Two Rings of the CEO

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...Lord, if all can be changed, let myself feel the pain. Don't let my husband be tormented like this because of my carelessness....

Rumi squeezed her interlocked fingers, the rhythm of the prayer she said. I want to change positions. Let her feel pain, and not her husband. Jamil has been betting long enough against his illness. And now, let him who feels that pain, to take his place.

The entire time was spent with regret. If I didn't get sleepy, or ask the bodyguards to help her, maybe none of this would have happened. But whatever the power, everything should happen without regret.

Lonely friends, Rumi was even reluctant to move from the side of the husband, even if it was just eating or resting. Hunger and sleepiness, he could no longer feel. For him, by keeping his hands on his watch and endlessly praying for it, it felt more important than anything else.

The terrible sound created from life support tools in Jamil's body, seemed like a loyal friend who accompanied Rumi when silence greeted. Actually, Zara did not want to be far from her, but the condition of her pregnancy that did not allow her daughter to be able to accompany her for twenty-four hours.

Rumi breathed deeply. Staring at the dull face of the husband clingy, while his fingers tightly grip the hands of the middle-aged man who has accompanied life for many years.

The woman's slightly pale thin arch reflected a knotty smile. When we recall the events of decades ago, when for the first time the two met. They were met accidentally, then married a few months later because of love. What a wonderful memory, one that cannot be forgotten.

"Dad, do you remember where we first met?"

Rumi continued to interact with Jamil. Recollecting the good times we spent together. Tells about how happy Rumi is to be a wife and mother from the fruits of their love. Unrelenting, and the fatigue of rumi unravels it. No matter if his words can not be dengae, what else is responded by the man he loves.

As a wife, of course, Rumi was so lost when her husband was still in front of her eyes, but was weak and just silent. Since Zara's departure to the capital. Rumi and Jamil are left alone. Even when the princess married. They subtly refuse when Zara even asks her husband to live together, but the two still choose to live in the village, in order to spend their old age together.

"Dad, please wake up. What can I do without you." The middle-aged woman began to cry as her lips grew tired, but still found no change in her husband's body. Sobbing by squeezing one jamil hand and touched kanya to her moist face.

However, at the same time, Jamil's body stiffened and trembled. While life support tools also cause a terrible sound until Rumi tiptoed and shouted for help.

"Doctor, Sister. Help me!" Rumi continued to shout hysterically before the medics arrived. Terlebis when he saw the condition of Jamil that made him terrified was extraordinary.

Apparently there were two bodyguards specially commissioned by Arka to wait for her two in-laws. Until the two men swiftly call the doctor or other medical personnel who happened to pass.

"Sorry lady. You better wait outside as long as we handle the patient" said one of the doctors on Rumi who looks still in shock.

The bodyguards guide Rumi to take her out of the room while the medics are at work. Leaving the middle-aged woman in the waiting chair, the two sturdy-bodied men chose to step aside for a moment and saw that the two were nodding to each other.

Rumi could only cry, but was unable to do anything. One bodyguard came back and tried to calm down, while another was seen walking somewhere.

****

Take a deep breath. The sturdy man in black clothes seemed hesitant to lend a hand to knock on the door of a room. The man almost undoes the intention, but the image of an unusually anxious face Rumi seemed to strengthen him and inevitably he had to panic.

All four of his fingers were raised, swinging against the door hard to create a knock. The beat is not too slow or tight, so it is believed if it will not surprise the occupants in the room.

Several times the knock did not get the authorization. The bodyguard almost turned around and turned back to look at Rumi. But, again the pitiful shadow of the middle-aged woman, made her hand move once more to knock on the door.

Just as the knock stopped, the door opened and a tiny body with a smile as warm as twilight emerged from behind it.

The body of the bodyguard weakened instantly. Because, he hoped that it would be better for the master to open the door for him, and not the lady.

Seeing the innocent face of Zara, with a pair of clear neutrals that are still glazed it makes the bodyguard did not have the heart to say about the current condition of his father.

"What's wrong?" ask Zara.

