Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

77. We're going home

Mount Elizabeth Singapore, one month later.

"He's conscious, call his family." The doctor with narrowed eyes with a sharp nose and brownish yellow skin looked happy.

That day Anggara returned to Singapore, two days in Indonesia and then back to Singapore, he was not tired at all for one month to meet Zahira

After surgery three weeks ago, Zahira went back into a coma, the girl repeated a long sleep without feeling anything, and today she opened her eyes. Her smooth face looked pale, yet her eyes were wide open like without any burden on her head.

"It looks like the patient has been conscious since last night Doctor." The nurse who made all the tools in his body talk while continuing to look at the girl in awe.

"It's possible" he said, helping to release oxygen on Zahira's face. "Tell the other doctor, we'll do a physical, I'm afraid he's paralyzed." The female doctor looked at Zahira's face that had not shown any expression.

The nurse nodded and passed, and before long he was a doctor with two nurses behind him, they did a full check.

While outside, the handsome man half ran into the multi-storey hospital, he went straight to Zahira's room in the care and his face was so tense after hearing the news that Zahira was conscious.

"Can I come in?" anggara asked one of the nurses standing outside Zahira's room.

"Still checking the whole pack." Looks like he's Indonesian.

"I just want to see, I won't interfere" he replied pleading.

"All right, but just look until the doctor's done, sir?" The nurse asked him to promise.

"Yes." Yeah." Anggara.

The spacious room was crowded with many doctors and nurses crowding the girl who was now sitting on the bed.

Anggara could not see his face because it was covered by a doctor who was still busy looking at the girl's eyes, looking from the side of one of the aged nurses was moving her delicate hands, she said, occasionally he saw that pretty facial expression and asked her to move a finger. "His hands are working fine Doc" he said in relief.

Then his foot, one of the doctors pressed Zahira's feet with a pen, his finger moved, meaning he felt something make the doctor smile looking at Zahira's face.

"All good Doc!" The doctor who handled Zahira's surgery looked relieved.

But one of the doctors still looks at Zahira's face, the glasses face looks thinking.

"We just need to check his head" he said in a bit of English.

The others nodded in understanding.

At first glance the beautiful face turned Anggara, his gaze stealing but like asking for something, his hands were still in the motions of the female doctor who handled it.

One of the nurses gave her mineral water, Zahira drank it a little and again her eyes stole a glance at Anggara who was just leaning against the wall some distance away from her.

"Your husband has been waiting for a long time" the young nurse smiled at Zahira.

Zahira looks at the woman's face and then steals back to Anggara, only Zahira knows what she's thinking.

From earlier the man did not blink looking at Zahira, he slightly smiled as the girl's clear eyes pierced through the sidelines of the doctors who examined her, it seemed like he wanted Anggara to come closer.

Two doctors and several nurses were already out, leaving one nurse and the young doctor who handled Zahira alone.

Anggara smiled, lowered his head and approached that expectant face. "Thank you for coming back for the second time." both of his sturdy hands pressed down on both sides beside Zahira's feet, he half crouched down approaching a face that looked up as if witnessing the beautiful sight on his handsome face.

The clear eyes look beautiful with thick eyelashes adorning the deep ocean that calls to enter into it.

"In two hours we'll do a head check." The young doctor smiled, leaving behind Zahira and Anggara.

"Thank you Doctor." said Anggara ?look around for a moment.

He looked back at the beautiful girl, sitting nearby with a smiling face. "Eat a little?" Anggara saw a nurse delivering porridge to Zahira.

His firm hand grabbed the bowl still in the young nurse's grasp, scooped slightly and asked Zahira to open her mouth.

Zahira opened his mouth slightly and began to enjoy the porridge from the hands of a charismatic adult man, the bland porridge with a slight sweet taste that tasted good if the one who feeds is a handsome man.

Until a few mouthfuls and then the girl won't open her mouth again.

"One more time." Anggara.

He shook his head slowly, until Anggara gave him a drink.

"Later we'll buy your favorite chicken."

Zahira looked at him as if she wanted to know a lot of things.

"You liked it so much, it made my assistant confused where to look for the traditional chicken flour" Anggara explained, he understood many things, and he could already guess Zahira was in the void of memory.

Zahira still doesn't talk.

"Sok or the day after, we will go home to our house" said Anggara again fishing answers from the tiny lips that used to always answer whatever he said.

"Come home?" said slowly.

"Yes, we're going home. In our house there is a large and beautiful flower garden, you will love to play with butterflies flying. You will also not be lonely, because in our house there are many people who will accompany you also serve all your needs, you are the queen there." Anggara said beautifully.

His red lips smiled beautifully, he was imagining being in the house. His eyes look sparkling of course he wants to be there soon.

"We'll always be together" she said again.

He approached, the head wrapped in a thin veil was leaning on the sturdy shoulder of Anggara without being asked.

*

Unlike elsewhere, David has been better since the treatment he did in Penang Malaysia. The dashing man with a lot of fur on his face had already returned to work, but more daydreamed inside the room that had two tables. Of course he was reminded of Zahira who was often there with Anggara, the girl often whines and irritates his business partners, although eventually he will obey what he wants.

"If you still have my son, if I hadn't let you marry Radit young, you wouldn't have left so soon." he lamented Zahira's departure.

"I feel even more evil towards you, I don't meet all your needs and assume you're still immature, I'm guilty too."