After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 35

The banner stands in the ICU room. Inside was his wife who was being treated by the medical. Occasionally hit his head. The debris of regret continued to fight in his heart. If only he had been there, maybe what Echa was going through would not have happened.

The sound of the door squealing indicates that someone came out of the door. The figure of the man in white clothes stood as if he was looking for something.

"Theresia's mother's family?" call doctor.

"I'm her husband. Doctor how's my wife doing?" ask Panji.

The doctor, tagged "Muhammad Iqbal" only took a deep breath. It looks like there should be more serious action for his patients. People gathered waiting for certainty.

"Sir, your wife seems to have to be taken more seriously. The glass that pierced your wife's upper thigh went very deep. And we can't just unplug."

"Is it bad, Doc?"

"The glass is very big and goes into the meat. If it is not treated faster it will affect the wound. I'm sorry to know why I got glass?"

"There was an incident at our reception, Doc. Do what the best doctor thinks. Please save my wife." beg Panji while tightly grasping the doctor's fingers.

"I try, Sir. Foreign objects that are allowed to stick can trigger the onset of infection. The doctor will see the wound first. The magnitude of the wound stuck in glass, how deep the wound, bleeding that arises or the presence or absence of infection.

From the results of the examination will be determined the best handling. Fractions of glass stuck to the tissue may need to be taken through a small surgical procedure with local anesthesia. In addition to removing broken glass, cleaning of the injured area will be carried out, sewn if necessary and given antibiotics and antinyes. The tetanus vaccine will be considered for dirty wounds exposed to rust." Panji nodded after hearing a lengthy explanation from the doctor.

After the doctor went back inside. The pennant is back in the waiting chair. His suit was already dirty with blood from Echa's wounds. His head was rising up into the night sky. For a moment the eyes closed.

The recipe was even messed up because of the tragedy earlier. Want to blame the little boy? it doesn't feel ethical. Moreover, the child was also injured.

"That little boy how is he?" batin Panji's.

Panji sees Mia among the Echa family. Fortunately, Mia turned her head towards him so it was not difficult to call her cousin.

"What's up, brother?"

"Please find out about that little boy. Find out also about this incident through the hotel cctv." said Panji lirih.

"Good, brother. Anything else?" Mia must ensure her superior instructions. Who knows, there is less.

"Sister, sorry. The day after tomorrow I couldn't get to work" Mia said as she leaned her head against the hospital wall. "Why?" ask Panji. It's not usually her cousin's sister like this.

"Mama's departure warning. Only I am currently able to carry out this activity. Papa's in jail, Randi's brother is out of nowhere. I hope Brother Randi comes to the memorial for Mama's departure."

"If the icon allows me to come with Echa. You know for yourself now things are precarious. How's the little boy doing?"

"Said the man he immediately brought a woman. I think it's his mother. I don't see it directly. How can a child be at an adult party. If I was his mother, he would come to the afternoon event. Pity her child." said Mia.

It was not just Mia who was astonished. The banner thinks the same. Why can there be a kid at the night reception. You should not bring a child at that hour. Didn't you give the choice of events day and night. Panji's head suddenly muttered considering the events beyond his reasoning.

"I if I don't like it, someone will find it difficult to judge it to be good. That's how I felt when my dad knew Anne to my mom who was pregnant.

My best friend Delia was betrayed by Dira. During Delia's time abroad, Dira cornered and dated Arjuna. Since then I don't like people who've committed treason." Mia recalled the time when Eka told her everything that Delia had experienced because of Dira and Arjuna.

"Why hate what's none of your business? Even if your friend is not the same partner, the sign is not a match. I've heard Arjuna's version of their story. Delia had a child abroad. And to the surprise of the biological man his son is Rian, Dira's future husband. God, if he had the power, would have opened it all.

 Okay about Adrian, I agree too. How could she refuse your mother's pregnancy for fear of her physical changes. It's even the same one that's not far from my age as hers." isn't she smart-ass. But according to Panji Mia's hatred is unfounded. Not in place either.

"Son, banner what happened to Echa." Ms. Laksmi appears in the middle of her chat with Mia.

Laksmi came with her husband Tika. Anxiety gurgles on the middle-aged woman's face. Who is not sad to hear the princess was injured on the day of her wedding reception. Along the way her husband Tika in droves questions how could Echa get hurt. Unfortunately, the man could not answer. He was nowhere near the incident.

"Mom, I'm sorry that I couldn't keep Echa. I'm sorry, Mom." The banner prostrated at the feet of her mother-in-law.

"Mom asked what happened to Echa! Not hearing regret from you. This is your form of ignorance, Panji!" ma'am Laksmi's voice is rising.

Indri finally told him what he saw. The awkwardness of seeing no small there at the evening party. Especially hitting the back dress of Echa. The tail of the Echa dress does not interfere with road traffic.

"Oh Allah, what is this sign? Why should there be such an event on my son's happy day. Your banner has to do something, I want the best handling for Echa. If anything happens to Echa, you're guilty of this." Ms. Laksmi got more emotional after knowing what happened to her daughter.

"I'm sorry, Mom." The pennant could only bow his head. The guilt of what happened to his wife was certainly lodged in his heart. The look of Madam Laksmi's anger at him.

...***...

"Assalamualaikum," said Fadlan in front of the porch.

Today is Fadlan's schedule for Ayla's foot therapy. Of course he will keep his promise will help Ayla to recover. The sound of the door squealing signified someone welcoming him. It looked as if the middle-aged woman he respected was standing before him.

"Mother," Fadlan greeted his adoptive mother. Even though she knew Miss Ismi had never liked her since childhood.

"Oh, you, Fad. It just so happens that you came. I can talk to you." The tone of Bu Ismi's voice was still the same as usual. Cold and flat. Never had Fadlan found that woman smiling at him.

"Good, Mom. We're going inside."

"We'll just talk here. If inside Ayla hear." said Miss Ismi.

"Good, Mom." Fadlan and Bu Ismi were already sitting side by side in the long chair made of rattan.

"I thank you for helping Ayla get well. You're a good man, Fad. But I'm sorry that I haven't been able to fully accept you as a foster child. Mom gets to the core. If Ayla has healed her leg, I ask you not to come to Ayla often."

"Why, Mom. I've considered Ayla ..."

"I know you like Ayla. The heart cannot be forced. But do you know who Ayla's love is for? For Typhoon. Nak Typhoon is trying to mend his relationship with Ayla. I beg you, don't feel anything for Ayla."