Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

271. Not waking up either

In the taxi, Radit looked at Zahira's face with worry, kept calling her and touching her cheek but still no reaction.

Radit grabbed the phone in his pocket, contacted Ayu.

"Assalamualaikum Radit." Ayu's voice immediately sounded.

"Mama, go to the hospital now, Zahira passed out and we're on our way there."

"What's? Why did he faint?" ayu's voice sounded very worried.

"Let me explain." Radit ended his cell phone call, re-hugging Zahira with mixed feelings.

"Zahira." she called out quietly, her eyes glazed over with her hands incessantly hugging Zahira.

Between longing and fear, regret and somehow moreover, Radit could only hug and look at the face on his lap.

"Sir is faster." Radit asked the taxi driver in front of him.

"Well sir" replied the driver glancing at Radit and Zahira through the windshield.

"Zahira." called him not long ago.

A few days later, they arrived at the hospital. Radit led Zahira inside to the examination room.

"Dok, he fainted from a blow, please check." Radit put Zahira's body on the bed.

"Okay, please wait outside." The doctor approached Zahira, checking her condition.

While Radit outside is seen pacing uneasily, waiting for the arrival of his mother. Reza Mahendra came but stopped his own steps not wanting to open a fight with Radit, he chose to lean in a room away from Radit.

Nearly thirty minutes later, the doctor came out of the room, along with Ayu and David.

"How's Doctor?" tanya Radit still looks worried.

"He is not conscious, if until thirty minutes later he is not conscious then it should be examined further." The doctor looked at Radit with a little thought.

"What's wrong?" tanya Radit understood the meaning of the doctor's gaze on her.

"There's a stitch over the left temple, and it's a big operating stitch. Has the patient ever had brain surgery or any other cause that led to head surgery?" ask the doctor.

Radit was getting nervous about hearing the doctor's question.

"There, my daughter had surgery more than once in the head when she was in a coma caused by an accident falling from a height." Ayu also no less worried.

"Oh." the doctor nodded. "We wait another thirty minutes, if you are not aware, then you should check further."

"Ba_baik Doc." replied Radit limp.

The doctor passed by slightly patting Radit on the shoulder, while Reza stood behind them hearing what the doctor had just said. Unable to say anything, leaned back and sat down slumped against the wall.

"Mama had to tell Ricky, that's when he took care of everything. I'm afraid something's happening." Ayu grabbed the phone and slightly moved away.

"What's going on?" David glanced sharply at Reza and also his son Radit.

No one answered, even the two lowered their heads in their respective positions regretting something.

"Radrite! Can you explain everything to me?" David raised his voice a little.

"Zahira was hit by a blow." Radit answered honestly, he knew that David was angry.

"the punch? What punch?" David looked back at the two men taking turns.

Silence, they did not dare to look at David.

"Answer! Don't tell me you two are fighting again!" snapped David began to emotion.

"He started it?" Radit pointed to Reza.

Radit stood up and approached Reza again, grabbed her collar and forced her to stand up.

"You still don't feel guilty?" Radit stared furiously at the limp man unwilling to admit the guilt in his heart.

Radit's coming back for a blow, but someone's preventing it.

"It's a hospital, not a boxing ring." Ricky just came in with the others.

"Om doesn't know if it was him who knocked Zahira unconscious" Radit explained in anger.

"What?" Ricky looked at Reza in disbelief.

"I didn't mean it, he was the one who was luring me into a fight." Reza pointed to Radit, of course he did not want to blame himself.

"So you guys got into a fight and caused Zahira to faint?" angry Ricky saw the two alternating.

"He hit his head." Radit pointed to Reza.

"I didn't mean to hit him, I didn't mean to!" reza replied as well.

"Have your life, slept with Ayra you said by accident, now beat Zahira unconscious too by accident. I think your life is also an accident that will only destroy everything, why don't you just die?"

"You!" Reza was angry.

"Stop!" Ricky yelled at the two again.

"We're not done yet, I'll teach you a lesson." Radit is not angry.

"Shut up if you still want to be here." Ricky looked at the two men. Ricky wasn't messing around this time.

Threats that make the atmosphere calm.

"It's been over an hour." Ayu looked at Zahira's room and went inside to see her condition.

Radit also did not want to miss immediately entered to see the state of Zahira inside.

"Zahira." he said hello to the face that fell asleep without a veil on his head, the doctor did not return his hijab when examining Zahira's head.

"Zahira wakes up Nak." call Ayu began to shed tears.

Radit looked at the beautiful face up close, covering part of his hair with a circular veil.

Soon the doctor came in and checked Zahira.

"How's Doc?" tanya Ayu was very curious.

"He's not aware of Madam." The doctor replied worriedly, he was also with the other doctors this time.

"We've read Mrs Zahira's medical history. And this happened several times, during childbirth surgery she also experienced this, she never realized beyond the anesthetic limit we gave. The second surgery during the next pregnancy, a few months ago also experienced late conscious also beyond the anesthetic we gave. It all has to do with the condition of his brain that had surgery several times. We cannot go any further, madam. Given the case this time also bruises on the left temple is quite clear, it is feared something happened inside his head. So it would be better if he was taken to the hospital where he was treated while going to do brain surgery" explained the senior doctor.

"Dok." Ayu sat down beside Zahira.

Radit goes out to see Ricky, only he knows everything.

"Om, Zahira had to be taken to the hospital while she was in pre-brain surgery" Radit told Ricky.

"Gosh my god." Ricky rubbed his face many times, looking as if the fifty-year-old man was very angry.

Unlike Ricko who had been silent with a creepy look, this time he stood closer to Reza Mahendra.

"Take them both to the police station." he ordered four loyal bodyguards to stand firm since he arrived.

"What do you mean?" Reza stood dodging as the bodyguard's hand grabbed him.

"That's a good place for you" he said, sounding cold.