The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Amalia is wounded

Angga grabbed his phone in his pocket, after which he called his lawyer to remove the case from the police.

"I've dropped the case, now let go of my wife!!" The scream of Angga followed the loose laughter of Valentino.

"It's not that easy, if you look around your wife is beautiful too. I'll have fun with him." Valentino's words made Angga's blood boil. So that he could no longer control himself and ran up to the two of them.

"Don't try stepping or I don't hesitate to scratch your wife's throat!!!" valentino shouted back one step.

"Take him off, you son of a bitch!!!! I have done your command. Now let her go." Angga kept asking for Valentino to release his wife. But that man is indeed cunning and greedy. While dragging Amalia behind Valentino took the woman in a room.

"Let go! Release." Amalia tried to rebel. But not ignored by Valentino.

"Valentinoe... Let go of my wife!!!!" Shouted Angga frustrated. He's really Dejavu now. Angga could only ruffle his hair.

Valentino's movements stopped, when Kevin who was not far from him, staggering to kick his hand which was still carrying a knife, until the knife fell on the floor. Feeling that there was a gap Angga immediately approached him and hit him until Amalia was free from him. Everything in that place was involved in a fistfight. With one-on-one opponents.

Amalia was looking for a safe place for herself. Angga beat Valentino until he fell on the floor. Not far from where she fell, the knife she used to grip Amalia was there. Unwittingly by Angga, Valentino swept the knife and stood up, then he immediately punched the knife in the stomach of Angga, but unfortunately Valentino's movement was known by Amalia, quickly the woman blocked Angga's body with her body so that the knife should have hit Angga's stomach. Now the knife stuck in Amalia's stomach.

Fresh blood flowed in that place, along with that Amalia's body collapsed in the hands of Angga.

"Darling!!!!!" Shouted Angga hysterically. Amalia was still holding her stomach with a knife. A moment later the police fired their guns into the air as a warning, so there was no movement from them. The police quickly secured Valentino and his men.

Delon ran over to Angga and Amalia. The man was no less surprised, so he trembled to see his sister had already drooped suffocatingly drenched in blood.

"Hurry up and call the Ambulance!!!" delon shouted at anyone who was in that place.

"Beliness." Angga stood up and carried his wife's body, shouting, "sad you have to endure. Don't leave me. Baby!!!" Angga kept running carrying Amalia out of the place, followed by Delon and the others. Delon swiftly opened the car door, and helped Angga to get in with his sister. After they both came in. Delon diverted the driver. He took Angga's car to the nearest hospital. Niko's car just tailed behind her.

Somewhere else.

Azka who was having lunch accompanied by bi Lastri, suddenly her hand nudged a glass on the table. The glass fell to the floor and broke. At the same time the cry of Azka made bi Lastri. "Mother!!!!!The Hua... Hua .." Hearing his grandson crying, Mr. Dwi and Ms. Renata came straight over. "Azka wants mother..mother..huahuaa.."

"What's Bi?" asked Bu Renata who directly carried her grandson.

"Den Azka dropped her glass, she called out to Lady Amalia" explained Ms Lastri, after which she ran back to pick up a broom and a trash can to clean up the broken glass.

"Honey, Azka Grandma's handsome granddaughter. We're out yuk! Find some ice cream." Ms. Renata tries to distract Azka from calling her mother.

"Pa, I don't feel good. Do not-do something happen to them," Ms Renata told her husband.

"Papa try to contact Angga, how they are," continued Bu Renata asked her husband to contact her son. Without waiting any longer, Mr. Dwi was busy with his phone.

"Azka wants mommy, mau mama," whined the boy did not stop crying.

"Yes dear. We'll see you later, yeah!!" said Ms. Renata to calm her granddaughter. But Azka was like there was already a bad feeling to the mother so that various ways done by Bu Renata to calm the child did not work.

"Where, Pa?" Mr. Dwi nibbled his temple.

"Not lifted, Ma!"

