WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE
Chapter 34
Elsewhere on the way home at night, the halal lovers kept joking.
"Yes. If you don't exist, can I marry you again?" The athletic man was so happy to tease his wife who often swung her lips when she was upset.
"May as long as it is not the same ondel-ondel," explained Mora to make Juna widened.
"Any ondel-ondel already Insyaf?"
"Maybe, too," the pregnant woman replied as she turned her face away, staring out the window. At least the glitter of street lights makes him a little able to control his emotions.
"Ga darling. I'm just kidding," Juna explained, making Mora's cheeks meet, she was so embarrassed. "If I go first, I'd like you to get married again, as long as he loves our son" explained Juna, Mora held a clear circle in his eye patch.
"From now on don't be whiny anymore, ugly," said Juna as he stroked his wife's hair slowly.
Brak ....
Inevitably, Juna crashes into a speeding mini bus right in front of him, repeatedly stepping on the brake pedal but still unable to withstand the high speed of their car. Rem blong that's exactly how it is.
The mini bus stopped and let out thick smoke while Juna's car was slammed and dragged upside down a few meters. Juna is unconscious, while Mora has some torn wounds on his hands and shoulders.
"Mas" Mora was almost inaudible. Their car continued to emit thick smoke that was ready to ignite it in a matter of minutes.
"Mas." Mora shook her husband's body slowly. Seeing her husband helpless made her have to be strong and survive in a state of injury.
The pregnant woman tried to release the safety belt quickly so that the smoke that billowed was not too much she breathed, but in fact the object was a little stuck.
"Yes-God. Mas," she shrieked as she was almost desperate. "Alhamdulillah," he said with a trembling voice as the safety belt opened.
Again he was tested when opening the door of a car that was so difficult.
"Mas betehanlah," he softened with tears that burst unstoppable, the clear circle was vying down from the corner of his eye.
While she was trying to help her husband, suddenly there were two young men who were quick to help Mora get out Juna who was weakly drooping. Immediately Mora sat on the asphalt and raised Juna's head so that Juna's head did not directly touch the asphalt, in pain only she was still thinking about her husband's condition.
"O Allah, your hand is badly injured" said the young man, watching his upper hand. The man tore his shirt and wrapped it around the hand of the pregnant woman who was still covered in fresh blood, at least the first aid the young man did was able to inhibit the production of blood, the other one took the device and called the police.
Before long they waited for the ambulance and police cars arrived at the TKP, Mora and Juna were also the owners of the mini bus was entered into the ambulance, while the young man who helped them got into the police car to be questioned. That's why sometimes city life is so hard, there are a handful of lazy humans dealing with the police.
With a sad look on her face the athletic body lying helplessly before her at this moment, those tears were unceasingly drenching her smooth cheeks.
Nearly twenty minutes into their journey, the ambulance arrived at a nearby hospital. Some nurses came out to help patients in critical condition, Mora was also treated, the wound was immediately sewn, he said, while Juna after the examination of his heartbeat he was directly referred to the IGD room for the next recovery series, while the owner of the mini bus only had minor injuries also slightly visible shock.
"God, what is this ordeal?" His frown, his eyes could no longer resist. The elegant clean eyelids had now swelled up, Mora hugging her knees the incident had spun back in her mind and she shouted. Two female nurses approached, trying to hug her and calm the pregnant woman down. Back to Mora, the nurse worried about the trauma that the pregnant woman was experiencing, she immediately gave a sedative so that Mora could rest for a moment.
"Drink, Ma'am," the nurse told Mora, whose gaze was empty, the pregnant woman did not respond at all.
"Sir," he called to make the beautiful woman who was late in his mind aghast and turned to the nurse.
"Drink," said the nurse, offering a medicine and a glass of water.
"sorry. I'm pregnant again" she said, making the nurse look at each other, one of them replacing the drug.
"This is safe for pregnant women, we as nurses know what can and cannot be for pregnant women" he said while offering the drug.
The beautiful woman grabbed the medicine and a glass of mineral water and drank it, shortly after taking the medicine she felt a very heavy drowsiness and her eyes closed.
Twenty minutes passed, Mora has been moved to the treatment room because the wound is quite severe even there are small glass fragments that are still left in the upper arm, automatically the stitches will be dismantled again.
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Elsewhere after receiving calls from police and hospital Rani did not go directly to the mentioned illness, the fashionable woman could not help but cry, he felt so guilty for his words that hurt Juna a few days ago.
"Rousers!" When the call had been connected, without saying any more greetings he felt an overwhelming panic.
"Why do you panic." Rosan tried to calm down, he understood the character of his mother who panicked could not do anything else, fashionable woman was so weak.
"Juna was in an accident and he's now in the hospital" Rani explained in a trembling voice.
"Wait at home, Rosan will be there soon" he replied briefly, the call ended.
Behind Rani is Yasna listening to her talk with Rosan, the woman looks a little worried and there is a sense of pleasure, her face is so difficult to understand.
"Ma, Mas Juna was in an accident?" Yasna asked with a panicked face towards Rani who was sitting in the living room.
"Yes," he said, the tears that kept falling made his voice choked.
Almost forty minutes waiting for Rosan has not yet arrived, the troubled Rani has begun to lose her patience. Trained with trembling knees he walked towards the garage to pull out his car, free thought he waited for Rosan who never came.
Tin ... Tin ....
Rosan's car horn was heard screaming loudly outside the fence, making Inah rush to the gate and open the fence.
The fashionable woman stopped her steps, towards the gate, Yasna tailed behind Rani.
"Yasna!" Screaming the thick-lipped woman, Rani did not respond at all as well as Rosan.
"Big. We set out, well at the house of Bik," cried Rosan who was only greeted with a nod by Bik Inah.
Rosan stirred his vehicle calmly, the Turkish-faced man always looked calm even though in his heart full of chaos. His wife stroked her husband's back slowly as a sign of being patient and steadfast.
It took fifty minutes less to reach the hospital mentioned by the hospital, because the hospital was closest to the scene of the crime but far from Rani's residence.
In the courtyard of the hospital Rosan parked his car still in a state of calm, although Yasna's chatter while in the car made his head almost explode, Rosan realizes that Yasna is a thorn in the flesh but she let it go for a while because her parents love Yasna so much.
The four of them walked down the hospital corridor, asking the nurse guarding Mora's room number and the IGD room, no mother could see her son was injured.
The nurse escorted them to the IGD room but forbade them to enter because the patient was still in a critical state, Rani just peeked at a glimpse of the helplessly lying athletic body, the fashionable woman decided to go to Mora's nursery which was mentioned by the nurse.
Slowly Rani's hand opened the door handle, while Rosan, Adiba and Yasna just followed where Rani went.
Seeing the latest Mora weak on the bed, the pregnant woman was still asleep under the influence of sedatives, Rani pulled a small chair and sat the fashionable woman grabbing Mora's hand and pecking her.
"Why the trials in your life are so hard. Is this because of Juna's past mistakes so you feel it," said Rani, but Mora did not show any response.
"That's right, Ma. Don't blame it on Juna, but basically this woman is an unlucky carrier" Yasna chirps make Rosan and Adiba beristighfar.
"Take care of your mouth, Yasna," said Rani slowly, she did not want to wake Mora who was resting.
