The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Sacrifice

Next day. Today was the day Amalia was discharged from the hospital. In a VIP room, Amalia's hospitalization, the atmosphere stiffened even more. There was an argument between Angga and Pak Sapta.

Bu Leha had prevented her husband from returning to Jakarta. As powerful as he could, he forbade. But it did not work, it made a quarrel between the husbands. Finally, Bu Leha chose to give up and let her husband to go to Jakarta. The goal is only one, pick up Amalia to be brought back to Bogor.

"Pa, Amalia is still Angga's legal wife. Angga has the right to bring her home!!" salak Angga who began to be hooked.

"But in a moment, no! I'll have Amalia separate from you!!?" gertak Pak Sapta is selfish.

Amalia could only cry as much as she could see the two of them fighting. He didn't think that his father would behave like that. If she had to choose, she just wanted to go home with her husband.

"Pa, Papa don't be selfish. Poor Amalia!!!" lerai Delon made her Papa understand.

"Now, we're home!!!!!" Sapta's father forced Amalia's hand to come with him.

"Pa, Am please. Let Am go home feeling husband, Am!" rintih Amalia. Pak Sapta stopped his steps, his eyes glaring sharply at Amalia's face, like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey.

"You! You'd rather follow your husband, Am. Instead of coming with Papa!!!!" Her anger mounts, as Amalia chooses to return home with Angga. "Where is your devotion to Papa!!!!! You chose to live with the son of a mafia like him!!!!" he continued shouting loudly while pointing at Angga's face.

"Yes, Papa is leaving!!!! But don't expect you to set foot in Papa's house!!!" Pak Sapta immediately went from there and stepped wide towards the outside. Amalia quickly pursued her Papa.

"Pa!!!! Papa!!!!" his screams were half-run on the tail by Angga and Delon.

"Darling, you just got well. Don't run, baby!!?!" pekik Angga commemorates his wife. But it seemed that Amalia no longer paid any heed to her body. He continued to pursue his Papa who was almost away.

"But, Papa! I have to go after Papa!!!!" Amalia knew that if her father was angry, no one would dare to resist. But now it was different, he was not disobedient to his Papa. But, the duty of a married woman is to obey the orders of her husband.

Mr. Sapta kept his legs wide, until he reached the hospital yard. From the left direction there was a black MPV car speeding towards him, the car was carrying an emergency patient. And Mr. Sapta did not realize that, until the car almost hit him. The horn of the car sounded loud. Until someone pushed Pak Sapta's body away from the place, and that person was hit.

Brakhhhhh.

"Father!!!!!" a woman shouted not far from the place after the screams of a small child.

"Grandfather!!!! Huhuhuhoo!!!"

"Dwi!!? You must be aware of Dwi!!!! The wi!!! sober up!!! Hurry up and bring him inside!!!!" he cried out for help to everyone who was there. Three male nurses brought a gurney from the hospital. Ms. Renata and Azka cried bitterly at the accident her husband had experienced.

After Mr. Dwi's body was cut up, and laid to the gurney. They immediately brought him inside. "Dwi...Dwi... Dwi!?!" Pak Sapta continued to say those words as he traveled to bring Pak Dwi's body to the IGD room.

Angga, who saw her father lying in a gurney covered in blood, shouted hysterically. "Papa!!?? What happened to him?" Angga's question no one answered. Until they get to the IGD room. The three nurses took him inside. Leave Angga and Pak Sapta. Ms. Renata also came with Azka accompanied by the cry of the two of them. Amalia and Delon joined them.

Mr. Dwi was feeling anxious and agitated. He was afraid that something would happen with his armor. He walked back and forth from side one to side, to reduce the sense of uneasiness yes. But, it cannot be denied. The more he stepped on his feet, the more anxiety he felt.

Angga hugged his mother's body, the woman already looked pale. As she sobbed on her son's chest, the woman called out her husband's name. "Papa...Papa, Ngga..hiks..hiks.." the mess.

While Azka, she is now in her uncle's arms. The boy looked terrified, after seeing the incident that left his grandfather covered in blood. The boy, did not even dare to open his face that was hidden behind his uncle's chest field. Delon approached his Papa, curious about the true events.

"Pa, what's going on?" tanyanya held her papa shoulder plan. Pak Sapta's face turned sad. The man who was hardened, as if softened after seeing the sacrifice of Mr. Dwi who had saved his life. "Pa, Papa is okay, right?" asked Delon who saw his papa's face turning deathly pale.

"Lon, Dwi..he saved Papa!!!" mr. Sapta said with a heavy voice. "The car was.it should have hit Papa!!!" he continued on with a stammer.

Amalia, who could not bear to see her papa hit, finally approached and hugged her Papa body. "Papa should be inside." continued Pak Sapta, who began to shed tears.

"Pa, Papa calm down!!!" amalia calmed her father, who was beginning to feel fear, guilt, mixed up in his chest.

Shortly after, the doctor who handled Mr. Dwi came out of the IGD room. Angga and Bu Renata rushed up to him. "How's my husband doing, Doc?" ask Miss Renata, please be anxious.

The doctor breathed his breath into the air. A look of regret was clearly visible on the doctor's face. He thought for a moment to find the right words, so that the patient's family did not hysterically hear what he would say. After finding him, he said. "I'm sorry, the legs have tried their best to save the patient. But destiny says something else.. Mr. Dwi we can't save!!"

Bu Renata's cry broke. The woman was even unconscious, so Angga immediately took her to the ward, to be treated by a doctor. While Pak Sapta. His bones instantly loosened upon hearing the death of his enemy. He should be happy, with the death of Mr. Dwi. But the man felt guilty. His legs could no longer support his body. Until he sat on the floor. "It's Papa's fault!!!" he cried, crying bitterly.

Amalia was crying too. He had not expected that his in-laws would leave so soon. The tightness in his chest started attacking the woman. If he remembered, he had time to curse his father-in-law would not forgive his mistake. As with his father, his heart was filled with regret. While Azka, the boy was crying hysterically. He kept saying his grandfather's name. His body thrashed in his uncle's arms. How not, as long as Amalia is hospitalized. It was Psk Dwi who took care of the boy painstakingly. Her patience was caring for Azka, deeply imprinted in the child's heart.

To be continued....