
"Satpam, get me the gurney right away ! Someone's been shot." Aris immediately shouted at a security guard who was on duty once they reached the hospital.
"Suster, take the patient to operating room 3 immediately !!" decreed Aris.
With his condition is not good, Aris can no longer deliver Citra to the operating room. With a pale face and coughing, Aris sat in the front lobby trying to contact Aksa.
"Aksa, Image shot. He was drained of blood and unconscious now ! Papa has asked the nurse to take him to operating room 3. Go there !!" Aris's panicking.
"What ?! Okay, Aksa's there now, Pa !" said Aksa full of panic and big question marks what happened and why his wife could be shot.
"Dimas, come with me to the operating room now ! Sister, immediately prepare the A+ blood bag and take it to the operating room 3." Aksa said.
"What's up, Sa ?" tanya Dimas who was panicking saw Aksa's panic.
"Partner shot !!" he answered while running to the operating room where Citra was while Dimas also ran beside her.
The cold sweat on his forehead was pouring down heavily due to nervousness, worry and also fear if anything happened to his wife and prospective children.
His hands trembled as he began to hold the surgical equipment and would begin bullet retrieval surgery on Citra's body.
"Sa, are you sure you can do it ? Because if you're nervous it'll be fatal. Let me lead the operation this time." Said the worried Dimas seeing Aksa who was so nervous.
"No, I can still. She's my wife. I must be able to save the lives of my wife and our future son." replied Aksa sure.
"All right !! Breathe in, calm yourself, we're starting !!" Timpal Dimas's.
The bullet recovery operation went well. Although the location of the bullet is rather deep, but it does not take long, Aksa has managed to remove the bullet lodged in his wife's body.
The operation this time was very stressful. The condition of Citra who is pregnant and unconscious and lost a lot of blood, added Aksa with her psychological condition that is unstable insist on leading the operation.
"How about, Dimas ? Is Citra okay ?" Aris immediately approached Dimas when he saw him coming out of the operating room.
"Thank God we have many of the same blood supplies as Citra's blood type. So we can immediately perform surgery to remove the bullet from his body. And again, the gunshot wound was not particularly dangerous as it was far from an important organ. Being in the left corner approaching the shoulder." Dimas.
"Where is Aksa ? Why doesn't he look ?" Aris asked looking at the door of the operating room that had been closed again.
"He is still inside accompanying his unconscious wife." Dimas replied briefly.
"Well sir, I'm saying goodbye to my room first, there's another patient waiting." Pamit Dimas on Aris.
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"Sir Roy, where are you sir ? The image was shot by an unknown person. Two of the perpetrators I took out and I took them to your house for interrogation." Lena calls Roy while driving to Roy's house.
"What ? Image shot ? Then how's it going ?" Suddenly Roy was shocked when he heard the report from Lena.
"May be well. Direct image brought by Mr. Aris to the hospital where Pak Aksa." Answer Lena.
"Okay, I'm home now !" close Roy.
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"Pa, how did this happen ? Why can Citra be with papa ? Did papa plan all this ?" question after question rained down on Aris after they met after the operation.
Plakkp...!
"How could you think like that ? Does papa look like a criminal, huh ?!" Aris was furious. When he also felt very worried, he was accused of his own son as the mastermind of the incident that befell Citra.
For a moment Aris tried to calm himself. Take a deep breath and exhale slowly.
"Look at the chronology. Papa invited Citra home to speak with four eyes. We talked in the park. As papa got out of his seat, the image was suddenly shot from the front." Aris explained.
"Who wants Citra's death ? Only Amanda and Papa don't like the image." Aksa was still wondering full of emotions.
"Please yourself first. It seems their main target is not Citra. Because after learning that Citra was shot and taken to the hospital, they still chased from behind and shot at papa's car blindly. Fortunately a woman who went along with Citra could handle them." Terang Aris's.
"What ?! That is, the target is papa ? But who is papa's enemy ? Isn't your relationship okay with anyone ?" Aksa seems to still not believe his papa story.
"If you don't believe me, please call the woman. You must know him, right ?" aris.
Aksa immediately contacted Lena. And in just one call, Lena immediately answered the call.
"Hallo, Lena...!"
"Yes sir, how is Bu Citra doing, sir ? Is he safe ?" Lena forgot who the boss was. He even asked a lot of questions to Aksa that should have been turned upside down.
"He survived !! How did the shooting happen ? Then why don't you take Citra to the hospital ? Isn't that your job, ensuring the security of Citra, huh ?!" With a high tone Aksa scolded Lena.
"Sorry sir, Citra wanted to speak privately with Mr. Aris, so I watched him from a distance. While I was escorting Bu Citra to the hospital, there were two motorcyclists who chased and shot at Aris's car from behind. I had to stop them first." Bright Lena.
"Then how did it happen ? Has anyone been caught ?" Ask Aksa.
"Yes sir, two of them I managed to catch. And now I'm taking them to Mr. Roy's house for us to interrogate who told them to." Lena replied.
"alright. Find out well who is behind the shooting and what their motives are. Call me soon again later. It seems that Citra is conscious." Aksa's orders immediately turn off her phone.
Seeing that Aksa was done with her phone, Aris immediately approached Aksa.
"How about, Aksa ?" Ask Aris.
"Two of them got caught, Pa." he replied in a raucous voice, feeling guilty for accusing his own father.
"Right papa said, it seems like their target is not Citra, but papa !! But who are they ?" Aksa wonders.
"Papa doesn't know either." answered Aris glaring, thinking who the person who wanted his death was.
"Sorry Pa, it looks like Citra is conscious. We'll talk about it later." Pungkas Aksa wants to see his wife immediately.
"Take care of your wife !!!" aris patted his son's shoulder.
While Aksa just nodded and immediately passed from before Aris.
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