
Arriving at the hospital, Fanya immediately got help. Coincidentally the hospital where Damar worked, he himself intervened. Fanya's back head had a violent impact so the medics had to take action immediately. Because too panicked Damar immediately changed his medical clothes to the operating room, he forgot his wife who was sitting in the waiting chair. Olive's heart burned with a jealous flame looking at the panic on her husband's face "Did Mas Damar still love her until she was unaware of my presence here"
Damar passed Olive just like that, running small towards the operating room. While yidak usually Damar behaves like that.
"However he must survive" A piece of approval paper in Damar's hands was immediately agreed to by him for the operation to proceed immediately.
The accident has spread to the media, almost all of them showing the same news. News of a woman running away for having accused a famous Doctor of false and tragic charges the woman got karmic on the spot. Not far from where the woman was in a terrible accident. That's how the news is today.
"The...." Gilang was surprised to see the woman in the news turned out to be Fanya.
"Keep know this woman?" Ask Alisya who was looking at the television in their room while covering Gilang shirt.
Gilang rubbed his head with a small towel, he had just finished bathing.
"Yes, he's my business partner" he said as he sat on the sofa of the room by the window. Currently Gilang is bare-chested and wearing shorts below the knee. Alisya also does not wear a veil and long veil. They were also no longer awkward, perhaps because of that night or because they were often together.
"You can get into an accident anyway" Wonder Gilang. The mission has just begun but defeat is in sight. Initially Fanya plans to trap Damar to get him to marry Fanya. However, Fate still favors the good. All of those plans seemed to be erased by the waves of the ocean, instantly leaving no trace.
Alisa saw her husband. From the look of Gilang's face looks annoyed, the burly body was slightly leaning forward, Gilang looked at his phone and then typed something. Alisya could only shut up, not wanting to know more. After the task was completed, Alisya went to the bathroom.
"Make me coffee" Tutah Gilang unknowingly the wife has disappeared "Where is she? if you need auka say if not needed nongol every minute of every second" Grunggutu annoyed.
Gilang turned his head towards the voice, it turned out to be Alisya, his face was glowing. The rest of the water on her face seemed to fondle the face of ayu and namis it. "Make me coffee" Pinta Gilang.
"Good, Mas. But I want to pray first"
Gilang moved from his seat "Shalat continuously fortunately what the hell? change your destiny that I don't want or change your face as the woman I love. Hah... don't embarrass you" Gilang also walked to the wardrobe, took a short light blue shirt.
Alisya rubbed her face with an occasional close eye, her husband's speech was like a thick cloth covering her face. It all seems dark and it is hard to breathe.
"Oh my God, my. Do not be like that, I pray for the duty of a Muslim. Not just to change destiny. Indeed, our duty as human beings is not to ask to be someone else but to accept what God has ordained. I will never ask Fate to change this life, nor do I want to switch places with other women" Alisya asserted. Right now he's really offended, his God's in the drag.
Gilang increasingly emboldened himself by approaching him.
"Please don't touch me, I've been ablution" Alisya retreated as Gilang's body slightly approached. Both are folded backwards.
Gilang saw the look on Alisya's face became slightly red and his eyes were sharp like a knife ready to stick.
"Just relax this time just kidding" Gilang also walked out of the room.