The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 136

No one can resist destiny. Everything has been set by God. Likewise with Hasna, the woman resigned to the conditions in nature at this time. Pregnant in a coma. Hasna doesn't know until when it's over. But he wanted to end it.

Every day, almost every time Rama invited him to speak, without being able to give his response. As at this time, Rama again invited him to chat, as if he was inviting him to talk when he was healthy.

Hasna listened well to every word of Rama. Hasna was able to listen to the activities Rama did, from the sound caused by the man. As of this moment, the man was receiving a call from someone.

Hasna's back touch felt on her forehead as well as her stomach.

"Mas, I want to recover soon. I also want to rub our baby candidate inside my stomach."

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Hasna may be in a coma, but her hearing is still working. Like this time, when Kevin asked her to speak. Whatever the man said, Hasna could take it well.

"I'm sorry if I talk too much. Sorry too, if I'm too presumptuous. But this is all I can do. Honestly, I'm so relieved to have said it's all the same to you. Pray for me, Hasna. Pray that I can gradually erode this taste for you." Kevin said with wet eyes.

Kevin felt a soft rub on his shoulder. The man's gurgle wiped the remaining tears. He slowly turned his back, trying to regain control of his emotions.

"Taa...Aunty?"

Kevin was shocked by the presence of Miss Diana. Is he too focused on Hasna, to make him unaware of the arrival of others in Hasna's room? Kevin glanced at the sofa, but Miss Rosita was nowhere.

Miss Diana looked straight at the young man before her, making Kevin swallow his saliva which felt choked in the throat. Since when was Rama's birth mother behind him? What does that mean, Miss Diana heard it all?

"Aunty has been a long time?" Kevin tries to unravel the awkwardness that is happening between them.

"Just now." Said Miss Diana with a gaze that did not switch at all.

Kevin grabbed Diana's right hand to kiss her. The man smiled warmly.

Bu Diana's outstretched hand gently rubbed Kevin's cheek, making the man a little surprised.

"You're a good man. It is not appropriate that you still have a taste in married women. You deserve a better woman than Hasna. With you renounce the happiness of Hasna. Auntie hope, you get your happiness too, son. Hope you get a much better woman than Hasna." Miss Diana smiled warmly at Kevin who was still showing a confused look.

"Well, apparently I'll have one more rival, huh." Diana lowered her hand from Kevin's face. Both of them reflect on the direction of the source of the sound. Rama, the man walked closer to them.

Kevin stiffened as Rama said, having one rival. What does he mean, Rama also heard what he said to Hasna? It really makes Kevin's heart beat faster.

"Do you know? Ever since I got married, I've been like a stepson in my family. Hasna, being their favorite child." Kevin breathed out very easily. It was not a rival as he thought.

"Even almost every time we met, they always gave me free talks. With Hasna, they loved her. My position has been shifted." Kevin pulled the corner of his lips into an arch.

"And now, Mama found another one of her favorite children. Okay, I'm resigned if I have to be removed from the rights of the heirs later." Kekeh Rama, making Kevin smile to hear it.

Without them noticing, Hasna began to show her response. Hasna's index finger started moving.

Cclek

Rosita came out the door. It's a good thing Kevin didn't see his mother in this room. It turns out he was from outside.

"Mom Diana?" Ms. Rosita approached Miss Diana and shook hands.

"It's been a while?" Ask Miss Rosita.

"Just now." Said Diana.

"Where's my mom from?" Ask Kevin.

"Mom take the phone. Oh yeah, we go home now. Mama is waiting at home." Said Miss Rosita. Kevin nodded.

"I'm sorry, Mom, we're saying goodbye." Miss Rosita said goodbye to Miss Diana.

"May Hasna quickly come to her senses, yes." Miss Rosita said to Rama.

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Tante, Rama, I'll take care of you." Kevin kissed the back of Lady Diana's hand and shook Rama's hand.

"Hope Hasna recover quickly." Kevin said sincerely.

"Aamiin, thank you very much. Careful."

"Assalamu'alaikum." Said Kevin.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Kevin opens the door for his mother, but...

Bruckk

Byurrrs

"Good, sori." Pekik Nayla's. The girl spilled a cup of coffee on Kevin's shirt.

"Geez, I'm so sorry. I wasn't intentional." Nayla said with her hands still trying to clean Kevin's shirt with a tissue.

Rama and Bu Diana immediately moved and approached Nayla and Kevin who sounded worried about something.

"Udah, no papa. I can clean it myself." Kevin stops Nayla's hand movement by holding it.

"Kevin? Nay?" Rama watched the two take turns.

Both Kevin and Nayla, both of them looked at each other and turned to look at Rama.

"I can do it myself." Kevin let go of Nayla's hand, and smiled at the girl.

"Nay?" Said Diana.

"Nay, not intentionally, Ma."

"You better change your clothes first. There are clean clothes I haven't worn yet. You can wear it." Rama.

"No need, Rama. Thank you very much." Reject Kevin.

"Fine change first, son Kevin. Especially coffee. Must have been hot." Miss Diana's.

Kevin turned to his mother, as if asking for approval, Miss Rosita gave a nod of approval.

"All right."

Kevin went back inside to change his clothes. Not long after, the man came out wearing Rama's clothes. Luckily they had almost the same posture, so the clothes fit just as Kevin wore them.

"Then we'll say goodbye." Kevin said with his dirty clothes.

"Get me your shirt." Rama took the clothes Kevin was holding.

"No need, Rama." Kevin was about to take his shirt back.

"No papa, Mom. Let Nay clean up first." Nayla grabs Kevin's shirt that Rama is holding.

"You really don't have to bother like that." Kevin felt bad.

"No papa, Mom. Nay is wrong. Again sorry, yes." Nayla.

"Yes, it's okay." Said Kevin.

"Yes, we said it first. Assalamu'alaikum." Said Miss Rosita.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

***

Nayla puts Kevin's dirty clothes in a paperbag. And keep it on the table.

"Nay, Mama's asking dong for help." Said Diana.

"Please buy Mama a warm drink, all for your brother." Nayla breathed out violently. Even the girl had just returned from a long queue in the cafeteria, now asked to queue once more.

"But, Ma..." The look on Nayla's face showed rejection at her mother's request.

"Please." Please Miss Diana.

"Huf." Nayla breathed out violently.

"Yes, yes." Eventually the line moved and out of the room.

"But Nay is going to the toilet first." Nayla put her little sling bag on the table, and moved to the bathroom.

"Mamaa.... Brother Ramaaa...." The screech.

"Nayla, lower your voice. Hasna needs quiet." Rama's Sweat. The man approached his sister. So did Miss Diana.

Nayla's views didn't even shift at all to Hasna.

"What the hell is it, Nay? Your habits." Tegur Miss Diana.

"I.that's..." Nayla pointed towards Hasna. Everyone focused on the woman lying down.

Hasna started to show a reaction. His right hand began to show movement.

"Hasna's? Darling?" Rama quickly approached his wife's bed.

Slowly the eyelids moved. Rama quickly pressed the button next to Hasna's bed.

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