Pursuing the Love of Siti

Pursuing the Love of Siti
134. Save my wife



Pov Tiara's


"Sasono said you refused to take care of Barata's pediatric patient, is that right, ham?"


"Yes, Pa."


I looked at Ilham who seemed to be afraid when he answered. Papa looked at me like he was going to pounce.


"With reason to keep your wife feeling. What's that reason, ham? does your wife forbid you from examining female patients?"


me?


Banning the Ilham from examining female patients?


When have I ever been like that?


Why are they accusing me of that?


God, why my life is getting so complicated. Why are there more and more problems at this time?


why are they accusing me of that?


I try to avoid them. Because the more I was there, the more they cornered me. I know that I made Ilham's mas mutated. If only I did not join the ceremony, if only at that time I was not fooled by the friendliness of Mr. Lani, maybe the ending is not like this.


"Ma, pa, this has nothing to do with siti. This is because Mr. Barata's daughter thought I was her late husband. So he started obsessing over me. Is it wrong I tried to prevent it before it disintegrates later."


Mr Barata's daughter?


Who else? Which woman again?


Oh Allah, my head is suddenly dizzy.


"I'm sorry papa and mama, ti. It's not that we blame you for all this. But papa was shocked by this sudden decision of Inspiration."


Pardon you? I've forgiven them. But why does it still hurt.


I put my foot into the room. After the terror of the letter, now they blame me for my husband's resignation. Now they easily say sorry.


My feet stepped onto one footing of the room door. I feel like my eyesight is having problems.


Oh God my head hurts so much.


Please why my body is so weak.


I'll get to bed.


I'm not strong anymore.


Bruuuuk.


I fell down and the body hit the wrong teak bed decoration in my room.


It hurts! so sick! As much as possible I rise.


My gaze pointed towards the red water flowing down my thighs. My body is weak and dark.


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The sound of footsteps broke the silence of Kasih Bunda hospital. The owner of the foot panicked following the wheels of the hospital bed that greeted him at the door. The owner of the foot was not constantly wet his face, implied anxiety on the figure who was lying weak.


Actually, he didn't want to take his wife to this hospital. But if he was looking for a hospital, there would be a procedure that would keep his wife in long service. While this hospital he is known so that it facilitates the handling of the wife.


"Doctor!!!!!"


Ilham ran to take his wife to the ICU.


Anxiety melted within him when he saw blood dripping on the temple of Tiara's leg. The chaotic inspiration upon seeing the pale face fell asleep on his lap.


Mama Mila calms her still-shocked son.


"Ti, I beg you to hold on." Ilham continued to cry as he remembered the blood on his wife's thigh.


"Hour."


"It's all because of mom and dad. Can you guys give her some peace during her pregnancy. Can you guys not keep cornering the siti." The sound of inspiration began to be heavy. His emotions peaked considering both his parents cornered his wife.


"But the fact is, ham. If you don't want to go to that station, you're not threatened with mutation, you go to jail for siti too." Mama doesn't want to lose.


According to his mother-in-law was the cause of Ilham's problems in the hospital. For mama, women who are pregnant are not good often wandering.


"Enough!" papa pramono's voice boomed making mama Mila and Ilham stop the debate.


How could I contact them. I'll be finished with Papa Adolf.


Yes, God why can something like this happen.


clique


"Mona!" Call Ilham when he sees his colleague out checking on his wife.


"Siti, it's bleeding, but your baby's safe. Just .."


Mona has not continued her words.


"One of your fetuses has no movement, ham. This time I ask permission to lift the fetus. We have to lift both. Because otherwise the other one will drink his brother's amniotic fluid. And it's dangerous."


Leg Ilham limp. How could he possibly agree to it? This baby is a symbol of their love. A baby who breaks the notion that he is barren.


"Oh my God, what should I do? What if she subconsciously asks about her baby. I have to how, God. I'm sorry that being so upset can't take care of my wife."


A wheelchair walked into Tiara's nursery. His smile expanded when he saw the condition of the woman in front of him. His hand directed the wheelchair towards Tiara's bed.


"So you're Sakha's wife. Not pretty, I'm still pretty. Sakha always said that I was the most beautiful. Sakha always said that I was the only one she loved. And you want to shift my position as first wife. Don't dream."


"What did you do to my wife Risma? Why are you terrorizing us? I don't have a problem with you." A voice that made Risma slightly cornered.


The woman just smiled cunningly alternately staring at Tiara and Ilham. Soon his angel's face was visible. It was as if he had sympathy with the state of Tiara.


"I just went to see her, was it Sakha's fault." Speak Risma softly.


"I'll emphasize it again! I'm not Sakha, I'm Ilham. Understand!"


Inspiration pulls Risma's wheelchair, bringing out of his wife's nursery. Risma was startled as an expressionless Inspiration brought her back to the room.


Arriving in his room there is a Barata family who welcomes him.


Inspiration brought Risma back to her room. He looked at the woman with anger. Barata's mother who saw Ilham's treatment of her daughter was emotionally ignited. He did not accept the attitude of Inspiration to Risma. But the man did not care, for him the arrival of Risma in his wife's room was a sign of danger. Maybe if he was not on time, Risma had done something to his wife.


"Tell your child, so as not to endanger the lives of others."


Inspiration departs from Risma's nursery. There was a raging sound of that woman who kept calling herself Sakha. But it does not shake the Inspiration to keep walking out.


"Sakha, if you're like this, remember! I won't let your wife calm down!" Pekik Rism.


"SAKHA DON'T GO! DON'T LEAVE ME AGAIN!OHHHHOOOOOO!"


Bruyuk!


Inspiration threw his body against the door wall. His hands bent his head, occasionally shuffling his hair.


"I'm sorry, ti. I'm sorry for the recent danger in your life. I'm sorry I can't give you happiness as long as we're married. I realized it had something to do with my mom and dad's attitude.


I beg you to be strong. For me, for our love, for our children. Because if the mama's strong, our kids are strong too."


"What's the matter, ham?"


Inspiration was shocked when he heard the voice calling out to him. The owner of the voice he was very fond of.


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