The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 160. Sadness
Chapters 160. Sadness
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"Where is the sir, the morning dew conscience. The usually friendly, now burning hearts!"
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Ebiet G Ade ~ You listen to my complaint)
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Laughing in his heart. She was afraid that she would be eaten by her husband that night. Given the size of important objects belonging to Wisang that he accidentally never hit the edge of the day. Would it be enough if not, when entering his narrow burrow.
But apart from that, he wanted to find out because Danan was rewarded with raw bogem by her husband, before he invited Wisang to tear him apart that morning.
And like getting a suggestion from a magician, Wisang accelerated the rhythm of his bath. His dirty brain had already flown through the icy boundary, imagining erotic scenes between himself and Sekar. Moreover, for months he had not dived into the sea of pleasure.
His manhood seems increasingly challenged when with his wife. Wisang mutilated the foam in his body in a hurry. He belies his bathing ritual by brushing his teeth, gargling with mouthwash, then ria, while reflecting the scent of his breath into his palm.
Steady!.
With vigor he swung the bathroom door, but when he came out, his face was grim.
His wife looks good.
" God!!!" Instant wisang hopeless.
" Is it just me, the man who's getting tormented after marriage?" with ruffled waist, Wisang monologued with a grim face durja.
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Bhakti Husada Hospital
At 07. 37
Richard looked seriously at the results of Rangga's CT scan. Seen blockage in the autonomic region of his brain. Apparently his fear was proven.
" What about female patients?" richard asked the female nurse in front of him.
" The patient was not aware of the doctor, but all of them showed better results!" the nurse explained.
Richard went straight to the place where Shinta was taken care of. They were treated in a room with the same number.
Shinta's pale face now looks asleep, the woman has also been wearing a special dress patient light blue.
Richard examined Shinta, a normal heartbeat and several other tests that he felt were still on the verge of normalcy. Merely, some of the bruises on his face had now turned blue. There was a sense of concern seeping into the doctor's heart.
And a second later, Shinta's hand seemed to move. More precisely the woman's index day.
" Doctor patient response!" look at the nurse who saw Shinta's finger move.
Richard immediately looked at Shinta who looked immediately opened his eyes. The woman began to open both her senses.
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Shinta
When he woke up he felt his whole body ache, and his head was so heavy. The medicinal aroma instantly pierced his nose for a moment, he was well aware of this special scent. The hospital aroma.
While collecting flashes of his memories that were still scattered, he tried to scan one by one the foreign faces in front of him. The man in the handsome-faced white suit, as well as a neat woman who was standing right behind the doctor, now also he looked at.
The two smiled at him.
" Auuwwwhhh!!" Shinta complained because when she tried to wake up, her head suddenly hurt.
" Lay down first, ma'am!" the nurse approached him.
" I'm in this hospital?" Shinta asked while still closing her eyes, the woman felt not strong even to sit.
" Right, I'm in Bhakti Husada's hospital!" the nurse answered gently.
" Mom, you've come to your senses from fainting. I'll check first, okay?"
Richard shone both of Shinta's eyes with a small flashlight, then attached a stethoscope to the woman's chest, and asked the nurse to check her blood pressure again.
Richard nodded steadily, he could not believe Shinta could be that strong. Tensional normal. Even for the size of the accident victim.
While looking at the two alien humans in front of it, a flash of Shinta's memory goes back to the events of a few hours ago. He now remembers, if he had just had an accident. His consciousness is perfect.
" My husband's doctor?" Shinta widened her eyes, becoming riled up and panicked instantly.
" Soak Mom!!" said the nurse.
" Mom, where is my husband, I want to see how he is!!" Shinta panicked not overcast. Now he really realized, if he and Rangga had experienced a disaster together.
" Calm down, ma'am, my mother's husband is here. You need to calm down, let me help!" Richard took over mild healing trauma for a while.
" Sus, flanked by wheel chair!" Richard's Word.
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Rangga and Shinta are actually still in one room, only there is a kind of dividing door, which is connected to a connector door.
Richard helped Shinta who still looked so pale with a clear aura of panic.
" You must calm down Mom, I'll take you to your husband's place!" said Richard.
The doctor even pushed Shinta with his own hands. The nurse was astonished. Did the accident victims belong to the important class, so get special treatment from Richard?
" Please!" Richard invited Shinta to sit down, shortly after the wheelchair was ready.
As Shinta was carefully seated, the nurse was seen carrying an infusion that was still connected to Shinta's left arm.
Richard gently pushed Shinta, the woman looking silent and sad-faced with bruises here and there.
" The door is sus!" richard.
The nurse opened the connector door in a position still holding Shinta's infusion ampoule. Shinta felt weak at that moment, she saw a room that was exactly the same as the room she had occupied earlier. Neither color nor size. The only difference is the amount of equipment attached to the body of her husband.
And a large oxygen tube, which was to the left of her husband's bed.
Shinta's eyes immediately warmed up as soon as she saw a dish she never expected to happen. Shinta was really hit.
" The Rangga!" shinta's voice trembled at that moment, her body grew limp and her knees suddenly wavy. Her heart thumped as she looked at her now weakly lying helpless husband.
Richard brought Shinta closer to Rangga. He also touched the blue there, even the sister who is still faithful to hold the ampoule infusion, seen shrinking the corner of his eyes.
" What is Rangga?!" call him again in a sitting position on a wheelchair. She saw her husband's pale face with a breathing apparatus attached to his nose, and she was seen wearing the same clothes as him.
Shinta's tears flooded her cheeks, the woman's shoulders trembling in tears. The baper sister, gently rubbed Shinta's back. Trying to give strength to patients who are being overwhelmed by distress and sadness.
" Mother's husband had a great impact on his head. Let's just pray that he can get through his critical period!" richard's light seemed also dissolved in the novelty.
Shinta tried to grab her husband's right hand. Rangga's face looks bonyok here and there. Even her husband's arm was injured.
" Daddy, wake up!!!" Shinta was at her joint point that morning.
" Dok, can my husband regain consciousness?" without looking at Richard, Shinta asked as she wept looking at her husband.
Richard breathed heavily.
" I can't be sure Mom. But, often interacting with patients who are in a coma, such as inviting him to talk can be one of the efforts that can be done!" bright Richard.
" Just pray, may there be miracles of the mighty!"
And without them noticing, a man's pair of eyes saw and listened to all the talk from behind the connector's door. The man was stunned for a while.
It was powerless to see Shinta who looked so devastated in front of the weakly drooping Rangga helplessly. His heart suddenly felt that.
What is the doctrine that love should not have it still relevant or even contradictory in the dictionary of his life?
The man was suddenly riled up with himself, a pinch of regret sneaking into his heart. Why did he have to go back to that hospital, what was the basis for him to have to go back there??
He was nobody at the time.
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