WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE
Chapter 44
Several days passed Rosan had returned to his residence as well as Juna, but this time the athletic man did not bring Cika home because Rani wanted Cika to stay with him.
The boy was already getting comfortable over Rani's treatment, the fashionable woman was so good at taking children's hearts. Rani often invites Cika shopping and even playing in the park.
"Wouldn't it be okay to live with Oma?" Ask Rani what the three-year-old boy is.
"Ga nothing, Oma. Mama nda Cika," the boy shrieked, the corner of his eyes condensed.
Oma dear to Cika, now Oma is healthy because there is Cika here," said Rani. Instantly the smile on the little boy's lips expanded.
"Assalamualaikum" said Yazid who had just arrived. Yuli was still wearing bandages as usual.
Yazid commented a smile when he saw Rani sitting on the sofa with Cika answering her greetings.
"His daughter," muttered Yuli looking at Cika without a blink.
"Fear of mummies" said Cika hiding in Rani's arm. The fashionable woman stumbled on a smile. While Yazid continues to push Yuli towards their room.
Yuli did not want to know the Princess, just listening to the story from Rani that the Princess is crazy about Juna and showing a photo of the Princess with her child on Rani's device. Rani never knows how much hateful love Yuli is experiencing today and beyond.
The bandage-clad woman clucked in annoyance as they arrived at the room. The action is delayed due to the arrival of Juna to Rani's residence.
"I'm afraid to make him wretched, even now healthy," said Yuli while opening her bandage. His face was so hot that it should always be wrapped in bandages.
"Ga's a problem, right? Could be on vacation," Yazid later chuckled.
"Yes yes. Whatever!" Yuli went into the bathroom to clean herself up.
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At Mora's home, Juna works and returns home shortly after the Adhan.
"Mas, buy me a pizza" Mora said shortly after Juna's call.
"Pizza. Don't you usually like it?" Juna's voice sounded confused over there.
"Buy aja. Wanted," he said, smiling shyly, although Juna did not look at his face at this time he felt ashamed if he asked for something unusual he ate. All because he was watching a cooking show that served jumbo pizza that he thought was fun.
"Both my side," Juna replied, after a small laugh.
"Be careful, dear." Mora smiled sweetly as he called out the words affection his cheeks met. Can not be denied despite the problems alternating but his love for the husband more blooming. Mora ended the call because if he heard Juna's voice back he would feel even more embarrassed, maybe he would not dare to stare directly.
The clouds twitch spoiled, shortly after it drops small specks during the day. The luxury car landed on the home page of the halal lovers.
Slippery pages slightly sound the brake squeaks due to forced emphasis.
"Good day." The princess flicked her hair, after which played her long nails.
"The other is Madam, too" said Mora.
"Heh. Mama's son?" The princess snapped in a high tone. Disgusting once has entrusted the child even snapped at will.
"The same Mama," said Mora flat, not daunted at all with a snatch from the Princess. The blonde woman grew annoyed.
"How dare you tell Juna nitipin to be with her grandmother?" The blond woman charged without any evidence.
"I don't want to ...." Her voice stopped as the Princess pushed rough Mora's body until it fell to the floor.
"O Allah, sick," cried Mora with a trembling and feeble voice while touching her stomach, while the Princess who saw Mora's apprehensive state immediately blurred leaving the weak Mora sitting on the floor.
"Please ... Please ...." Mora's voice seemed to be choked, his body was trembling, while the blood continued to flow, the floor was already inundated with the blood of Mora, the woman who was carrying the seed of Juna Andara was bleeding.
The beautiful woman continued to beristighfar, her body shuffled slightly to reach the vase of flowers on the table and threw it until the sound of shards was so loud.
Hearing the noise of his neighbors came out and ensured the state of Mora's house, initially they also did not dare to be afraid if taking care of other people's household affairs.
When she saw Mora's blood-soaked neighbor who had been peeping, she immediately called her husband to help Mora who was getting weaker.
"Hold on, Neng," said the thin man, carrying Mora's body like a child.
The encouraging words remained only words, the lingering Mora Cantika closed her eyes and her consciousness was gone.
