
"That's enough, Ma." Rama refused the mother's bribe.
"It's not half that yet, son." Miss Diana was still trying to force Rama to reopen her mouth. Just got some bribes.
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"Good morning, Brother." Sapa Nayla with her cherry style. The girl noticed what her mother and sister were doing.
"One more bribe." Persuade Mama.
"Already, Ma. Rama is full." Rama turned his face away from the mouthfuls of his mother.
"Oh..big baby, again fussy huh, eat it? Here's a bribe." Circlap Nayla. Mama shook her head slowly, hinting that this was not the right time to joke.
Nayla breathed a quick breath, then placed her a bag of snacks she had just bought on the table. The girl took a sitting position next to Rama. Slowly Nayla leaned her head on her brother's shoulder. Closely clutching that sturdy arm.
"Sister, remember when we were kids? Brother always asks Mama for a bribe if Nay eats again? Brother said, if Mama never wanted to bribe sister since there was Nay." Rama only moved a little of his head, glancing at his only sister.
"Since then, right, Big Brother didn't want to share food on the same plate?" Rama still listened to the girl's words.
"And, after Sister gets married, Brother wants to share food with Mother Hasna." Nayla's eyes condensed when she mentioned Hasna.
"Sister is used to eating one plate with Mbak Hasna, even always asking for a bribe, right? That's the sign, Brother is in love with Mother Hasna. Great, yes, but only known for a few months." Mama slightly lowered her gaze, lest she look sad in front of Rama. The man needs family support to strengthen.
"We just don't want to if brother gets sick. Do not let the moment later Mbak Hasna realized, Brother can not accompany him because of the condition of his brother who is not healthy." Nayla's voice sounded a little hoarse. Immediately the girl inhaled a deep breath to reduce the tightness in her chest.
"What do you think, with your sister not eating, Ms Hasna will like? What do you think, Ma'am Hasna wouldn't be sad to see you like this?"
"Mastinya Mbak Hasna hopes that Brother is always healthy, and will help treat Mbak Hasna until he recovers. Do you want, Miss Hasna only treated by doctors and nurses? Then as a husband, do you not want to take care of your wife until she is healed?" Nayla rubbed the corner of her wet eyes.
Rama breathed his breath out violently. Why is he becoming this fragile? Are not wives also prospective children they need a tough figure that can be used as a backrest? Why did he become so fragile?
"Silver eat, yeah. Even if it's not for the big brother, at least eat for the wife and future children." Rama gently rubbed the top of Nayla's head, as if the man had succeeded in seducing her.
Nayla lifted her head from Rama's shoulders. Rubbing the corner of his eye, removing any wet traces there.
"You want Nay to bribe?" A smile spread across the girl's face.
"No need, I want a bribe Mama. If you, you'll eat your own food." Reject Rama.
"Ckkk.tau that was Nay eating first. Let Mbak Hasna wake up, don't recognize her husband who sucks because he got hungover." Nayla said as if she was sorry.
Miss Diana smiled and shook her head slowly at the behavior of her two children who were both adults, but sometimes their behavior was like a child.
Nayla dodged while Rama had taken a swing to land his deadly jolt on Nayla's forehead.
"Thankfully it didn't happen. The one that was yesterday until the mallm was still shrinking." Nayla Protests. The girl's lips were seen pursing forward with both hands covering her forehead.
"His aunt Nay, be careful, you have a strong father who is unforgiving. Wrong dikit, sentil, long howl tu jidat at sentil mulu." Nayla said as if she was giving an announcement to a niece who had not even turned two months old in the womb.
"Nay, it's ah." Say Mama. The middle-aged woman returned to feed Rama without refusal.
Tok, tock, tock
"Definitely Doctor, schedule a visit." Said Rama, who was ready to stand, opening the door.
Sure enough, two medics were already standing in front of Hasna's nursery door.
"Good morning, sir." Greet Doctor.
"Morning, Doc." Rama said with a smile.
Rama invited the Doctor and the nurse in to carry out their duties. Rama faithfully stood beside his wife who was undergoing an examination. Rama saw the Doctor take a few deep breaths, it seemed like something unpleasant had happened.
Doctors re-directed the flashlight in Hasna's eyes in turn. Then check the pulse on Hasna's wrist. The doctor put a little pressure on Hasna's hand to find out the woman's response.
"Mrs Hasna? Miss Hasna can hear me?" Say the doctor by continuing to apply pressure at some point in Hasna's body.
"What's the doctor?" Rama asked, who was starting to panic.
Miss Diana and Nayla were standing next to Rama who looked panicked.
"Mrs Hasna? You hear me?" Rework Doctor.
"Doctor please tell me, what's the matter.?" Desperate Rama.
"This is just an initial guess, hopefully not true. Ms. Hasna. There's a possibility of falling into a coma."
