Because of You
Farewell

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The clangs of sharp objects beside the operating table sounded domineering. The wound in Bagas' head required him to undergo a fairly long surgery process.

Fikri's driver died on the spot, while Fikri himself was in a coma in the ICU room because of severe injuries that were almost the same as Bagas.

Elsewhere, Laila has remained faithfully blindfolded since the accident. Not because of severe injuries, in this incident it was Laila who looked fine. There were only a few small scratches and bruises on his body.

But somehow the beautiful woman had not woken up. Although not a heavy wound, likely due to a hard impact on his head that caused Laila to be unconscious for a long time.

nadia's sobs run down in front of the operating room. Why his sisters could have fared this way..

Damar's grasp and embrace always strengthened him..

While the father, back uprooted when he heard his two children had an accident.

What a hard reality..

Zacky left all these problems to his father and assistant to take care of him.he only focused on accompanying his unconscious wife.

Until late at midnight the next night, Laila began to wake up from her long sleep..

he blinked and saw the sleeping husband curled up to embrace him..

Laila arranged her consciousness, remembering the last incident that befell her and her sister-in-law.

Without feeling Laila shed tears, her body trembled as she recalled the sister lying on the side of the road..

The small movement of Laila felt Zacky who then immediately woke up..

"honey, you're up...??"

Laila nodded while wiping her tears..

"thank God, you gave my wife back..!" zacky said as he hugged his wife with his million gratitude..

Zacky sat his body on the side of Laila's bed.

Millions of longings were expressed when the wife was in the arms but there was no reply. It's a long wait for a Zacky.

Laila rubbed her husband's cheeks gently, and Zacky kissed his wife's delicate hand repeatedly out of happiness.

"what about Bagas..? is he okay2?" laila asked shortly after she asked for a drink out of thirst..

Zacky lowered his head, with his sad face Laila could guess, the words that would come out of the husband's mouth was not good news..

"Bagas congratulations baby, but he's still in a coma.we'd better pray...!"

Instantly Laila's cry broke, she roared hysterically..

He saw the incident with his own eyes. Laila unceasingly blamed herself for the incident. Even more so when he heard his father's condition had deteriorated..

His heart felt more and more disfigured..

The husband always faithfully accompanies and gives her strength when sadness covers her life..

Zacky will never let his loved ones get so late in grief..

In front of a special room now Laila is. Seeing the figure of a handsome young man who drooped helplessly with various medical devices on his body. His head was covered in a thick bandage. Laila could only stare and pray from behind the glass window that connected the special room where her sister was lying..

"excuse me Bagas..!!" he said softly along with the roar of tears that never subsided..

"stop blaming yourself, Bagas won't like to hear it..!"

Zacky hugged and rubbed his wife's soft back to give her some calmness.

* * *

"mrs, patient Fikri realized.he called your name..!" a nurse gave him news.

With the help of a wheelchair, Zacky drove Laila to the room Fikri located far from Laila's nursery so that his wife did not tired of walking.

In Fikri's room, Zacky made room for the two of them by choosing to wait outside.

Laila who was now sitting quietly beside Fikri's bed where she was being treated looked at him with an unreadable look..

Sister had said that this man hugged to protect Laila when a truck hit her car, so that the wound he was experiencing was not so severe.

While Fikri himself hit so hard that his head was badly injured..

The gauze that wrapped most of his head was proof of the impact he had received..

"ma.ma.af right a.ku Lai.la..!" he said sternly and softly almost inaudible

Laila was silent, she wanted to be furious that Bagas had almost lost his life. Even his current good fortune was not necessarily on his side..

"are you satisfied with Fikri..??" he said asking back with trembling lips to hold back the crying..

The corner of Fikri's eyes shed a clear liquid, there was a regret printed on his face.he was unable to say any other words other than an apology..

Even wanting to say that word alone he had to try hard along with the pain that spread throughout his body.

Laila again cried sobbing, her heart so hurt. But seeing Fikri's state like that increasingly makes his chest feel tight.

"sorry.sorry..!" he said again trying to reach Laila's hand with a intermittent breath

Laila clasped her hands and nodded..

"i forgive you Fik. forgive me for not being able to repay your love. You are my best friend and will forever be my best friend..!" he said without being able to hold back his tears that just shed..

Fikri's breathing grew stifled as if he was still trying to say a few more words. But the moment the grip of his hand fell off, it made Laila panic and immediately called the doctor.

"what's up, baby??"

"i don't know, Fikri is already rich gini..!"

Zacky hugged Laila's body which shook to see Fikri who arrived2 just did not move anymore..

The doctor immediately examined him and a look of disappointment was shown the middle-aged doctor's face..

"sorry madam, the patient cannot be saved..!"

Laila roared again by burying her face in the husband's chest..

this was his last meeting with his best friend, and they are now separated for good..

* * *

Marissa pulled her suitcase slowly as she entered the airport area.

The beautiful woman looked tough walking in line with a man who drove her to that place..

"Ca. this is for you..!"

The man gave a small box out of his jacket pocket..

"what's this??" ask when you receive the box

"open it.."

Marissa was amazed by the appearance of the contents of the box that displays a beautiful brooch decorated with the best pearls of this country.

"waaaww.. That's so pretty..!" praise her who immediately put the flower-shaped object on her blazer..

"Laila herself asked me to give it to you..!"

Marissa raised both her eyebrows..

"really??"

"yes, he knows that you like pearls..!"

Marissa smiled..

"your wife is so sweet..!" praise again in a soft tone..

Zacky chuckled while putting his hand in his pants pocket.

"thank you Ca, if you're not there maybe the police will be late to find my wife and sister..!" he said sincerely

"don't be too shy, I should apologize. I should have known myself and not disturbed your household. I'm right2 sorry..!"

Zacky nodded as he smiled at his signature smile that Marissa loved so much..

"do it, then let it pass. May you get a true man2 sincerely love you..!"

Marissa gave a rough breath..

"hopefully there will be another handsome man trapped like you..!" he said he punched Zacky softly and took one step back while chuckling..

"yes. hopefully..!"

"hemmm. All right, I gotta go. Actually I intend to stay here, if only the person I love would want to live with me. But apparently, this country is not suitable for me..!" he joked but his eyes started to look glassy..

"sorry...!"

Marissa nodded with her lips tightened and held back tears..

"Son, can I ask you something??" tanyanya doubt..

"say..!"

"maybe, for the last time I want to hug you just this once..!"

the door is hopeful..

Without a second plea, Zacky hugged Marissa..

And there, the woman was crying..

All feelings of sadness, disappointment, regret, haru and happiness mixed in the last embrace of the man he loved..

There is a sense of unwillingness when the embrace must end..

"thank you..!"

he said after Zacky let go of his embrace. The handsome man only muttered while nodding.

Goodbye is the best way. This country is not the place.

Marissa hopes to find true love in the country she will live in, even though she herself is unsure..

"greet me and thank me for Laila..!"

"surely,,..!!"

Marissa waved her hand and got further away..

Yeah. The more it gets the better..

seriate..