
"J-falling?" Dinda glanced up at the stairs.
"Yes mbak, please mbak! there's a lot of blood on the floor"
"Blood?"
ART was nodding in fear.
"Get the security guard right now, we'll take Prilly to the hospital. I'm going upstairs to check his condition"
"Yes, mom. The room is upstairs, the door is open"
Adinda immediately ran up the stairs after assuring. ART ran to the security guard post.
As soon as her steps reached the room, Dinda quickly moved to the bathroom.
A pair of neutrals found Prilly sitting on the floor and leaning against the bathroom cabinet. The woman was groaning in pain with a deathly pale face. Cold sweat washed all over the body.
"Astaghfirullah, Prilly?"
"D-Sin"
The doctor barged into the bathroom in a hurry and hugged Prilly, then checked the heart rate on her right hand.
His heart rate is very weak, as opposed to the heartbeat of Dinda who was actually racing fast the effects of holding panic.
Not long after, Art and the security guard came.
"Innalallahi, non Prilly"
"Snake fast we lift Prilly's body and get her to the car!"
"B-well mbak"
The security guard placed himself in the leg, the ART in the head while Dinda in the middle supported Prillya's waist.
Difficult to go down the stairs, finally their steps to also beside Dinda's car. Another ART rushed to open the car door for her young lady.
While Dinda was sitting Prilly's body on the back bench, there was a car that seemed to be honking from behind the gate.
ART opened the car door and ran towards the gate.
Birawa frowned in astonishment at the sight of the security guard and his ART activity, as Prillya was already in the car, unaware that something was going on with her daughter.
"What is this, Gun sir?" Birawa asked the driver while he was still driving his car to the garage.
"Maybe something happened, Mr. Bi"
Curious, Birawa immediately opened the car door as soon as the car came to a halt.
The ART approached him and was about to tell him about Prilly.
"What's up, Ning?" Birawa asked as she threw down the car door.
"Non Prilly fell sir?"
"What's? fall down?"
Without waiting for his ART nod, Birawa immediately stepped wide towards Dinda's car.
"Prilly!"
"Sir Bi!" said Satpam with a sharp breath and then give a gap so that Birawa can get into the car.
A pair of Birawa's eyes saw Dinda in the car.
"What's wrong with Prilly?"
"Don't ask too many questions sir" said Dinda holding back tired. "Please sit next to Prilly, I'll give you first aid"
"Pak Gun, hurry up and get Dinda's car" Birawa orders her driver to drive Dinda's car to the hospital.
Once Mr. Gun had put himself in the steering wheel, they went straight to the hospital.
Dinda who always provides medical equipment such as infusions along with her hose, syringes, some gauze and antibiotic drugs in her car, directly stuck an infusion needle in her right hand.
"Good, mbak"
"It's not quick to drive, sir, but be careful"
"Well, Non" The driver knew that Dinda was Birawa's daughter.
Still with a panicked face, Dinda immediately contacted her co-worker Zaskia while in Harquina, because Dinda would take her sister to Zidan's hospital.
"Doctor Zaskia, please set up a cage in front of Harquina's main door, set up the operating table right now" he said on a mobile phone.
"What's this, Din?" asked Zaskia not understand.
"Pak Zidan's wife is bleeding heavily, we need to have surgery as soon as possible"
"I understand Din, I'll be ready soon"
"Thank you doctor, Zaskia"
Call disconnected. Dinda checked Prilly's heart rate again. Not only that, Dinda's eyes caught the condition of the bottom of the sister who was not only wet because of blood, but also a rather turbid and fishy fluid.
Even Dinda's clothes contracted the liquid and the smell of carnation that was so pungent, because he had carried Prilly's body at the waist.
"D-well"
"Why? you feel anything?"
"S-it hurts, yeah"
"You calm down, yeah! we'll be at the hospital soon. There's your sister here too who's monitoring your condition, so get rid of your fear, okay" Birawa said with a very noticeable worried face.
While Dinda's panic intensified to see Prilly's legs continue to be smeared with turbid liquid mixed with blood.
While breathing in, Dinda tried to make Prilly calm down.
An excruciating pain made cold sweat pour out.
"Don't sleep Prilly" asked Dinda as Prilly's eyes slowly closed. "Stay awake, master your consciousness"
Prilly nodded very slowly.
"Strong boy! listen and obey your brother's orders". Inexplicably Birawa is so frontal that she calls Dinda Prilly's sister.
"Not strong, yeah. It's really sick"
"Cry Prilly, if it hurts" Entertain Dinda sincerely, so that Prilly does not fall asleep. "Don't hold it, yell if you need to"
Prilly knew very well how anxious the look on Dinda's face, the woman he had always despised, was now trying to calm himself in the midst of the pain he felt.
Harquina Hospitals,
Because one of the ARTs that did not participate was ordered by Dinda to contact Zidan, the man quickly walked to find an obstetrician to prepare the operating room. His steps passed by the doctor Zaskia who was also running tergopoh prepare everything.
"Doctor Zaskia!" said Zidan
"Operation room is ready, sir"
Zidan was surprised by Zaskia who had even prepared everything.
Seeing the look on his boss's face that looked confused, Zaskia spoke again.
"Doctor Dinda told me a few minutes ago"
"Doctor Dinda?" mummified Zidan lirih. His black manic moved restlessly thinking of something.
Why doctor Dinda?
Is he at dad's house, or maybe he's the one who made Prilly fall?
Those bad thoughts took over Zidan's head.
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