Two Rings of the CEO

Memory of Doctor Bram

The clattering of shoes from a man who was running averted the eyes of the hospital medical pioneers who passed by. Several male officers swiftly pulled the push-collar for the first aid of an unconscious girl and shed quite a lot of blood. But the man refused and continued to take the girl in his arms to the treatment room for immediate treatment.

The man's officer was visibly surprised by the arrival of a male heir to the Atmadja group, which he believed was the owner of the health facility where he served.

"Darling, hang on" she looked at the wife's face as she ran.

Bram who accidentally passed by was suddenly wide open staring at the condition of Arka who looked chaotic with blood everywhere.

"Quick! Save my wife" Arka shouted at Bram half-frustrated.

"Why him?" Bram who is still confused, has not been able to think calmly and provide solutions.

"Hurry up!" yelled Arka once more.

"All right."

Bram then guides Arka to the VVIP room on the top floor. The defenseless body was placed on the treatment bed with white sheets while Bram moved quickly to instruct other medics to speed up treatment.

"Arka, you better wait outside" Bram said slowly.

The man shook his head strongly, completely reluctant to move.

"No, sis. I want to stay here," Arka chuckled and did not move at all.

Doctor Bram sighed deeply, quite understanding of the stubbornness of this man in front of him.

"But your wife needs some treatment on the torn wounds on some parts of her body. We need to sew it. I know if you're inside, it's gonna be a lot of talk and it's gonna be a burden on the doctors who work, considering who you're in this hospital." Bram tried to give an understanding to Arka who looked so worried about his wife.

"Bewitched?" Again Arka showed his surprise.

"really. The fragment of the object caused quite a deep wound. If not sewn, it will most likely cause an infection" Bram said, patting the handsome man's shoulder gently in front of him to make him calmer.

"Definitely hurt?" For some reason, the shadow of Zara's groaning face held back the pain, had crossed Arka's mind.

"Trust me, your wife will be fine in our handlers."

"Well, I wish you guys a lot and don't let me down."

Bram is strong. "Wait inside." Bram pointed to the VVIP lounge waiting room for Arka to rest or at least be able to dampen her anxiety a little.

"No, sis. I want to wait here there." The man refused and sat down in a row of chairs that were in front of the room where Zara was handled.

"All right." Bram sighed deeply and twisted the body entering the room to join the other medics.

Arka stared at the wall with a blank look and leaned back. The sound of approaching made him shift his gaze. Anastasya walked quickly to him.

"Arka, how is Zara," the girl asked and sat down on the right side of her husband.

"Let's go, just pray for the one who gets carried away for her." The man still looked the other way, staring at Anastasya.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think Zara was inside when I said that."

"Anastasya, I beg you. Don't talk about that now. At least you think about how Zara feels, when those words you say."

Anastasya fell silent and bowed deeply. He wanted a divorce before it was too late.

The door of the room opened, Bram and several doctors and nurses came out of the room. Arka immediately rose from her position and approached Bram.

"Sister, how is my wife" urged Arka.

"Your wife is still unconscious. His body condition is weak. But I'll make sure in a few minutes, your wife will be awake."

"It doesn't matter, but if he's conscious, reduce the interaction and let him rest, so as to speed up the recovery process."

Arka also sparkled happily accompanied by a wide smile.

"Well, I'll make sure of that." Arka quickly opened the door and closed it back very slowly.

The face that had sparkled, now dim immediately found the wife rolled weak helplessly on the treatment bed. Netraya tightly. An infusion needle sticks to the back of the hand, and some wounds to the hands and feet are covered in a bandage cloth. Enough to make an Arkana Surya Atmadja smashed to pieces.

The man pulled a chair to get closer to the bed and sat on it. He put his little hand in a bandage and kissed it softly.

"Wake, baby. I miss your love and laughter." Swiping Zara's cheeks and kissed back the back of her hand in a row. It seemed to work, the girl started to blink, winking her net petals.

"Honey, where are we?" Netra sayunya look around the room to find the answer.

"We're in the hospital, baby. Don't think you'll be safe with me." Arka again landed a swipe at the top of the head with great affection.

Rumacicet. I'm in ruma'sit.

The little girl tried to recall the events that had happened. The pain that began to spread in several parts of his body, immediately made him realize, and remember the incident that made him unconscious and ended up in the treatment bed.

Yes, I remember. Miss Anastasya wants to ask for a divorce, but where is Miss now. No, this can't happen.

There was no power to thrash, only a clear circle that represented his feelings.

*****

Bram looked at Anastasya who was left behind by Arka. There was a clear picture of sadness on the beautiful girl's face. Bram approached and landed his body in an empty chair beside him.

"Anastasya, what if I buy you coffee?" Bargain Bram on Anastasya. Although the two are somewhat unfamiliar, but Bram tries his best to make the girl comfortable.

Anastasya just nodded, then the two started to step towards the canteen which was in the back area of the hospital.

"What is the condition of your household with the current Ark, Anastasya?" Without hesitation Bram asked a question that Anastasya deliberately closed tightly.

"No problem, brother. Everything was going as it should be" Anastasya replied occasionally stirring the iced coffee he ordered but had no intention of drinking it.

"Don't lie to me. Wasn't the wounded girl also the wife of your husband, and I heard that you were the one who wanted the marriage to happen."

Anastasya sighed deeply. No outsider knows the origin of Arka and Zara's marriage, and now Bram knows it. The girl also understood, if Arka herself was the one who had definitely told the Atmadja family doctor.

"I can't figure out why, ka. But I'm sure if that girl can fit Arka's life more perfectly."

Bram clucked and shook his head inexhaustibly.

"Wasn't your presence enough to make Ark's life perfect?"

"Ka, I'm sure if you know my husband even more than myself. How he treats me, looks at me, the doctor knows everything. I also want to have a household that is a dream of many people. Sharing, loving, and expressing all of her feelings. Not just looking at treasure as a measure of happiness."

Bram cradles Anastasya's words and imagines some of the events he has seen.

Anastasya is the girl he met at Arka's residence for the first time when the beautiful girl was seriously injured as a result of attempting to commit suicide. She was pregnant, and the next day the girl had changed status to Arkana.

"Let's know Doctor Bram, Arka doesn't love me. Until I took the initiative to find him a girl he really loved. I realized, if it wasn't me who asked for it, then that marriage would never have happened."

Bram was wide-eyed, but he was also able to touch her. When Arka complained about coming to the moon, he was able to guess if the man was indeed not kidding on his feelings for the girl named Zara. Especially the fertility drugs that Arka also asked for.

What. fertilizing drugs. Oh, my God, I just remembered it. How about the drug, whether it has worked or has even got results.

Instead of hearing Anastasya's heart, Brama was busy with his own thoughts about the patent fertilizer Arka had asked for his wife.