True Said Mamah

Chapter 58

Zidan got up and ran towards Anan's gurney. Immediately he checked the pulse of the girl who had made him suddenly crazy.

"What are you doing, Zidan?" Zidan ignored Adji's question. He was just focusing on checking on Anan.

"Doctor!" his screeches.

Doctor Sandra looked at Zidan, confused.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" tanyanya, cringing.

"Quick doctor!" The doctor and nurse approached.

"Please put it back in." Zidan pointed to a hemodynamic and saturation monitor located not far from his standing position.

"Anan's back, Mah! Anan we're back! Princess Mamah is back!" zidan exclaimed, sparkling, even though there were still traces of tears on his face.

And it's true. After the device in question Zidan installed, the monitor immediately showed a heart rate wave there.

There was not a single word that Sandra's doctor could say to express her current happiness. He thanked God for Anan's return in their midst.

"Thank God, you're back, baby... Mama's very happy." Doctor Sandra stroked softly Anan's cheek.

"Welcome back, Nan." Adji held Anan's hand.

"Alhamdulillah. This is a gift from God" said Idham, looking at Anan.

"I hope you don't make me crazy anymore. You're sis. I love you so much, so keep breathing" whispered Zidan in Anan's ear with tears still melting.

Zidan stood up straight and wiped his tears.

Doctor Sandra looked at her son's radiant face like one who won the lottery with a smile.

"Yes already. We're out yeah. Let the doctor's team finish the job." Doctor Sandra turned to look at all the doctors and nurses who were there.

Zidan, Adji, and Idham left the operating room.

"I'm sorry for my son, Doctor," Sandra told the doctor who had taken Zidan hostage.

"It's okay, Madam. I understand Mr. Zidan's feelings."

Before leaving the operating room, Sandra's doctor approached Anan and kissed him on the cheek.

"You don't make Mama worry, honey."

Outside the operating room.

Everyone who is waiting for the results of Anan's surgery, please be anxious. Plus there is a commotion in the middle of the operation process. Makes things more stressful.

And how shocked they were when they saw the chaotic look of Zidan like a bull stricken bullfighter.

Septy who had been unsettled in his seat, and was just pacing around like an iron, was stunned to look at Zidan.

He also ventured to Zidan.

"What's going on, Dan? What about Anan's operation? Everything's good, right?"

Septy who was holding Zidan's arm got a sharp look from him.

Zidan brushed Septy's hand off.

"You're satisfied, right now? As long as you know, Anan was declared dead for some time a few minutes ago." Zidan pointed at Septy's face then swung his hand pointing at the door where he had just come out.

Salma, Rara, and Abhizar were astonished at Zidan's words. So did Septy. He covered his mouth with both hands. And it did not feel clear melted rounders wet his cheeks and hands.

"Hows it? You're happy, aren't you hearing that?" Septy shook his head enthusiastically.

"Stop those boayam tears! I'm sick of seeing it!" snapped Zidan.

"Enough Zidan! You don't go too far." Abhizar, who could not stand Zidan's attitude towards Septy, got up from his seat.

Septy rubbed his tears rough.

"It's okay. I deserve it." Septy passed from before Zidan accompanied by sobs.

Abhizar changed positions closer to Zidan.

"Let's not treat him like this anyway." Abhizar breathed

"Alright, I caught up with him first. I'll be back." Abhizar patted Zidan twice on the shoulder and followed Septy, who left them.

As Abhizar walked away, Sandra's doctor emerged from behind the door of the operating room.

"Where is Abhi going, Dan?" tanyanya pointed at Abhizar who only looked at his back.

Zidan glanced at his mama.

"Abhi drove Septy home, Mah," Zidan answered and sat down next to Rara.

"Are you dizzy, honey?" asked the worried doctor Sandra, seeing Zidan pressing his forehead slowly.

"Zidan's just tired, Mah."

"Do you want me to take you to rest?" haggard Adji, asked.

"But if you're not feeling well, you tell Mamah, huh?" Doctor Sandra who was sitting near her son was worried to see Zidan's pale face.

***

Somewhere else.

Abhizar was on his way to take Septy home. Although it is still at 04.20 in the morning, but the city streets are already seen crowded vehicles.

In the middle of waiting for the traffic light to turn green, Abhizar took a glance at Septy who was staring out the window.

"Actually, what fatal mistake have you made, that Zidan hates you so much?" mumbling impales.

Because of his burning curiosity, he tried to ask.

"Sorry before if I'm sassy." Septy, who was dissolved in his daydream, did not hear Abhizar's words.

"Septy?"

"Eh, huh?" Septy turned to Abhizar.

"Why?" tanya Septy then looked at the vehicle in front of Abhizar's car.

"That's why I apologized earlier if I was too lazy. I'd like to ask. Why does Zidan seem so dislikeful of you? Are you wrong with him? Or is it Anan?" ask Abhizar, be careful.

Septy smiled slightly in response to Abhizar's question.

"Yes. I am guilty indeed. And I deserve to be treated like this." Septy sighed.

"I used to bully Anan. Even hurt. And that's all I do because I envy her."

Abhizar listened as he drove his vehicle because the traffic lights were no longer red.

"I feel, what should have been mine, was always taken away by him. So I always intended to eliminate him."

Abhizar raised his eyebrows while glancing at Septy.

"But then I realized. That whatever I do. No matter how hard I try, what is not destined for me will not be mine. And the more I do stupid acts, the more the impact will always follow me." Septy's beads are starting to dew.

"And now, you might as well not believe me. That what happened to Anan this time had nothing to do with me. I didn't hurt Anan at all." The dirt in Septy's eyes melted down his cheeks.

Abhizar felt sorry to hear Septy back sobbing.

"I believe you." Septy. I can't believe anyone will take her side.

"really? Do you believe me?" Abhizar nodded with a smile.

"So you don't have to be sad anymore." Abhizar rubbed Septy's head.

Septy bowed and sobbed. Makes Abhizar frown.

"I actually know who did it."

Abhizar suddenly stopped his car.

"Do you know who the mastermind who kidnapped Anan?" Septy nodded slowly.

Then Septy told him everything he knew. Starting from the beginning of his friendship with Lexa, he was told by Lexa to force Anan to come to the Wima Group's birthday event, which was held, until what he heard while in the restaurant parking lot where he and Lexa ate together.

"So Lexa is actually Arya's fiancee?"

"Yes. But because Mr. Arya has a personal vendetta against Anan. Mr. Arya also pretends to want to be engaged to Anan in order to carry out his plan to humiliate Anan in front of all the invited guests."

"What about Anan's kidnapping? Does this have anything to do with Arya?" asked Abhizar who had been enveloped in anger.

"I don't know either." Septy thought for a moment.

"But, if based on Lexa's conversation with the conspirators in the restaurant parking lot at that time, it could be that Mr. Arya himself did not know about Anan's kidnapping. As if Anan will be a scourge for his relationship with Arya, Lexa also uses the state of Anan who is weak to kidnap her. So Mr. Arya can't possibly know. Because Lexa with all her cunning will never be able to show it in front of the person she likes."

Abhizar nodded and looked far ahead.

"I understand." Abhizar returned to drive his vehicle through the streets of the city that never deserted.

"Basic Aryan!" mumbling impales.

"What do you understand?" septy asked, squinting his manic.

"The point is you're not involved. And if needed, you must be ready to testify. You want to testify for Anan?"

"certain. I'll be ready" said Septy, eagerly.

"Good!"

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