The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 95. Turning Point
Chapter 95. Turning Point
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" Even though the end is as if separated, by time and atmosphere not in the ink. But believe me, not one bit of my love for you recedes and changes!"
(Taken from the lyrics of the song EYE ~ One Name Remains to Be Admitted)
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Arya no longer criticizes Abhimanyu, she now focuses on her unconscious mother. With her own hands Arya carried her mother, towards the treatment room.
Abhimanyu is seen correcting the location of his slanted tie, due to a fight that has just occurred. Trying to display a normal face, even though the corner of his lips was bruised due to an attack from Arya.
Bu Kartika momentarily looked at Abhimanyu with an indecipherable gaze, as well as himself. But the next second Bu Kartika scrambled from there. Bastian's after his mother. While Abhimanyu is more into letting it go first.
Do not promise when your heart is filled with happiness, and do not say anything when your heart is overwhelmed with emotions and anger. Because both of them, equally bring regret.
"Your mother!"! bastian said as he ran after his mother. He was also worried, considering his mother also just realized from the stupor earlier.
Raka is silent. Abhimanyu walked over to Raka, "are u ok boy?" abhimanyu rubbed the top of Raka's head.
Raka nodded, though her heart was completely tired. He shouldn't have been treated like that. But apparently, he had to get used to it.
Rania, Wisang, Shinta and Sekar are still standing there. Same as being awkward due to unpleasant events. It was fortunate that they were upstairs, and were in the VIP class. Make not many people know, if the director of Delta Group is in a jotos with Aryan doker.
"O Allah, I saw people fighting this time. I'm horrified!" sekar whispers, but can still be heard by Wisang.
Wisang only sneered, but somehow saw the face of Sekar who was so insecure, the man became anxious.
They waited for more than forty minutes there. During that time, Bu Kartika has not returned. I don't know where that woman went.
" The patient's family?" said the female doctor, who just came out of the action room.
"I'm doc!" Abhimanyu took three steps forward, he also took Raka. Behind him the three men also met Abhimanyu's footsteps.
The doctor put on a confused face, Arya's doctor said that the woman inside was his future wife.
"Guild a minute!" the woman's doctor was about to call someone, Abhimanyu who knows who to look for immediately raised his voice.
"He's my responsibility now, tell me what happened. Don't wait for Arya's doctor!" Abhimanyu spoke in an angry tone. Makes the woman's doctor's guts shrink.
"B-Good sir, come with me!" the doctor stuttered. Even Shinta and Sekar also did not dare to interrupt Abhimanyu's speech.
Abhimanyu looked at the three people behind him, they all nodded as if saying "Go inside!"
As Abhimanyu groped Raka's hand, the boy refused. " I'm here first, Om!" raka pias' face, he's kind of not strong if he has to enter at this time. More precisely, he did not want to hear the doctor's explanation, which must contain things that he did not want.
"Guard Raka first!" abhimanyu.
Wisang gave his thumbs up, as a sign if he agreed.
Abhimanyu entered the room where Dhira lay with a pale face, the woman again paired the infusion to her right hand.
"Sir, Mrs Dhira had a great impact" the doctor said. Abhimanyu glanced at the face of Dhira who was still lying down.
"Fetus no more than three weeks old in her stomach was not saved!" Abhimanyu immediately turned to the doctor with the nude hijab.
"You mean Dhira miscarried?" Abhimanyu is now pias-faced.
The doctor nodded, Abhimanyu's eyes heating up. He looked towards Dhira. He watched for a moment, something suspicious.
Abhimanyu's heart was in unbearable pain. Bak in hujam dagger, more pain dominates the recesses of his heart. The candidate for his flesh blood is gone.
"I just want to convey that, tell the patient slowly. Maybe soon the patient will realize, sir. Excuse me first!"
Abhimanyu heard the doctor's words, and when the door closed. Abhimanyu approached Dhira. He knew that the woman had been conscious from earlier, he saw tears that escaped from the corner of Dhira's eyes in a position still lying.
Abhimanyu's heart ached, "Dhira!" lirih Abhimanyu.Dhira was still silent with a lying position.
"I know you've come to your senses and heard our conversation!"
