WOUNDS AND LOVE

WOUNDS AND LOVE
Wounds and Love



chapter 130


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All were in a state of sadness with abigal explanations of the condition of samantha. Rani's mother and Ridwan try to always be heartened.strengthen his daughter-in-law who continues to be loyal at the side of Samantha who is lying with a lot of medical devices on her body. Tears seem to be unwilling to fall again, frozen with a hopeful heart, hoping for the miracle of God to come soon.


" Son Abi, eat first. Since yesterday you did not eat anything. "persuade Ms. Rani.


" Son Abi, we also feel what you feel.You could even say we are really upset in this sadness.. but Samantha would not like it if we ignore our health just to wait for it. how can we take care of it if we even get sick later." said Mr. Ridwan.


Abigal looked up at the parents.Samantha who for Abigal is so great can be as calm and reliable as that.


" thank you Mom, dad.by Samantha I will do what you and mom say.." said Abigal while receiving a box containing.food from Ms. Rani.


" lady..do you not want to bribe me ?? look, Mom made our favorite food ?? usually you're the one who immediately enthusiastically tasted it right ???" Abigal said so, looking fixedly at Samantha as if inviting the faithful Samantha in her sleep to speak, with a trembling voice.


Rani's mother continued to hold back her tears hearing the words of her daughter-in-law just now. Mr. Ridwan faithfully strengthened his wife.


" i will eat a lot, so that you will not scold me later." said Abigal quickly he devoured food in a box, the taste of the heart was unstoppable until tears fell on the cheeks of an Abigal. while continuing to hold back to stay strong Abigal re-feed food in his mouth.


whoever sees will feel how hard it is, and how bad it is to see the most special person, the person he loves the most lies weakly between life and death.


Rans who heard and saw from the door also felt his brother's heartache.his intention that was going to come in was undone and closed the door to Samantha's ward slowly.


As she was leaving, Deri came and greeted Rans.


" sorry sir, I was looking for CCTV in the area of Miss Samantha's accident" said Deri, who handed me an envelope.


" this is all evidence of the incident miss. right Mr. Miss Maudy who brought Miss Samantha to the hospital assisted by several people" said Deri.


" for Box's car that hit Miss Samantha's car we've found it right in the ravine of the city, we will try to find its user sir." continued Deri again.


" is everything here ??" ask Rans to make sure.


" yes sir." reply to the deri briefly.


Rans nodded slowly. "I'll ask for Vandra's help. Go to the office first.."


Rans was about to step up, but stopped when he saw maudy memapah a middle-aged mother, heard in Rans' ear if maudy called him mama. It is clear that the middle-aged woman is his mother Maudy.


" heard what the doctor said, mama.don't drive yourself anymore.just go with the driver alone "maudy nagging.


mamaudy stopped her steps when she saw Rans standing in front of them.


" Rans.." said maudy lirih.


" who is she ??" ask mama maudy.


" i'm a schoolmate first mom. My name is Rans." Rans introduced himself in a friendly manner.


"ma, we'll just go. We're all done" said Maudy with her mother.


" maudy, !!" call Rans.


" what's up ?? don't you hate me so much ??!! you can't even believe that I've changed and helped Samantha, right ??!!" ucapa maudy was angry.


" sorry.I'm sorry." replied Rans softly.


" i misjudged you.I'm sorry.I won't suspect you again.." continued Rans.


" what is it, son ??" ask mama maudy.


"mama let's go home first. mama must rest. oh yes Rans, believe it or not it's your business.I don't care anymore.." after saying so, Maudy led her mother to leave Rans, who remained silent without preventing.


" the basic Rans !! he should have prevented me !!" maudy grunts in heart.


Rans smiled at his mysterious smile


" from you I'll know the mastermind of all this crazy shit maudy." Rans said in his heart.


who then also stepped away towards the exit.


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