hospital with my daughter.

I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. After that I intend to pray at dawn in the mosque. Before going to the mosque, I put my family together.

The mosque is still located within the hospital environment. The sky is still dark. The cold air pierced my skin until I put my hand on my shoulder.

After I had finished my duty, I went to find breakfast for my family. Looks like good chicken porridge. I also intend to buy six packs of drinks and snacks.

Queue is quite long. I then waited while sitting in a long chair where some people were enjoying a bowl of warm chicken porridge and some were waiting. Over half an hour I waited until the sky was a little bright and then my order was delivered.

I rushed back to my daughter's room. I had to go up to the third floor by elevator.

Just getting to the door, I heard my daughter's voice calling out to me.

"Dad! I want daddy!" his yell.

Chequek. I opened an unlocked door.

"Assalammu'alaiku" I said.

They compactly turned, "Wa'alaikumsalam," they said almost simultaneously.

"Dad!" exclaim my daughter.

I then gave my sister what I had bought and rushed to my daughter.

"Dad!"

"Yes, son!" I kissed her forehead softly.

"Daddy from where? Really long!" spoiled lament.

"Sorry, sweetheart. I went to the mosque and found breakfast for us. Dad bought chicken porridge. I'm bribing, want to?"

"My feet hurt a lot, Dad!" he said as he scrunched his forehead. Eyes glazed.

"Yes, honey. Patience, dad! It's gonna heal, really!" comforted him.

"I want to go home, Dad."

"Yes, we'll ask the doctor when Alya can go home, yes!"

My little girl just nodded. I can't seem to see the expression on his face.

Today I will ask permission to his school as well as inform the state of Alya to his teacher.

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