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Andhira
He had actually realized that from the moment the door opened, he had a little peek from the narrow open net gap.
His heart ached when he heard the doctor's words about the miscarriage he experienced, his body was sick. More heart and feeling.
He was unable to hold back the tears, his defense broke. Why can't he realize he's two-bodied.
She cried.
"Dhir!" call the man he expected.
"I know you've come to your senses and heard our conversation!" Abhimanyu. He was silent for a moment, unable to continue his words.
Those tears just keep dripping. Flowing his temples and bathed his earlobes. He could not bear it, his body shaking violently.
Abhimanyu who saw Dhira crying immediately grabbed Dhira's fingers lying weak. The man showered the back of Dhira's hand with a kiss.
"Hey, don't cry. I'm right here!" Abhimanyu kissed Dhira's forehead.
He still did not dare to open his eyes, an overwhelming feeling of shame dominated him. I don't know what the world is saying to him right now. Is she also nothing more than a ja*lang, who was carrying a baby from another man when he was about to get married. Again, he must bear the stigma.
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Abhimanyu
His heart trembled as he reached for Dhira's weak fingers. He knew the woman was dead.
"Hey, don't cry. I'm right here!" Abhimanyu kissed Dhira's forehead.
He gently rubbed Dhira's hair. The woman still did not open her eyes. Makes Abhimanyu more depressed.
Abhimanyu half-bent, then kissed Dhira's lips. He was crying too. Yes, he cried while landing a kiss on Dhira.
The lips were still sweet, just like the first time Abhimanyu grabbed them with passion the other day. The kiss she missed so much.
Dhira was still crying, not daring to say. They kissed each other with tears. Even the salty taste was there because the tears, too, slipped into their lips.
"I'm sorry Dhir, I'm sorry!" Abhimanyu whispered the word in Dhira's ear, he kissed Dhira's forehead affectionately. Really, he won't let Dhira get out of his life again. Whatever way.
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Ms. Hana is awake, she is in her son's special room. "Auwwhhh" Bu Hana felt dizzy, he circulated his gaze. He nodded to get off the bed.
"Mama!" said Arya who tiptoed from her seat, because she saw her conscious mother.
"Aryan!" bu Hana's grim look was on her bruised son's face. A moment later the woman's body shook. His heart is mixed, between not accepting his son in Hajar, also the feeling of fear because Arya has made Dhira wretched.
Bu Hana's body was shaking violently, Arya hugged the body of the woman who gave birth to her, tightly. Arya had shrunk her tears. He was always powerless when he saw his mother grieving.
"Yes..!" call Ms. Hana. Arya instantly let go of her embrace.
"Release Dhira...!" Ms. Hana looked at her son's eyes that were already flooded by the clear liquid.
"Ma.." Arya looked at her mother grimly.
"You deserve to be happy with the woman who loves you, as well as Dhira. He deserves to be happy with the man he loves. And it's not you!" bu Hana's tears escaped, pouring out without pause.
Arya bowed. His gaze was pounded on the blue mat, which his mother still used to sit on. Jaw hardens.
"Let her go Arya!" said Bu Hana cupping her son's face.
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Bastian was confused by the attitude of his mother, who kept crying without even looking at him.
" Buk, until when do you want to be here?" Bastian still faithfully sat beside Bu Kartika who stared at the nanar urban expanse, which can be seen from the fifth floor of the hospital building.
Bu Kartika feels the deepest part is destroyed, so knowing the fact that Dhira apparently contains seeds from the Aryasatya family. He has no direction at this time. He was so disappointed in his daughter.
"If you continue like this, pity my brother Dhira buk!"
"Sir Dhira is sick there!" Bastian was getting impatient.
"Until when is mom selfish? brother Dhira this way because obey the wishes of ibuk. They love each other buk. I shouldn't have made a lot of hearts hurt here. Brother Dhira, Mr. Abhimanyu, mas Arya, Bu Hana, Raka. I even buk!" Bastian gasped for breath, for the sake of venting his heart.
Bu Kartika cried, sobbing as his body shook violently. His head was dizzy, he could not think clearly.
"Bring me home Bast!"
Bastian widened his eyes.
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