"Hummer to the house of Mbak Mora, find the HP of Mbak Mora continue to contact her husband, this concerns the life of Mbak Mora," said the sweet black man while confirming Mora's sitting position in the front seat of his pickup car, while the woman who used to be greeted by Ira was immediately rushed to Mora's house and took her car that was lying on the floor and immediately called her husband Mora.
A little confused looking for her husband's mobile number because the woman did not know what Mora's husband's name was.
"Whatever the hell," the woman muttered as she continued to seek contact.
"What's up, Deck?" Someone asked around the corner when the woman managed to call someone, seriously because Mora never called her.
"Mas' wife fell and is now unconscious, my husband drove her to the nearest hospital" Ira said without knowing who he was calling.
"My wife. What do you mean by the owner of the mobile phone that you are holding now?" Confused and panicked questions sounded from there.
"Yes, Mas. Immediately to the nearest hospital from home huh, Mas." The call was ended immediately by Mbak Ira because he would immediately clean up the blood fluid that was inundated on the floor of Mora's house.
Doing good will not reduce a person's eating rations because it does not work today.
Still in confusion looking for a mop cloth that is somehow located where, this is if not your own home. His eyes sparkled when he saw the neatly arranged cloth in the corner of the kitchen, with his hands tightly mopping the blood-soaked floor, his eight-month-old son he put on his back by tightening the sling.
"God save the beautiful white woman" he murmured. A few minutes passed by, the blood that had been a lot on the floor now looked clean.
Glancing and slowly pulling the body of his son from the sling for the baby to return to face him.
"Eh. Just go to sleep," he said. The mature brown-skinned woman stood up from her seat which had only rested for a while, stepped out of Mora's house and then pulled the door handle and closed tightly.
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At the nearest hospital Mora was taken care of and entered the IGD room, he was still unconscious, while the husband of Mbak Ira was still faithfully waiting for the beautiful woman.
"For a long time, this was her husband coming," she muttered anxiously, waiting for the doctor who was still examining Mora inside the IGD room.
Soon, hasty footsteps approached the husband of Mbak Ira who stood staring at the door of the IGD room.
"Sorry troublesome, you," said Rosan cupped his hands in front of the thin man while commenting on a bitter smile.
"Ga nothing, Mas. My duty is to help my fellow human beings" he explained, his eyes looking back at the IGD door that had not yet opened.
"Where is Mas Juna, Mas?" The thin man continued his words because he was confused why Rosan was not his husband.
"This is my sister-in-law, Juna is still on her way, I think Mora called me, but the voice of the woman said my wife was in an accident, maybe she thought I was her husband" Rosan explained, rubbing her face slowly. There was worry in his heart as well.
Shortly outside the room doctor.
"How's my brother doing, Doctor?" Rosan approached the doctor who was justifying his examination tool.
"Still unconscious, the bleeding caused him to lose a lot of blood and needed blood donation from blood type A" the doctor said, staring at Rosan's face.
"How's it going?" Rosan asked back to the doctor, he was worried about the state of his sister-in-law and the fetus he was carrying.
"The power of God the fetus that Mbak Mora's bladder is so strong, even though the patient's condition is so weak and the fetal bleeding still persists, but ...." The doctor paused his speech and stared at the frantic look of Rosan's face.
"But what, Doctor?" Juna who had just arrived with a breath of breath asked the doctor who was talking to Rosan. The habit of the man who likes to interrupt the words of others.
"But if the content is weak then it must be lifted," replied the doctor, as soon as Juna's body sat weak. The doctor left them, after the skinny man had uttered imkasi.
"What more trials, O Allah," said Juna while shuffling his coarse hair, Rosan rubbed his sister's back which was in sadness.
"Sir, I'm going home, I want to deliver people's orders" said the skinny man bidding farewell to Rosan who was standing not far from him.
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At Rani Putri's house in a hurry to invite Cika to leave Rani's house, the woman looks panicked when she meets Rani.
"Thank you for taking care of Cika, Ma," said the Princess as she was about to say goodbye.
"Mama is happy to take care of Cika, she is a submissive and kind child," Rani said as she waved at the grieving little boy. At this time the woman of her late stature is really afraid of Juna, if it is found out that he encouraged Mora then it is up to him to live in this world.
