Sorry Boss, I Love U
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I received a short message from Angga a few hours after the ambulance took him to the hospital. That message reads
" Wait for me in the apartment, don't go anywhere. Later when Mama has come home you I call again. I'm going to have surgery'" she wrote which left me dumbfounded as she read it.
" What are the injuries experienced by Angga ???
Why didn't he ever tell me ???
Have I been so outrageous all this time to him ???
God please protect my husband in his surgery this time. Aamiin "My do'a in the heart.
Just this time I was very worried about Angga.
For some reason, my heart is so sad to see his current condition.
he looks thin and his face looks pale and shabby.
When thinking about the incident that happened to Angga I unconsciously fell asleep for a moment in a sitting position by leaning on the door of Angga's room.
I do not know how long I fell asleep with the sitting position, until finally I woke up because the sound of my smartphone rang several times that were still in my grasp when I fell asleep.
Call from Angga, I immediately picked it up without thinking anymore.
" Hello . . with the daughter ??? " say the voice across
" yes right, how my husband's condition "manyu very enthusiastic.
" Mother's husband has finished the operation. His condition is still under the influence of drugs. But the operation went well, and Mr. Angga asked me to tell you this "said the nun
" Yes, thank you sister. Oh wait . . is this with Sister Salsha ??? " tanyaku later.
" Yes Ma'am, I'm Sister Salsha, I'm sorry ma'am, but this is partly my duty "said in a frightened tone.
" No sister, I'm the one who's sorry I've been yelling and rude to the sisters. Can you please give me the address of the hospital where my husband is being treated ??? " quote then
And Sister Salsha also gave the address where Angga was taken care of and the name of her room, to me via a short message.
Not forgetting I said a thousand thanks and a deep apology to the sister.
I want to take care of Angga as it should be my duty as a husband.
I don't know .. . Suddenly I felt a gaping hole in my heart when I saw Angga's condition and heard the word Divorce that Mama said earlier.
It felt like my heart hurt so much, not as usual when Angga was begging - begging his love for my reply and apology from me.
From the feeling of not caring first, now it turns into . . .
" Aaaaakh . . what feeling is this is called "my curse in the heart.
Immediately I ordered the driver of the car online from my smartphone application to immediately take me to my husband who was drowning in the hospital.
The hospital which is half an hour away from this trip was finally until I was at my destination.
Immediately I set my foot to the hospital room that was given the address from Sister Salsha earlier.
I'm not looking for it, either.
I opened the door immediately to the hospital.
The VVIP room in Angga looks very luxurious.
There is a bad single that is not like the usual hospital and sleep Angga on it.
Looks peaceful once he fell asleep there because it is still under the influence of drugs.
Until nightfall Angga was still unconscious. I tried to take a small towel located inside the nightstand to wash the face and hands of Angga.
I sweep the face that used to look handsome and charming it gently.
" Why Your face is not as handsome as before. Now it looks pale and shabby "I said slowly and more precisely whispered.
After I guess enough to wash his face I also began to switch to washing his hands that only wear special clothes for surgery.
The arm was so heavy, I washed it slowly both and I avoided her hand that was impaled by an infusion needle.
After that I washed it on both feet.
