Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

274. The woman called him

'The night always gives time to enjoy the taste that was not realized during the day. So difficult these days passed without a perfect husband like you. Even after I started to get used to it, I still couldn't erase the taste. The whiteness of the hospital ceiling back I feel, without you more disturbing. You used to accompany me no matter day and night, you came without distance and tired. I'm sorry I missed you so much, I'm looking for someone to make you. Of course, everything is different, there is no faithful man like you. Only you.'

Half the night that has passed, Zahira has not been able to fall asleep. His clear eyes stared to the left right where Ayu and Jia faithfully waited beside him to fall asleep. Her delicate hand was raised, stroking Ayu's hair, then Jia took turns. Having a lot of people doesn't make it enough to treat loneliness, but having them makes her feel less alone.

Jia's pair of eyes opened without moving, feeling Zahira's delicate hand caress her hair. The corner of his lips is interested, sure if their relationship is not only as a subordinate and employer, but there is affection in it. Jia closed her eyes again.

...***...

At seven o'clock in the morning, everyone had woken up except for Zahira, of course Jia knew that the beautiful woman could not fall asleep until a third of the night. Even when the doctor came to check he still enjoyed his sleep.

"So, is he okay?" tanya Ayu still looked worried.

"He's fine, just to avoid another bump or anything that causes a head injury. His emotions also still need to be guarded, considering that the late Mr. Anggara always did that." Doctor Ana reminisced a little.

"Because he was too perfect, God quickly took his life." Ayu also reminisced with Dr. Ana.

"Mrs, wake! The doctor is examining you." Jia wakes up Zahira.

Zahira took a deeper breath, preparing the energy to open her eyes.

"It looks like Mrs Zahira is sleeping late." said Dr. Ana again.

"True Doctor." Jia answered.

"Doctor." call Zahira down, open her eyes.

"Good morning Madam." said the doctor, with a friendly smile.

"Sorry" said Zahira again, after clearly seeing anyone in the room.

"It's okay. Just want to know how you are, Madam. Are there any complaints?" Doctor Ana held the bruised part in the corner of her eye.

"No Doc, only I still feel dizzy if I wake up suddenly, or stand up suddenly" replied Zahira holding her temple.

"It just needs enough rest, madam, I'll give you some medicine and vitamins. To rest in peace at home. I have to go back to the Jakarta hospital today, there's a patient waiting for me there." Dr. Ana still stroked the bruised part.

"Thank you Doctor, sorry for making you come here" said Zahira felt bad, given the busyness of Doctor Ana at the hospital where she worked.

"No problem, Mr. Ricky is very kind, just like your late husband, I always remember him."

"One more time, thank you." Ayu followed.

"Then excuse me, you'll be leaving this morning." Doctor Ana kept her medical device, then passed by once bowing respectfully to everyone.

"That means I can go home" said Zahira happily.

"Yes, but having to use a wheelchair, you shouldn't be too tired." Jia has already prepared the wheelchair.

"It turns out a punch makes me paralyzed." Zahira laughed a little, waking up from her sleep helped by Jia and Ayu.

"Mama will make up for the drug." Jia nodded, after adjusting Zahira's position in the wheelchair.

They all went back to Anggara's house.

And elsewhere.

"What time can I go home?" Radit asked the officer who opened the prisoner's door.

Radit turned to Reza Mahendra. "Do you want to be released or not?" being in one room and discussing the same thing made the two reconcile.

Reza did not reply, his eyes looking at Radit in confusion.

"Yes, it's free here anyway." Radit passed leaving the desperate man, he was dizzy thinking about himself.

"The room over there." the officer who took him led Radit into a room a little far away.

Radit followed his directions, caught a glimpse of his narrow eyes, saw a special room that had a doctor in it with someone wearing a mask.

"Roman!" the sound of someone wearing a mask called out loud enough, then accompanied by screams and commotion in the room.

Radit turned his head to the room he had been through, as if he knew that voice, Merry Sandra. Yes, the woman was also there, apparently not moved to another place.

"Sir, Merry Sandra's sister with a mental illness is still here?" radit asked the officer who took him.

"Yes, he is being treated psychologically" the officer replied.

Slightly sorry to pass the room, but Radit did not bother too much. After all he was in a deep depression, it could be said that he was mentally ill. Merry Sandra won't be able to mess around.

"Come in." The officer asked Radit to come in, and it appeared that someone was waiting with the police.

"Omm?" Radit saw Ricko inside.

"Let's go home." take her straight out of the room.

"But_" Radit turned his head The senior policeman who was still sitting quietly looked at him.

"Would you go home or not?" Ricko passed by leaving Radit.

"Of course." Radit followed him out, he was already impatient to meet Zahira.

"Is Zahira okay?" ask Radit later.

"Yes, he's home." Ricko answered with his sunglasses. "Other times if you throw a tantrum, I won't let you go." Ricko put on his flat face.

"I just want to take care of her, you know that I still haven't really let Zahira go. I only relented all this time, Five years went to Malaysia just to let him live a quiet life. Next I tried sincerely, even if it was a lie." Radit got into Ricko's car.

"Haha! You're absolutely right. Where there are people in this world mengikhlaskan people who love happy with others. It was just an expression of submission that was unable to fight for it anymore." Ricko likes the phrase Radit.

"Hem, that's it." Radit leaned back tired, all night he had trouble sleeping in there.

They passed by without hearing the furore that was happening behind them. There was a chase with a woman wearing a prisoner's suit, and a mask on her face. The woman looked agile moving and hiding.

"What's up, sir?" tanya Reza stood up from her seat staring at a tense attendant.

"A prisoner escaped" he still stared straight at his colleague who ran out.

"Who?" reza asked his forehead.

"A woman who was involved in a conglomerate murder case some time ago" he explained again.

"Consider?" reza asked guessing, her eyes widened with a worried face.

"Yes" replied the officer and made Reza even more surprised.