The Revenge of the President

Chapter 66. Two choices

Still on the same day.

Dave was still sitting in the car, parked in the hospital yard. Still mute with the mind wandering everywhere.

He was very sure, never touched Arshila. Repeatedly, recalling when the moment happened, but not a single shred of it flashed in his memory.

Now there was only one answer, his wife had an affair and slept with another man. Again, one name of the man who made his anger explode perfectly, like a devastating atomic bomb with no residuals.

Tian sat behind the wheel, playing the phone waiting for something from the flat object.

Drt....

"Sir."

His secretary immediately thrust the phone, without opening the contents of the message.

Deg.

The one sitting in the back seat, laughed discordantly. The sound of laughter mixed with raging anger. For a second, he kicked the chair in front of him. Cussing and cursing, no matter who.

Dave glanced out, Mr. Yus got in a parked car not far from them. Looks like the butler will return home. After, the car disappears, Dave comes out of hiding, goes back into the hospital.

"What can I do for you, sir?" The young girl in her white uniform, was nervous about Dave staring at her.

"Prepare the abortion procedure, for my wife."

"What??" the strangler unconsciously.

"You mind?"

"Sorry, Sir. Not that, I mean. Merely, the current state of the miss, is not possible to carry out such an action. He's anemic, it's gonna be dangerous."

"I gave him two days to recover his condition. After, it does!"

The doctor just nodded, looking down, at the end of his shoe.

Until Dave left, he just lifted his head, because he was relieved.

"Leave, we," he ordered Lin's mother, though the woman seemed to object.

His gaze was locked on Arshila, who had been smiling ever since in the ER. The wife, happy with the presence of the baby, which is none other than the result of her affair.

"Evocate!!" he said without a stale base.

It's like hearing a lightning strike in the middle of hot weather. There are no dark clouds or rain spots. Arshila's smile just vanished. It was stuck, as if a stone was stuck in his throat.

"I'll give you a chance to be with him, for two days. After that, throw it away." Dave continued his sentence, ignoring the tears that had poured out on his wife's face.

"Dave." Arshila grabbed the husband's hand, pleading with her prank. "This is our son! Please, don't do that. I know you hate me, but not this kid. I beg!!"

"Don't corner me, as if I'm guilty here. I don't want to raise a child that isn't mine!!" Dave emphasized his sentence firmly.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean!" Pointing at Arshila's shoulder, made the woman take a step back.

"Do you doubt the child in my womb?" Arshila's voice trembled, holding tightness in her chest.

"What do you want me to say? You slept with him and said the boy was mine!"

Plaque.

It was enough, Inner Arshila screamed bitterly. He can't hold it anymore. His heart crumpled holding in lara, which was endless. Is hating him not enough, to the point of sacrificing a child who knows nothing? Doesn't he want his seed to grow, the woman who killed his fiancee?

"Mahaha ...." Arshila laughed and cried. "Certify me! If you don't want it. I will not abort my son! I won't!" Arshila sobbed, her heart throbbing painfully.

"You're mean!" shouts Arshila. "I hate you. All my life, until you kneel down, I will never forgive you!"

Arshila's tears shed, along with her body falling on the floor. His hatred became multiplied and unforgivable. God gave him another child. The child will call her mother. A child who, if hugged, will not cry or rebel.

However, his dream shattered just one word from Dave's mouth. His world seemed to collapse, his two legs as if resting on the mud of life, which pulled him in to the ground.

"Miss." Mother Lin rushed in, after the young master left.

He used Arshila's body to rise above the gurney.

The woman's body trembled violently, her tears melted in cheeks. Mother Lin did not know what had happened, but she could guess.

"Help me, get out of here! I don't want to abort my son!"

"Good, Miss. We're gonna go. Take a break, I'll take care of things."

How could he rest with a raging mind? Chest that feels tight, holding something that can not be stored anymore.

Let him be a vagrant, as long as his son can live. God gave him a complete body. He can use it, to find a halal fortune.

"Miss, everything is ready. I also ordered a taxi."

"I don't want to go home to Lin's mother."

"I understand, Miss. We'll go somewhere far away, until the madam comes back. For a while, you have to hang on."

Arshila nodded. While Lin's mother opened the door, was about to call the doctor to remove the infusion needle. But he came back in.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems, young master knows your thoughts. In front, there were guards guarding the door. We can't go anywhere, Miss."

Arshila turned her body, lying by looking at the window. He had even lost, when he had not started. He returned with his helpless condition. Even so, his determination would not change. He still has to think carefully.

In a different room, the doctor who was treating Arshila was bowed lethargic. He dropped his head on the table.

"Why, deck?" Doctor Sofia, who was sitting in front of him, was confused by the girl who was two years younger than him.

"What should I do, doc? I'm confused." Talking without raising his head. "Is he human? Could be, asking me to have an abortion." The face is lethargic, now looks emotional.

"Actually, what are you talking about?"

"It's about that cruel president!"

"You mean?"

The doctor told him thoroughly, without adding or subtracting his sentence. He said fieryly and added a flash of emotion emanated from his face.

"Waahh! My heart is hot, hear it." Doctor Sofia followed the emotion, squeezing the paper on her desk.

"Now, what should I do?"

"Don't do it stupid! Look for excuses under the pretext of this and that health. It's delicious, don't take responsibility!"

The two doctors had a misunderstanding about the case they were facing. Although, they knew, Arshila's status was an unknown legal wife.

"He gave me two days. What should I tell him, later?"

"Hey, think!" Doctor Sofia pinned down the young doctor's head. "Aren't you a genius! Become a specialist at your age. So, use your brain!"

The young doctor, moved to his desk. Took Arshila's medical records, to be reread. Looking for something that can be used as a shield, to buy time, whether until when.

Read it until tired. Then, come back to conclusions, with a face full of confidence.