Tears of a Wife

Chapter 74

"Anita, Cila's milk is running out, you have to understand, the bigger the child, the need is also increasing. Like milk, diapers and others." said Miss Lastri that morning.

"Aish..morning blind has started this talk of a chatty grandmother" Anita muttered annoyedly.

"Yes, I'll go home and buy it, ma'am." she replied lazily.

"If you wait for you to come home, your child will starve." said Bu Lastri in a high tone.

"Mom can slow down, right? my ears are still healthy, I've spoken well but my mother was nyolot at length. If it's my daughter, I know more about her. You understand?"

Miss Lastri was silent.

"Cila has a nanny, so you don't have to bother taking care of things related to her. Let the sus do the talking!" resolutely annoyed.

"Anita, speak politely to mom!" Ilam who saw the incident.

"But your mother started first, I just told you to talk slowly.

actually, he just sat down sweetly, is it hard? He's been good at home enjoying it all.

I'm tired, I'm the one who slammed the bones go home early in the morning, if anyone should be angry it's just me" he said fiercely.

"I never told you to work, so don't ever talk about spending!" Inspiration is no less fierce.

Anita almost went back to saying Bu Lastri, but her intention was void when suddenly Siska stood at the door staring at her.

Siska played the phone she was holding.

"Mbak..don't be angry, it's still morning" said Siska, winking her eyes.

Anita was silent. He scoops the rice into the dish of Ilham.

Inspiration was astonished because Anita was afraid of Siska.

"Remember, don't forget our deal, your secret is in my hands!"

whispered Siska as Anita was about to leave the house.

It was hot in the afternoon.

Miss Lastri came out of her room, she intended to throw a spoon in the patio chair to straighten her legs. The sister who was guarding Cila came to approach him.

"Mom, can you please take care of Cila for a moment, I want to go back for a moment" he said politely.

"But I'm not well, my legs hurt so much Sus." he lamented refusing.

Bu Lastri felt unable to supervise the fifteen-month-old child who was active.

But the nurse ran inside.

Miss Lastri watched her granddaughter running around in front of her.

His attention was divided when there was a call on his phone.

He continued chatting until he forgot his grandson who had disappeared from before him.

A few seconds later, Cila's cry shocked Miss Lastri and her sister.

He saw that the little boy was lying on his stomach with his head covered in blood.

Nearby was a flower pot that was already in disarray.

What the hell are you guys doing anyway? keeping a child as small as Cila alone is not becus!"

Anita nagged her in-laws and her sus.

Miss Lastri did not answer because she was guilty.

Ilham and Siska also came in haste.

"How is he doing?" tanya Ilham worried.

"She's lost a lot of blood." said Anita almost crying.

They sit restlessly in front of the ER.

"Cila's patient's family?"

"Yes, I'm Doc's father!" ilham.

"Look, sir, Ananda Cila's condition is quite critical because of the loss of a lot of blood from the wound on the back of his head, we have to perform surgery immediately. The blood supply your son needs is empty, so please prepare as soon as possible!"

Anita was shocked to hear that Cila had to be operated on.

"You guys wait here, I'll go with the nurse to get some blood."

Anita nodded.

"Father's blood type is not suitable, can you find it from other family members?"

Ilham.

"But I'm his father, why are his blood types different?"

"May, sir, a child may have different blood types from his father or mother, but one of them must be a good match."

Inspiration's colossal mind began to wander, which he understood, the child must be the same blood type as his father, that's what he often saw in soap operas.

"Sir, try to call your wife or other relatives."

Like a daze Ilham called Anita.

"My blood doesn't match. With you it definitely fits!" cold Inspiration. Suspicion began to overwhelm him.

"But this is for your son Anita, he's dying in there! can't you fight your fear for a moment?" Inspiration to feel emotion.

"Let me!"

Siska and Bu Lastri alternated in check but nothing matched.

Hope stayed on Anita, but the woman was so shaky at the sight of the syringe.

"Forced it, sir!" ilham said impatiently.

Seeing the nurse approach him makes Anita limp because of fear.

Instead of being able to help Cila, Anisa instead joined in the care because she was limp instantly.

In the midst of the despair of the Ilham family who could not get a blood type that was suitable for Cila.

Suddenly came a man, of high stature.

He immediately offered to the nurse to draw his blood.

"True, the blood type of the father is the same as what we are looking for.' said the nurse happily.

Ilham watched the man closely, he was white with a slight crack on his face.

When it was finished, Inspiration approached the man.

"Thank you for helping my son."

"No problem, I often donate blood, really." replied the man was less friendly.

After confirming his jacket, the man simply passed by.

Inspiration pensive in its place.

"Why is it so coincidental his blood is the same as Cila's, and he seems to know that."

the mind of Inspiration is getting disturbed.

Cila has passed the critical period, the child has also been moved to the nursing room.

Bu Lastri, Siska and Ilham faithfully waited for the boy

But Anita felt uncomfortable staying in the hospital.

"What's the truth, you want to leave your son in this state?" sergeant Ilham did not like.

"There's you, Grandma, Dad and Aunt.

Anyway, I went on a moon picnic. But to make money to pay for the medical expenses."

"Treatment issues, let me think!" ilham said firmly.

"You're counting on your meager salary? enough is enough, Mom! let me go.'

Ilham.

Arguing with Anita will only drain her energy and emotions.

"I'm leaving" he said as he passed from that place.

While walking He checked the contents of his bag, because it did not pay attention to the road in front of him, Anita hit a man who was walking in a hurry as well.

He was shocked when he realized who had been hit.

"You, here?" he said stuttering while keeping his mouth shut.

The incident was accidentally seen by Inspiration.

He hid and watched from a distance.

"What is your opinion here?" reset Anita.

"I'm visiting my son who is being cared for here too" he replied slowly

Anita's heart was a little relieved to hear it

"Thank God, I thought...?" bathinnya.

"What are you doing here for yourself?" the man's gaze was full of probing.

"I just went to see a sick brother." he answered nervously.

the man smiled with great dignity

"Alright then, I go first" said the cold man and stepped away from him.

Anita continued her steps.

The inspiration that was lurking, began to guess.

"There's something strange about that guy, and so is Anita. Like there is something in hiding." he said Inspiration in the heart.

"What's wrong?" Bu Lastri patted Ilham's shoulder.

"If you want to go to work, just go. I can take care of Cila alone." continued Miss Lastri again.

'That's not it, Mom... " Illam was confused how to explain it.

"Be patient, face Anita, always remember that you have Cila."

"If only you knew what's on my mind now? " say Inspiration in the heart.