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Naura immediately moved away from Abhi's body, as the two of them fell into the sand. Abhi's body was still on his stomach, the panicked Naura, desperately trying to turn him back.
“Abhi, Darling. Wake up! You must wake up!” she cried, shaking her husband's body. He then looked towards the spot of lights that were getting closer towards the two of them. The panic is becoming. His eyes were not perfect due to fatigue, plus the lights disguised the police numbers written there. He did not know who was driving the car. Hopefully not Bogel who has not been arrested by the police.
“Abhi,” she said softly, with one hand patting her husband's cheek. The man did not react. And Naura grew even more panicked, as she saw Abhi's face growing pale. “Sayang ... don't stay with me! Come on wake.” Naura roared, not caring if the car was already in front of her. The car lights that were highlighting him had gone out, he did not want to look at the car. His focus is on waking and protecting Abhi so that he can get away from the dangerous location that is now gripping back.
But, apparently Naura had mistaken. The car light that was highlighting the two of them was Erik's car. The man immediately came down when he saw his daughter in distress waking her daughter-in-law up.
Erik approached them, then checked Abhi by placing his fingers on his wrists. “You want me to fire!” erik shouted looking evilly at the men who had come with him.
Jakarta—Bogor has a good distance. It took them almost 2 hours to arrive at their current location. That's also they take the toll road to get there faster. If not, they are still on their way.
The three men who had come with Erik were overwhelmed when they heard the outburst of his boss' anger. They quickly approached and brought Abhi's body into his car.
“Abhi .. Abhi, Pa!” shoot Naura with her sobs that become. His steps staggered following the people who carried Abhi's body into the Jeep car. However, just as he was about to go to the car that brought Abhi, Erik quickly held him back.
“You all right?” erik asked, then carried Naura into a hug, trying to give her calm, from the rage that was engulfing Naura.
“I want to be with Abhi, Pa!” the communication between the two is increasingly disconnected, one asks what, one answers what. Naura was worried about her husband's condition. So unable to concentrate.
Erik who knows how to wipe Naura's body, and deliver her into his car. “One person brought my car!” erik shouted, to three of his men who had been contacted by phone call.
One of them moved into Erik's car. The man asked to immediately take Abhi to the largest and nearest hospital. Erik understood that his son-in-law was injured by gunfire, so it would definitely require surgery.
The car drove away from the uninhabited house. There was nothing left there, the police were still looking for the whereabouts of the fleeing Bogel. Nathan is currently at the police station to be questioned.
“Abhi, Pa!” fuss over Naura as their car drives towards the hospital. Erik who was beside her tried to calm down. Her hand continued to caress Naura's already untidy long hair.
“Think of your condition first, just think of Abhi's condition. He's got a back bullet wound. I hope it doesn't hit his lungs.” Erik explained clearly, which made Naura's cry even more so. The girl tightly hugged the body of the man beside her, evaporating the sadness she was currently experiencing. She doesn't want anything to happen to her husband, let alone Abhi getting hurt for saving him.
It takes fifteen minutes to arrive at the Bogor city public hospital. The medical team swiftly helped Naura and brought a gurney for Abhi who was in the other car.
With a tricked step Naura tried to follow the gurney that brought Abhi's body to the ER room.
“Shootout on his back!” Erik shouted, explaining briefly to the nurse who was carrying Abhi's body. While Naura, although the physical condition is not too severe, she was immediately treated by a guard doctor. Oxygen hoses and infusion needles were ready to be reattached to his body.
“Why should the infusion needle again? Nana right, hate, Pa!” whining, do not want to get entangled in the room that makes it will be more separated from Abhi.
“I'm only injured in the leg, Pa!” Naura kekeh does not want to be installed infusion.
Unconcerned by Naura's ravings, Erik quickly went out to see Abhi's condition. He walked closer to the IGD room. Upon arriving there a doctor approached Erik, the man asked permission to perform surgery, taking the bullet that was still embedded in Abhi's body.
Erik who acted as a family immediately put a signature on the sheet of paper. Ask the doctor to take action immediately.
Erik returned to the ER room where his daughter was. The nurse accidentally gives him a sedative because Naura rebels forcing them to drop into the IGD room.
“Can you please prepare the treatment room?” ask Erik.
“Father please take care of the administration first!” tell her a nurse.
“Can't tomorrow? I won't run away.” Erik looked at the annoyed woman in front of him.
“We just run the procedure, Sir!”
Erik sighed harshly when he heard the nurse's words, it's true that they only follow the rules that have been applied, if he does not obey they will be affected. Erik then reached into his pants pocket, trying to contact the bodyguard who had followed him. Ask them to take care of the administration.
After the administration was over, Erik was called back by the general practitioner who treated Naura. With an indifferent gaze Erik looked towards the woman in front of him. The woman was a night watch doctor at the hospital.
“Pak, my daughter is not seriously injured. We have cleaned the wounds of Father's daughter. But, we have to do monitoring first, who knows there is a collision in the head that causes blood clots. And to do EEG we wait for a specialist first, yes!” the doctor in front of him explained softly.
Erik looked down at the woman in front of him. Try this in Jakarta. Surely he does not need to wait for the doctor to come, once the call is sure the doctor in the hospital will be happy to welcome the request.
“Do now!” he rules.
“Can't, Sir! It's late!” reject the nurse. “Dan—
“Why? Say directly!” sambar Erik, with a sharp gaze full of probing towards the woman in front of him.
“What ... daughter are you pregnant?”
Erik grabbed the stethoscope in the hands of the guard doctor. Then walk closer towards Naura's bed. As a retired obstetrician, at least the knowledge he has not melted down.
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