"What?" Lirih Rama, Miss Diana, and Nayla almost simultaneously.
Rama shook his head slowly as if refusing the doctor's explanation, seeing the man retreat a few steps from his original place. Miss Diana and Nayla hugged each other.
"The doctor must have misdiagnosed. My wife just hasn't been human." Rama said with trembling lips.
"I hope I was wrong to guess. But better, Ms. Hasna immediately did some checks to confirm her condition." Doctor Say.
"No, my wife will wake up soon." Rama said with the netra that began to condense. Rama came back to his wife.
"Hasna, honey, get up. Tell the doctor that you just want to rest. Tell them you're okay." Rama said with a gentle rub of Hasna's cheek.
"Please." Please, middle-aged woman.
The doctor nodded, and smiled wryly at Miss Diana.
"Surely, we will do the best we can for the patient." Said the Doctor, then turned a glance at the nurse beside him. The nurse pressed a button near Hasna's bed.
Not long after, two male nurses came to Hasna's room.
"Please move the patient, we'll do a CT scan and some other tests." Doctor Say.
"All right, Doc."
So deftly did the two men in uniform carry out their duties. Before long Hasna's bed was pushed out following the Doctor's steps to the elevator.
"Ma..." Lirih Rama's. His body felt boneless, the man was sitting on the cold floor of the hospital.
"Everything's gonna be okay, son. Believe that God will always help his servant who is resigned." Mama tried to strengthen Rama.
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Two men in uniform entered a hospital room. A woman was sitting on the patient bed.
"Good morning. With Marissa Anindita's sister?" Marissa turned to the source of the voice. The woman was shocked to find two men in police uniforms in her ward.
"Sa... I..yes, I'm alone." Marissa said. His feelings were suddenly uneasy with the arrival of his two guests this morning.
"We came here to pick up sister Marissa to come with you to the police station."
"But why should I go there?"
"You're named as a suspect for the accident that befell Hasna's sister Ayudia." Said one of the men, which made Marissa find it difficult to breathe.
"A..what? No, I'm innocent. Everything was pure accident." Shangkal Marissa.
"You can explain it in the office." Marissa shook her head. Explain in the office? Does that mean he'll be arrested?
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The sound of the door being opened from the outside made his third attention diverted. Tomi, the man just got back from the hospital canteen.
"Sorry, what's up, huh?" Tomi feels strange and confused by the presence of two men in police uniforms in Marissa's room this early.
"Sorry, do you have a relationship with Marissa's sister?" Ask one of the men.
Tomi turned to Marissa who showed a look of worry.
"Yes, I.the husband of Marissa's sister." Tomi said, refocusing on the two men in police uniforms.
"Yesterday, we have received reports of an accident that occurred on Wednesday at around five o'clock past fifteen p.m., which resulted in the victim on behalf of Hasna Ayudia in critical condition." Obviously the man in uniform.
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Tomi's heart felt forced to race faster. This is what he thought last night. The accident of the wife of Rama Suryanata, impossible if not in the process. Rama himself was at the scene.
"We're taking Marissa's sister to the office for questioning." One of the men handed an envelope to Tomi, who could already be guessed what it contained.
"Sorry, Sir. It's not that I'm obstructing the legal process, but my wife's condition is not possible if I have to leave the hospital. The doctor requested that my wife stay in this hospital for intensive care after her bleeding." Obviously Tomi.
The man hoped that the police would not take Marissa. At least until she recovers. Tomi just doesn't want to harm his wife's womb.
"Well, we're going to see the doctor who treated Marissa's sister to find out her condition." Shoot the guy.
"Then, excuse me, good morning."
"Morning, Sir." Tomi nodded slowly and watched the two men in police uniforms disappear behind the door.
"Tomi, I don't want to go to jail." Marissa was full of emphasis with trembling lips.
"Gue also does not want, if until my son was born in bui. But you've chosen this path, Sa." Tomi.
"But I don't want to." Marissa half yelled.
"Do you ever think that your actions can harm others, as well as yourself? What you did yesterday, was really too late. The woman was even a victim here, she was critical. And lo..." Tomi pointed straight at Marissa who was already in tears.
"Lo almost made my son unsaved. And now you still think of yourself? You've done all this, and you have to take responsibility for all this lo's deeds." Tomi.
"Tomi plis help me. Help me to get out of this, plis." Marissa said with both hands cupped in front of her chest.
"Sorry, Sa, I can't help you. Our country is a country of law. Let those in charge carry out their duties. And you should be aware of this incident. Do not ever act as you wish, in order to satisfy your ambitions. Think of it all, before in the end only regret you will accept." Tomi said, then the man came back out leaving Marissa alone in the room.
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Sorry, please correct if there is an error in this chapter. About the procedures that are slightly reviewed above.
Your criticism and advice will help me a lot in the future. Thank ye.
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