The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 166. Painful Speech
Chapters 166. Painful Speech
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" In laughter it seems that the heart can languish. And joy, it could end in grief"
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Mr. Ali Ruchi
When he managed to set foot on the ground floor of the largest private hospital in the city, he could not help his wife who seemed impatient to immediately ask the reception desk.
" The mother of the patient on behalf of Rangga Pambudi is where yes. Emmm the new patient was in an accident!" said Bu Nisa who is really nervous tends to be in a hurry.
The woman in a white uniform and had the name tag 'Megawati', instantly turned her gaze towards her monitor screen in front of her. Check and search for the patient's name mentioned earlier.
" A husband and wife accident victim, ma'am?" megawati said verify.
" Yes, right!" sir Ali was quick. Rangga's father was suddenly also choked.
" He's in the VIP room on the tenth floor, Melati room 11, sir. You can take the elevator over there!"
Megawati explained in a friendly and polite tone. It seems like the service excellent lesson was really applied to the hijab woman.
After saying his thanks, he dragged his wife to the elevator which was a few meters from where he stood.
He pressed the button to the number spoken by Megawati earlier. " Mama please hold your own Mama!" he commemorates his wife. While the commemorated busy massaging his forehead that feels dizzy.
Mr. Ali still faithfully dragged his hardcase suitcase, towards the next corridor, when the elevator was open. The old man now observes every name listed in front of the neat and beautiful lined spaces.
One by one writing Melati 01 to the last number in the other row, they looked at. And when a piece of writing that he was looking for now could be clearly read by them, Ms. Nisa immediately charged in without knocking on the door.
It made him afraid that his wife was overdoing it. Moreover, his wife was always overprotective to Rangga from the first.
"Where's my son????!!!!" his wife said with a screech.
And his fear is now proven.
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Ms. Nisa was seen dumping the suitcase and bag she was carrying earlier in front of the entrance to Shinta and Rangga's room.
Ms. Nisa's heart really can't be defined anymore. The woman was afraid, anxious, panicked, wanted to get angry and have negative thoughts to Shinta.
However, when he saw Shinta who was also fitted with an infusion hose, and bruises were also carved on the beautiful face of his daughter-in-law, he slightly lowered the tension of his rage.
" Mr...!" Mr. Ali tried to warn his wife.
" Why could this be? Where's rangga?" Miss Nisa suddenly pitched softly to Shinta. However, he still showed more anxiety to his son.
" It's next to ma, mas Rang...!" shinta's words hang because they were first struck by her mother-in-law's words.
" Come on Pa, can we meet Rangga?" Ms. Nisa is shaking her husband's arm in a quick motion . Three men there are even pounding each other. Even if they don't know anything.
" For a moment, son!" pak Ali patted the arm of his mantel who was sitting while accompanied by two people who he himself did not know who the five people were there.
Shinta nodded while smiling at Pak Ali who was getting away because of his steps in the carriage by his wife.
Shinta's heart aches. Isn't it worth worrying about, too. Or even asked for a moment. Why was her mother-in-law always so selfish. Shinta became melancholy.
Dhira who saw the change in the look of Shinta's face now rubbed Shinta's back slowly.
" Patience...!" whiskey Dhira slowly.
Shinta's room was very large. There was one sofa near the exit, and another set of sofas to the left of Shinta's bed. The best class rooms are provided, because the name Abhimanyu who also contributed there.
" That was Shinta's father-in-law?" whispered Wisang.
" like!" sahut Abhimanyu. While Danan is still faithful looking at the look on Shinta's face that looks moody.
" Masa' entered play ngeloyor aja. We are not considered, what are we? wind?" Wisang grumbling. More precisely the protest will be the attitude of Ms. Nisa.
" CK...lu can not be? it's natural that he is. His name is parent to child. I'm the one who's not Rangga's concerned!" tukas Danan who began to resent with Wisang.
Wisang was silent for a moment. Yes right, especially he himself has seen the state of Rangga that is so alarming.
" Dhir.help me get down, I want to meet my father-in-law!" shinta insisted. His feet still hurt when he walked. The wound on his calf had also still not dried up.
" But Shin..." Dhira of course refused, his best friend was still very weak.
" Please ...!" Shinta looked at Dhira with a pleading face.
Dhira who saw Sekar also gave rise to the grim look, finally had no other choice.
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Next room
Bu Novi and Pak Ali were very surprised by the situation of his son. Why did it get to that. A pale face, a scuffed face, a bandaged head, and with a lot of medical equipment attached to the body of his son, who they themselves did not know the name of the tool.
Ms. Nisa cried and kissed her unconscious son's face. Mr. Ali seemed to sigh and try to strengthen himself. Repeatedly the retired TNI swallows his saliva. Hardening the jaw to prevent the outpouring of sadness.
He who was a former soldier, was used to heartbreaking scenery like this time. However, another sense arises because the helpless one is his son. Meat blood.
And as the two of them were still wailing in tears, the connector door was seen swinging. Their eyes clashed on Shinta and the two women who helped push Shinta, who were seen coming towards where they were.
" Sorry Pa Shinta!" he said with a trembling voice as he reached his father-in-law.
Sekar who pushed Shinta suddenly also felt tightness. Dhira who was holding the infusion ampoule let out a short sigh. It also dissolves in sadness.
" What happened, son, why did it get this way?" pak Ali quietly looked at his son-in-law. The man humanized Shinta more than his wife.
Oh if Rangga realized, can be sure he will be angry with his mother.
" It should have been Rangga did not marry you. The barren woman, who now even keeps my son wretched. You're just making my son shit!!" Miss Nisa suddenly like an infidelity person.
" Yes!!" Mr. Ali raised his voice because his wife had spoken so late.
Sekar and Dhira immediately rounded his eyes. The two women could not believe that the woman with a lot of gray hair was blurting out scathing words for Shinta.
Shinta closed her eyes at this moment, she permeated Bu Nisa's words deeply. He tried to strengthen his heart with the repeated verbal attacks.
Her father-in-law cursed her with such cruel and hurtful words. Is all this under his control? if she could choose, she wanted to be the perfect woman in this world.
" Mommy stop not being like this!" Ali is losing patience.
" Let pa, let him know. Listen if until my son why-why later. You are the one I blame the most!" Miss Nisa has lost her sanity. He continues to blame Shinta for the tragedy that befell his son.
" Mama already, this is the hospital. Please take care of my words!". Mr. Ali started to be angry. His wife was really unruly.
" Papa still keeps losing him Pa? see our son Pa? Ms. Nisa even quarreled with her husband in front of the body of her son who was still in a coma.
" Our own son is here, while he's in contact with a lot of people there!" Ms. Nisa seemed to be bored when she said.
" What kind of wife are you to let her unconscious husband alone!!" Her mother-in-law continued to attack her with words that hit her heart in a row.
Whether his in-laws are blind, so can not see the fact that Shinta is also experiencing a rather severe injury. His legs are still very sore and difficult to move. He also had a mild concussion, his whole body was also crumpled, overall he was also sick.
" I'm sorry Mom but Shita...!" feeling that the words of Rangga's mother were passing, Dhira then spoke up.
" Shut up, I'm not talking to you!" Miss Nisa yelled at Dhira. Makes the woman jump.
But soon after...
" Who do you dare yell at my wife?
A heavy voice that was so intimidating could be heard saying there.
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