"Astaghfirullah, may nothing happen to them." Azka continued to cry and would not be silent. The boy is becoming. To the extent that Ms. Renata was defeated to face the fussiness of her granddaughter. And was replaced by Mr. Dwi who mobilized his ideas so that his grandson did not fuss anymore. But it did not seem to work, until the child was tired crying and sleeping in his grandfather's arms.

At the same time. Ms. Leha who was a little longing for a sudden photo of Amalia who stuck to the floor to break the glass frame. "Astaghfirullahalladzim, what is this?" Hearing Bu Leha's shout invited the attention of Sapta sir who had just entered the house.

"What's the matter Ma?" Mr. Sapta immediately approached Ms. Renata who was cleaning the broken glass frame of the photo.

"Picture Am, fall sir," replied Ms. Renata. "I don't feel good Mom, Pa. Something happened to our son!" Ms. Renata held onto her chest that was pounding erratically.

"Yes, papa feels the same Ma. Let's call Angga, has he managed to free Amalia from her captors." Miss Renata nodded. After that Mr. Sapta played his phone and contacted his daughter-in-law. But got no reply. "Not appointed, Ma." Pak Sapta let out a long breath. "Hopefully nothing happened to them" he continued, and in aamiin right by Bu Leha.

On the way to the hospital. The blood in Amalia's stomach was still seeping up on Angga's clothes. A cold sweat thread was already visible on the side of the woman's forehead. His body was getting colder as well. Amalia's circumstances make Angga worried. "Darling, you have to be strong... Honey don't stay with me and Azka!!!" Angga kissed his wife's hands. Slowly the woman's eyes opened. She smiled at the sight of her husband there. "Sweet you're aware. Baby!!!" Angga looked pleased, but he also panicked as Amalia's face grew pale. "You must be strong, for the sake of our child," said Angga holding tightly the woman's hand.

"Sa-who's sorry for me." The woman returned unconscious. Anga also screamed so.

"Darling, wake up baby. Amalia!!!!"

The car reached the nearest hospital from the scene. Some nurses pushed the cage into their car. With the help of the nurse, Amalia's body was successfully removed from the car. They then pushed the cage towards the ER.

"Darling you must be strong!!!!" Angga unceasingly strengthened Amalia, until they reached the chamber. They must separate. Amalia was brought inside. Angga wanted to come inside but was prevented by the nurse on duty.

"Sorry sir, you better wait outside." Delon grabbed her brother-in-law's shoulder and took her to a chair across the room.

"We wait here, Ngga. Amalia will be fine." Delon embraced his brother-in-law's shoulders and strengthened Angga.

"You need to calm down. We pray that Amalia will be safe, yes!" Seeing the uneasiness of his brother-in-law made Delon open his voice.

But Delon's words were ignored by the man. Angga still remains back and forth, walking in the same place. His steps stopped when the doctor came out of the room. Angga immediately approached the doctor and asked the state of his wife.

"How's my wife doing, Doc?" ask Angga please worry.

"His puncture wound was deep enough to hit the internal organs of the Father's wife. We're going to have an operation to save your wife" the doctor explained.

"Do it! Do your best for my wife!!" said Angga still with his worries.

"Well, if that's it. We'll get everything ready." The doctor went back inside to prepare for his patient's surgery.

While Angga, with a longing he sat next to Delon. With a blank look, he stared at the floor of the place. A few seconds later the phone rings. Apparently a call from his papa. Angga immediately lifted it.

"Why, how? Where are you guys now?" pick up Mr. Dwi from behind his phone.

"They're in the hospital, Pa. Amalia was stabbed by Valentino," Angga replied in a heavy voice.

"Inalillahi, yes papa will be there now!!" Mr. Dwi hung up on me. He immediately told his wife about the state of his daughter-in-law.

"O Allah Pa, how Amelia is now." The reaction of Bu Renata who was so panicked heard the news.

"Papa doesn't know yet, Ma. We're going there now. We bring Azka too, Bi Lastri will be troubled if the child is fussy again." Mr. Dwi took the contact of his car that was on the middle room table. While Ms. Renata, she went to Azka's room to wake the child.

