
" Flame......" Shouted Hermawan frustrated.
He returned to his car uninspired. Hermawan wanted to go immediately to the house of Safia who lived in his father-in-law. But he doubted, did Safia really go home this late?
Of course not, Safia is not a child who can burden both parents. Where is Safia now? Where does he live? Doesn't Surabaya have no relatives? Even friends, the Safia never went out of the house. How could he have friends?
Hermawan returned to his home in disappointment. He sat on the sofa in the middle room with the lights off. The head of the Hermawan really felt like breaking. How will he explain to his two in-laws the trouble that befell Hermawan and Safia?
Hermawan lit a match and burned his cigarette. Stem after rod he spent until the smoke filled the room.
" Her. Rest up...! Tomorrow we look for Safia together" Madame Sanjaya touched Hermawan's soft shoulder.
" Ma.., I was wrong! I destroyed my own household" Hermawan wept over his mistake.
" Here you are, all has happened...! What we need to think about is how we find Safia" Sanjaya's mistress tries to calm Hermawan down.
" Will you forgive me ma?" ask Hermawan seriously.
" Of course, why not? a good wife will always forgive all her husband's faults" said Ms. Hermawan seriously.
" Hopefully Safia will forgive my mistakes ma..,"
" Of course, let's rest." madam Sanjaya took Hermawan's hand.
Hermawan saw the clock circling at his auction. At 2 am. Inner Hermawan. He grabbed his mother's shoulders and walked together to their room. Not until their room suddenly Hermawan's cell phone rings.
drrrrtt....
Hermawan stared at the screen of his cell phone. He smiled seeing Safia's number calling him. " Fia ma is dead..."
" Let's lift her up quickly." replied Madame Sanjaya excitedly.
π π¨ : Hello....
Hermawan's heart rippled, apparently who called him a man. He looked at his mother's confused face.
π π¨ : Hello....! Is this Miss Safia's husband?
π Hostels : I...iya... (Humper's nervous)
π π¨ : Your wife is now in the hospital, can you come here now?
π Hermawan : i...iya, where is the address?
π π¨ :sy will share location now
π Hermawan : Well, I wait...
" Her what happened?" madam Sanjaya said confused.
" Safia at the hospital..." Hermawan snatched his car keys and ran towards the garage.
" Mama's coming.." Madame Sanjaya ran after her son.
" I'm sorry, um, where was a patient named Safia Larasati being treated?" The hermist asked anxiously.
" Mrs Safia has been moved in the treatment room Cempaka no 12. From here you can take the elevator to the 2nd floor"
" Thank you, s..." Hermawan immediately ran towards the elevator with Madam Sanjaya. He pressed a button on the elevator wall, not long after the elevator opened. Hermawan and his mother entered the elevator and pressed the number 2.
After arriving at the 2nd floor, Hermawan down the hallway after the hallway looking for Cempaka's room. After that he noticed the numbers that were on the door of the room one by one. He finally arrived at room 12. He hesitantly turned the doorknob and entered the room.
Hermawan's eyes were glued to see a man with a bandage wrapped around his head. The man stood up to welcome Hermawan.
" Are you the husband of Madame Safia?" The man asked carefully.
" yes, who are you?" Hermawan asked with a cold face.
" I'm sorry," The man looked down in fear. " I almost hit Safia's mistress, but I immediately slammed the steering wheel until my car hit a tree on the side of the road"
" Br*hd...!" Hermawan almost floated a bogem at the man but Madame Sanjaya was able to hold him back quickly.
" Here, don't act recklessly! this is the hospital...! control your emotions.." persuade Madame Sanjaya. " I'm sorry my son... If I can figure out how my daughter-in-law is doing?"
" Said doctor mistress Safia is pregnant young, now her condition is under severe stress. The doctor gave the sedative so that the state of the mistress did not get worse" the man gave an explanation.
Hermawan and Madame Sanjaya looked at each other. Then looked back at the unknown man intensely.
" Thank you for taking my daughter-in-law to the hospital. You can rest at home. We will take good care of Safia" Sanjaya's mistress said politely.
" Okay madam, I apologize again...!" the man looked down for a moment and said goodbye." Then I go home first, let's ladies and gentlemen..."
Madam Sanjaya nodded with a friendly smile then escorted the man out to the door.
" Ma, why did you let that man go. Mama should have thrown the man in the police station. He's been trying to hurt my wife and son..." Hermawan seems annoyed with the attitude of his mother.
" Silence....! It is precisely you who are trying to harm my daughter-in-law and granddaughter. So do I need to get you to the police station, huh?" mrs Sanjaya walked over to Safia. He watched Safia's body if anyone was hurt. " Thank God it's just a little scuff..."
" Mama blisters say? What if a bone breaks or breaks?" Hermawan seems worried about Safia's condition.
" Shut your mouth...! If there is a broken doctor, of course, has handled it all well. Didn't you see that man's head bandaged? She even rails her car into a tree to avoid your wife. Try if the man keeps crashing his car into Safia's body and leaves Safia lying on the street just like that? What will happen to Safia? think brain!" Madam Sanjaya pointed at her temple.
Hermawan realized his mother's words had a point. Carefully he approached Safia who was limp on the bed.
" You should be grateful, but still be able to meet Safia in good condition" Madam Sanjaya laid herself down in a waiting bed that was not far from Safia's bed.
Hermawan sits in a waiting chair next to a patient bed. " Fia, forgive me" Hermawan grabbed Safia's hand and kissed her.
From the corner of Safia's eyes suddenly shed tears. " Mah..I can explain.hiks,hiks,hiks..,!" moaned Safia while closing her eyes.
Hermawan looked stunned to see Safia delirious while crying. In her sleep even Safia still wanted to explain what happened exactly. " I'm sorry fia..sorry!" Hermawan cried to see Safia manangis. Without feeling Hermawan asleep with a sitting position next to Safia.
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Alhamdulillah have met ya Safia nyaππ who nyariin Safia? Buruan was visited at rs yaa.. her address ntr me japri yaaππ.