"Sorry Miss. I shouldn't have woken the lady this late" said the bodyguard, filled with regret.

"It's okay. After all, I am still not asleep either," Zara replied half-lyingly. After descending and enveloping her husband's body, Zara headed to the bed to go back to sleep. However, his pair of neutrals seemed to ask to stay awake, until the moment the knock from the bodyguard sounded, actually Zara was only a few minutes asleep.

"I'm sorry, miss." Doubtful, the guard said.

"Say. Is there anything important?"

The bodyguard sighed deeply, then said, "It seems, madam Rumi is expecting you to be by her side."

Zara knitted her eyebrows together not understanding.

Arka who was still asleep began to blink when he heard the screams of the wife's voice that was heard up to his subconscious.

"I'm sorry, miss." The guard spoke while looking down deeply. And immediately Zara understood the answer to all her questions.

The little girl started to sob. Both of his neutrals were glazed. He wanted to run immediately to the father's treatment room, but a pair of sturdy hands pulled him and carried him in an embrace.

"Calm down, baby. Everything will be fine, for sure" said Arka calmed down while her pair of neutrals beckoned the bodyguard to leave.

"But, dad."

"Calm down. Let's see, to be more clear." Arka gently wiped the clear feather on his wife's cheek. The girl nodded, agreeing. The two of them started to step up, although honestly there was fear. Neither Zara nor Arka seemed to have felt the possibility of what happened. Until the heartbreaking cry that they believe is the voice of Rumi, becomes the answer.

For a moment to forget the condition of the womb, Zara ran quickly to hit the body of her mother who stood staring at the translucent glass field Jamil treatment room. The middle-aged woman was unable to withstand the turmoil when several medical personnel made various rescues, but her body was able to respond.

"Zara, your father's son." Staring at her helpless husband, Rumi seemed to be complaining about her husband's condition to the princess.

The girl could only nod. He recalled the words of Arka a moment ago. It was very unlikely that his father would be able to re-open his eyes. And maybe right now, that bad thing is really going to happen.

"Mother, we leave it all to the almighty. That's the only thing that's our hope." Zara tried hard in front of her mother. Although it feels very difficult for him.

From the back, Arka rubbed Zara's back trying to channel calmness and comfort. The man chose to be quiet. Allowing both women who are meaningful to his life to vent sadness without intending to interfere.

The door of the room opened faintly. A person dressed in white with a mask covered half of his face.

"Doctor, how is my father doing." Arka ventured to ask first. Before his wife and mother-in-law spoke.

The man's doctor shook his head faintly.

"Sorry Mister. Mr. Jamil's life, we can't save." One sentence spoken from the male doctor, instantly made Rumi's body shake. His gaze was blurry and closed, before his body collapsed to the floor.

"Mother" Zara cried in shock. Spontaneous body also sat on the floor to hold his mother who is now unconscious.

"Mom's up, mom." Zara's crying broke already. Long enough he held back, but finally unstoppable. The heart-wrenching sedu sedan feels heart-wrenching to anyone who hears. Arka who tried to toughen up, collapsed was already so staring at the face of the wife who was crying hugging her mother's body with a bulging stomach.

The man also knelt. Hugged the wife and allowed her to lean on her body. While the bodyguards cut Rumi's helpless body and took her to a safer room.

"I'm sorry I hid my father's true condition to you. I'm afraid if it ends up like this," explained arka with regret. He stretched the deck to look at the face of the woman who is now pregnant with her prospective children.

The girl's face was very moist with reddened eyeballs. His face was bowed in lethargy as if half of his life had been forcibly taken. There's no answer. The girl remained silent with her lips trembling.

"Darling, I beg you to forgive me" said Arka.

It was seen if the girl sighed deeply and closed the net for a moment.

"Darling, I already know everything, and I won't blame anyone. Everything must have been ruled by destiny. The sustenance, the soul mate and even death, no one knows but the owner of life."

Arka smiled faintly upon hearing his wife's reply. Guided by Zara's tiny body to be ready to see reality. The dead father and the mother who collapsed were unconscious.

Lord, please strengthen your servant.

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