"Azka, baby! Wake baby!" call Ms. Renata when she's in Azka's bed. He patted his grandson's cheek so that the child would wake up from his sleep. It seemed like the effects of fatigue to the point that there was not the slightest movement from the child. "Geez, pity you baby. You must be tired, Azka woke up, baby. We'll see Ama mama, yuk!!!" Hearing the name of his mother, the boy immediately opened his eyes.

"Grandmother, where's Mother?" asked Azka innocently.

"We're going to the hospital, baby!" ma Renata answered, lifting up her grandson's body.

"Huaaaaa mama Azka is sick.huaaaaa." The boy's cry broke again. Ms. Renata immediately took Azka out to the garage to get to the hospital.

On the way, the boy was still crying. They made the couple panic. They finally arrived at the hospital. Amalia's place in the hospital. Niko was already waiting for their arrival, and directly drove her to Angga's place.

"Dad!!! Where's mommy?" azka shouted running towards her father. The man immediately welcomed his son. Before speaking to Azka, Angga wiped away the remains of her tears. And a little calmed down.

"Mother is inside, baby. Mother is still treated by a doctor. We'll wait here, then yeah!" Azka nodded obediently.

Pak Dwi's views are centered on Delon. The man accused of murdering his son, the man sentenced by him. The same, Delon also looked at the face of Mr. Dwi carefully. But there is no hate in it.

"Sir Dwi, how are you?" greet Delon friendly. The middle-aged man was so stunned to see Delon's hospitality to him, after what he had done to Delon.

"Alhamdulillah, well," replied Mr. Dwi with a trembling voice.

Mr. Dwi had thought about why the man was there. Are they no longer having any business. A few questions flashed through the middle-aged man's mind.

Finally, Pak Dwi approached Angga and Delon. Same with Miss Renata. Delon gave his place to Pak Dwi and chose to stand because the bench available there was not enough for them to sit. "Thank you," said Mr. Dwi to Delon, the man just smiled and nodded in return thanks from Mr. Dwi.

"Where's Amalia doing, no?" asked Mr. Dwi to turn to look at his son.

"Amalia is undergoing surgery, because the puncture is a bit deep so that it hits the organs in Amalia's body," explained Angga they both sighed heavily.

"We pray for the recovery of Amalia" said Delon.

"Dad, Azka wanted to pray at the mosque. Azka wants the mother's bial prayer to heal quickly," said the boy looked at his father's face.

Angga's heart was so touched, seeing the intelligence and sincerity of his son. Angga stroked his son's hair and said, "yes, we go to mushola together." Azka nodded.

Angga lifted himself from that chair. He would take his son to pray at the hospital mosque. Previously, he paid a farewell to his brother-in-law and both his parents. "Pa, Ma, Kak, Angga, take Azka to mushola first."

"Ngga, I'm coming. More and more people are praying for my sister. The sooner God heals him." Angga nodded, the three of them finally went towards the mushola leaving Bu Renata and pak Dwi at that place.

But something was stirring up the middle-aged man's mind. When I heard Delon's last words. Sister, the word is ringing in the mind of Mr. Dwi. After that he began to connect with the events they were going through until he concluded. Amalia, Delon's sister. Son of Saptaradja, his enemy first.

Mr. Dwi's mind went awry. He guessed the problem himself. Until Bu Renata's question disperse his daydream.

"Pa, who was that guy? He's not Niko, is he? Niko picked us up earlier, and then she left here?" cecar Bu Renata is full of inquiries. Mr. Dwi let out a long breath. He was also confused as to how to explain his wife about the man. All he knows is that Delon is a suspect who was acquitted of not guilty of the death of his first child.

"Papa kok diem, anyway!"

"Papa doesn't know, Ma!" kilah pak Dwi resigned. He still could not tell the truth to his wife. Afraid that his wife would panic suddenly if she knew the truth. He can't, if that happens. It might be true what Angga said, not to tell his mother first.