Bella's Script
Red light
The nature of the wheel of life is spinning, clearly very felt by Saras.
A few hours ago, she felt a burst of happiness when she saw Bella in an edit by a man she loved. A great achievement for a mother who raises her daughter alone.
It feels like the day does not want to end and the desire to continue to feel this happiness still Saras expected from the bottom of his heart.
Unfortunately, not all desires and expectations can be realized. In the next few hours, Saras was made to tear when he found Ozi rolling on the floor of his room alone against the intense pain in his head.
The heart of which mother is not broken, watching her child in pain is like trying to die.
Like riding a roller coaster and reaching the heights but suddenly in a matter of seconds he was dropped just like that, Saras' heart stopped beating.
His heart screamed, imagining the bad things Ozi might have experienced.
No, he couldn't even imagine it. As the shadow of Ozi's pale face and pain, moaning stifledly hid her pain so as not to ruin Bella's marriage happiness, Saras opened her eyes immediately.
His eyes did not dare to be closed anymore, because the image of Ozi's face was drawn more and more clearly. His trembling hands he used to support his bowed head. He was crying a lot. What happens if he is late? Can he stand intact?
“Mah...” Bella grabbed Saras trembling body and carried him into her arms. The woman then drowned. It takes time to lean, the day is too heavy.
That sense of heaviness was not only for Saras, but for the entire Fauzi family.
It had been an hour since Ozi entered the operating room and they were sitting in the waiting room. Expect to watch the red light that lights up above the operating room door.
“Operation will last about 6 to 8 hours. We will try to be as optimal as possible and please do’a from the family for smooth operation.” That's the explanation the doctor Bella received before signing the approval of the action.
8 Hours, 8 hours is a long time. One hour Bella's new past just feels like a century. Especially when anxious like this.
But what can be said, he can only resign and wait while berdo’a to smooth everything.
The sound of footsteps could be heard approaching Bella and Saras. There was Ibra who then sat beside him.
“Ngak. I have the same permission for the lecturer to not enter this afternoon.” Ibra leaned her body against the wall and closed her eyes.
His heart was still pounding from the moment he heard Saras scream from Ozi's room and made him run quickly up the stairs to Ozi's room.
Seeing the helpless Ozi and the weeping Saras roaring for his son, Ibra thoughtlessly carried the body of the older brother higher than him and carried him down to the car.
Akh, even though he had rubbed his face several times the scary shadow was still clearly visible.
“Lo just started college but already truant.” Bella's words sounded slow. Ibra realized that it was only a form of diversion of her brother's feelings and did not need to be responded to Ibra.
“Udah bang?” Ibra asked as Devan gave back his phone.
“Udah, I told you there is a sick family. Lo allowed permission but later there are tasks sent via email lo said.”
Apparently Devan just finished contacting Lecturer Ibra to request permission.
"Hem. Thanks very much." It was fortunate to have an older brother who could help him ask for permission from the lecturer.
Bella turned her face to see the towering tall body standing before her. Devan rubbed his head gently making Bella's eyes tear back. She bit her lips to hold back the crying.
“Ozi will last, you have to believe it.” She was to calm Bella.
Although in fact he was just as anxious as the others.
Bella just nodded and let Devan's hand wipe her tears. When there was Devan he was always so easy to show his weakness.
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