
Suci and Mbok Asih had just entered the courtyard of the house when suddenly there was a sound of Zola shouting from inside the house.
"Astaghfirullahaldzim says. Why are you screaming, Zola?" mbok Asih.
"Mr Rayyan .. Mr. Rayyan."
"Why with Rayyan? Speak clearly," urged the Holy.
"Mr Rayyan was in an accident!"
"You don't joke, Zola!" mbok Sumi.
"I'm serious, Mbok. Just now the police called and told me that Mr. Rayyan had an accident. Now he's in the hospital" Zola said.
"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji. Where's Lady Sofia?"
"Mrs left an hour ago. I've tried calling his phone but it's not connected."
"He must have gone to see his mistress" muttered Asih.
"Mbok Asih said what just now?" ask Zola.
"Ehm, ti-ti-no. Mbok was just upset why the madam couldn't be contacted in such a precarious moment."
"How is this, Mbok? Lady Sofia must have gone with Mr. Seto as well" Suci said.
"Yes, you brought Arsen inside. Let Mbok and Zola go to the hospital" said Asih. The saint also understood.
In the afternoon.
Suci felt the garden because Arsen was crying incessantly. All the ways he had done to calm him, but the crying toddler did not subside.
"A-yah .. A-yah ..." Arsen called his father's name every now and then.
"How is this, sir? I don't know how to calm young Mr. Arsen anymore" said the holy man to security, Mr. Bondan.
"It looks like the young master is fussy because his father is not doing well. Maybe it's best for the Holy Father to take the young master to the hospital. Who knows after meeting Mr. Rayyan, his crying will subside" he said.
"Good, Sir. Then now I take the young master to the hospital."
"Be careful, Ma'am."
Arriving at the hospital.
"Sorry, healthy toddlers are not allowed into the hospital. You're not illiterate, are you?" said a nurse when Saints had just crossed the front of the hospital.
"Of course I can read the announcement on the front of the entrance. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have taken a baby this small to the hospital."
"So, now please leave this hospital."
"From that moment the young master did not stop crying while calling his father. This is why I brought her to this place."
"Sorry, but the rules are clear, right? I hope you understand."
"Dad .. Dad," said Arsen.
"Suster see for yourself, don't you think? This kid just wants to meet his dad."
"I'm sorry, I can't." The nurse encouraged the Sacred body to leave the room immediately. It was not his Holy name if he did not dare to resist. Despite his ban, he still heads to a room he believes to be Rayyan's treatment room.
"Holy? What are you doing here, Nduk?" ask mbok Asih.
"God. Basic girl go*lok! Why did it stiffen to bring the young master here?" said Zola.
"From this time the young master did not stop crying while calling out the name of Master Ray."
"You're the nanny. You should be able to make her cry subside."
"You think I didn't do anything? All the ways I've done that young master stop crying, but I failed."
Suddenly a doctor came out of the room.
"Sorry, what's going on?" tanyakanya.
"The girl in this village brought a baby to this hospital, Doc. Looks like he can't read," Zola said.
"Regulations in this hospital, healthy children under the age of seven are not allowed to enter" explained the doctor.
"Your ears are fine" Zola murmured.
"Not that I want to break the rules in this hospital, but from then on this child did not stop crying while calling his father's name. That's why I brought her to this hospital."
"How's Mr Rayyan doing, Doctor?" sela Zola's.
"The patient is unconscious."
"Dad ….Father." Arsen's crying broke again.
"How, Doc. Is this kid allowed inside?" ask Sacred.
"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes."
"Thank you, Doctor."
The saint rushed into Rayyan's treatment room. The man appeared to be rubbed weakly on the bed of the patient with severe injuries on his face.
"Dad …"
"Yes, Honey. It's dad" Suci said, gently rubbing Arsen's hair.
"Dad .. ngun."
The saint could hardly believe what he saw. The one-year-old baby boy grabbed Ray's hand and kissed him.
"Dad .. ngun."
Miracles happen. Rayyan, who had been unconscious for more than four hours, suddenly opened her eyes.
"Arsenic," hept.
"Young master who made you aware" said Suci.
"I'm sorry your father, son."
Rayyan intended to raise her bandage-covered head but she squealed in pain.
"Master, don't move much first" said Suci.
"What happened to me? Why am I in Sin?" tanyakanya.
"Master had an accident."
Rayyan seemed to think for a moment.
"Dad bought you a toy, son."
"Sorry, Sir. I spoke to the police earlier. Tuan's car suffered quite severe damage, as well as his toy cars," said mbok Asih who had just entered the room.
"I'm sorry your father, son. All this time I was indifferent and always thought you were a son of a pesky carrier. I promise I'll spend more time playing with you" Rayyan said.
"Young master met you, didn't he? Now it's time to go home" said the Holy One. The boy nodded in understanding.
"Dad ..home."
"Yes, Honey. I'll be home soon" Rayyan said.
"Then we go home first."
"Drug .. Dad." Arsen waved at Rayyan. Rayyan who could not move much responded with a smile.
"Be careful, Nduk," said mbok Asih.
The Saints left the room.
****
In a house.
"I want to buy a sports car" said a teenage boy in a high school uniform who had just entered the living room.
"Why are you? Come here to buy a car."
"What is so hard? I just have to take the money without any effort to look for it."
"Nteng just talk like that. Do you want to know how much your car is worth? Above three hundred million."
"Allah! The money is nothing to the rich mother's foster son."
"He could be suspicious if Mom kept spending large amounts of money. Your bike was bought last month."
"It's easy. If you don't want to comply with my wishes, I'll meet your foster child and I'll break all of Mom's secrets if she has a husband and children without her knowledge!" threaten the teenage boy named Jonas.
"How dare you threaten me."
The chatter of the two stopped when suddenly someone appeared into the room with a look of annoyance.
"What's wrong with you, honey?" ask the girl.
"I failed to find a target" he replied.
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