
On the way home from the garage, Mela continued to grumble. And he accidentally saw a middle-aged man in the car holding his chest.
"Wow, why is that om? it looks like he's in a lot of pain." Mela quickly approached the middle-aged man.
"Om, why?" asked Mela scrunched her forehead.
"To-help me, take it to the hospital," he said.
"Alright, om. Sorry if I slide the seat so I can drive yes," said Mela.
I don't know where a push from Mela would help the middle-aged man. At that time, he drove his car to the nearest hospital. Only a few minutes have arrived.
Mela got out of the car and stopped a passing nurse. He asked the nurse for help. And at that moment, the middle-aged man was immediately taken to the examination room to be dealt with.
Mela deliberately waited outside the room because she wanted to know how the middle-aged man was. Before long, the doctor who examined him immediately came out.
"Are you one of his family?" ask the doctor.
"No, doc. I only helped him by chance when my pain passed in front of him. How's it going, doc? is anything serious?" ask Mela to panic.
"If you arrive late, the patient's life can not be saved. Patients suffering from heart disease. Fortunately, you arrived on time" said the doctor.
"Thank God, thank you doc."
"Together, miss. Now that the patient's condition has stabilized, you can see him now. And I'm sorry, because there are still patients that I have to deal with. If there's just any push button that's in the gurney right over the patient's head."
After saying that, the doctor immediately went out from in front of Mela. Mela went straight into the room.
"Om, how's he doing now?" asked Mela with a smile.
"Thank God, I've been better. Fortunately there are you who help me, if not for sure I have anfal. Thank you, if you know what your name is?" ask the middle-aged man.
"My name is Mela, om. Oh yeah, is there one family you can call?" ask Mela.
"It's just that he's overseas so he's not coming right now. I have only one son who is currently studying in the United States. And I just live alone in the house with just a housekeeper and a gardener" the man said.
"Sorry, where is your wife? is he with your son right now, om?" ask Mela curious.
"My wife died a few years ago" he said briefly.
"Oh my goodness, sorry. I don't know if your wife has died." Mela pretended to be sympathetic while cupping her hands together on her chest.
"It's okay, if you have an event or are busy just let me here alone is also okay. Later I can ask my housekeeper to come here," said the middle-aged man.
Mela's cunning wits began to run, she also had a bad plan for the middle-aged man.
"Om, what if I work together om. I happen to need a job but because of my face, it makes it difficult for me to get a job" said Mela acting with a clear face.
"This is all because of my ex who likes KDRT and is also very possessive jealousy until I am like this." Mela shed tears.
"Oh my goodness, are you not reporting that to the authorities?" the middle-aged man was more and more provoked by what Mela said.
"Already, om. My ex-husband is currently in custody" Mela said.
"Thank God if so. How about you work to take care of me until I get well, do you want to?" asked the middle-aged man in doubt.
"Seriously, um. I'd be so happy, om."
Since then, Mela has been living in the home of a middle-aged man named Sugawa. He took care of Sugawa so painstakingly, this he did because to be able to melt his heart.
One week later, Sugawa was completely healed. And he felt indebted to Mela. Until he wants to marry Mela.
"Mela, thank you. You have been
take good care of me. Mela, do you want to be my wife?" tanyakanya.
For a moment Mela deliberately fell silent because she wanted to pretend to doubt Sugawa.
'Mela, why are you quiet? do you not want to marry me? yes, I will not force it" Sugawa said sadly.
"It's not so, om. I feel like I am not worthy of it. I'm just an ordinary woman, while I'm a rich man. You can also see how ugly my face is. Do you not feel ashamed if you see people walking with women like me" said Mela.
"Mela, even if you want to marry me. I'm gonna take you to foreign medicine, operate on your face plastic. So that your face is beautiful again, and I will also give you everything you need without you having to cape to work," Sugawa said.
"Hem, you also got caught with my trap, you old man," there was a sense of happiness in Mela's heart because her approach to Sugawa had succeeded.
"Alright, om. I'm willing to marry you, om. But what about your son if he finds out he's married to me?" ask Mela doubtfully.
Because Mela believes her son will definitely not agree with her marriage with Sugawa.
"Mela, you don't have to think about that. My son is submissive, so he will not contradict my decision" Sugawa said convincingly.
Until finally Mela wants to get married immediately with Sugawa. He actually had no love at all, only the middle-aged man's treasure that he wanted to smooth out his future revenge on, Olive and Azka.
Luck is currently in hand, Mela. She managed to realize her desire to operate on her face plastic so that she was beautiful again.
While in the hospital, Olive has made progress. He was conscious, already able to move his hand even if only slowly.
But he could not speak, because his face was still empty.
"Rani, why is Olive such a dumbass?" asked Ola astonished at the condition of her twin sister.
"You are patient, all will need a process is not instant. It looks like Olive is still covered with fear trauma when she experienced something bad that put her in a coma" said Rani to calm Ola's heart.