That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Happy to welcome death

The calm of the night in a hospital was suddenly boisterous by the arrival of several police cars. Especially with the sound of sirens it causes, the more electrifying the entire medical there.

But the medics seemed to have prepared everything when the group with panicked faces arrived, because previously they had been told if there were patients with gunshot wounds in the middle back needed help to be rescued.

Officers deftly moved the weak body drenched in blood onto the thrust gurney, before then strode swiftly half-running towards the operating room.

Not wanting to waste time, the surgical removal of bullets lodged in the slender body was immediately carried out. All done with excellent service, because this is at the request of the Chairman of Wahana Group itself.

The operation that night did not last long, because all was done by energy that was experts in the field.

"I feel relieved to have completed this operation well" a female doctor told her friend as they washed their hands together.

Special surgical clothes for doctors are still attached to their bodies. The faces of the medics looked tense, as if they were carrying a heavy burden. But now it looks relieved when the operation process has been carried out.

"We can relax, now. The operation went well, and I'm sure the woman is fine. He has gone through his critical period. Optimistic, only," another doctor chimed in.

The doctor who opened the conversation smiled in response to the support of his fellow doctors. They looked at each other and then frowned like they were thinking.

"Who's that woman, huh? Is she the legitimate wife of President Wahana Group?"

"Some," the doctor answered two while twisting his shoulder.

"If she really is the president's wife, then why did she get shot? What is the impact of the success of the husband until he becomes a victim of the envy of his competitors?"

"Either," again the second doctor gave a short speech while spreading his shoulders.

"Hey, can't you say anything other than I don't know!" doctor one grumbled irritatedly as he looked at the doctor two full of warnings.

Doctor two immediately laughed seeing the emotions bursting into a comrade-in-arms. "At the same time, I told you I don't know, you're still asking again, again and again! We are doctors, not paparazzi. Instead of taking care of the lives of others, it's better to take care of our own lives!"

"Hey, I'm like this because that woman is our patient. While the Chairman of Wahana Group himself is a very influential person here!" The first doctor stopped his words. Then he crossed his chest while glancing at his friend suspiciously. "I'm sure it must be the same as me, right?"

"No!"

"Lied."

The second doctor sighed slowly. Then he crossed his chest and looked at his friend, doing exactly as the one doctor did. "Do you think this pretty face of an angel is a liar's look?" ask her then with a tone full of true arrogance.

"Curtain, your angel said?" he asked in a tone of disbelief while putting up a mimic wanting to vomit.

"It's up to you to say what, Iah. What I do know is that the Chairman of Wahana Group booked two rooms for treatment. One VIP for his wife, and one room with a regular class for the woman who was shot," he said lightly and walked away leaving his friend who was still dumb there.

***

"I can't forgive myself if something bad happens to you, dear," said Brian weakly as he buried his face in Mayang's chest, which was sitting half-lying. Brian tried to hide the regrettable letter that had covered the series on his face.

"Alright, Honey. We've been through all that gripping stuff, so please don't keep blaming yourself for it. Shouldn't you be happy because I'm safe? So thank him for stopping Bianca from shooting at us" Mayang said gently as she stroked Brian's hair.

Mayang could only sigh slowly because Brian did not respond to his words. The man even more tightened the hug on his waist and hid the face on Mayang's warm chest wrapped in hospital patient clothes.

***

I don't know how long she's been drowning in the dark. Roll in serenity and alone in solitude. He was calm free from pain.

But a burly body with a handsome face seemed to be standing behind a bright light as if calling out to him while waving his hand.

His smile grew delighted as if he was forcing the woman to come out of there. Tease and imitate her with a happy future. In the end, Bianca woke up and opened her eyes.

The girl blinked her eyes to adjust the incoming and dazzling light. He looked at the ceiling of the room, then spread his gaze around and found the wall with a dominating white color.

Bianca nodded and rounded her eyes. Is this heaven? Then where is the hell that should be my place after my absence. I am a sinner, so why am I in heaven? Did God wrongly put me here? bianca's inner wonder after she regained consciousness.

He moved his body slowly wanted to get up immediately, but dizziness in the head and sudden pain in the back made him groan and grimace in pain. He was still confused to see what was happening.

A moment later he was surprised to find his left hand attached to the infusion tube. More so found the life support device installed on his body.

"Gosh," Bianca closed her gaped mouth while rounding her eyeballs. "So I'm still alive? So I'm in the hospital now?" He muttered in disbelief.

I don't know what he feels at this time, which obviously makes it very uncomfortable to make his clear eyes glazed. There was a sense of guilt behind his heart.

"Why did they save me? Why are they treating my wounds so well?" Bianca stopped her question as the ripples spilled over her face. "They should have let me die because I deserved it. I'm happy because I feel happy enough."

Bianca wiped her tears slowly. The woman wearing the typical hospital patient's clothes sighed softly. A flash of shadow before he subconsciously went back around in circles in his head.

He still remembers clearly how it happened. How the pain when hot lead hit his back when a shot coming from behind managed to thwart his intention to kill Mayang.

The gun in his hand bounced and fell out of nowhere. It is filled with blood that flows. But unexpectedly, a pair of sturdy hands managed to catch him before the weak body touched the ground.

Yes, Alex welcomes her body in pain and helplessness. The man even shed tears. Hysterics shouted his name. Patting Bianca's cheeks to keep the girl awake.

Tears melted from the corner of Bianca's smiling eyes as words of love were spoken from Alex's lips amid the cries. Alex clasped the frail body into his warm embrace. Not willing if the woman goes ahead of him.

For a moment Bianca forgot her heartache all along. Forgotten to be sick by that hot lead. All that remains is happiness, because in the end he knows his love is now together.

He smiled happily even though his lips could not voice the word. Now he can calmly welcome death. Until his eyes closed tightly and the girl's consciousness disappeared completely.

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