Don't Call Me Fat
Hospitals.

Sorry if the novel is too long and not finished. Up is also rare, sometimes once every 2 days. 🙏

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Yugo is seen standing still on the corner of the hospital floor. He was devastated to lose his baby candidate and saw the condition of his wife who was not good

They waited 2 hours.

Finally the doctor came out.

"The operation went well, just waiting for the siuman patient, I'm sorry first well" said the doctor.

Yugo immediately went inside to see the state of his wife, at this time only Yugo is allowed to enter.

The patient has not been transferred to the treatment room. That was just for a moment.

The nurse moved lidya to the ward.

Everyone waited anxiously.

After they have finished moving, they can enter one by one.

Yugo looks at his wife's face. He stroked his wife's hair. Sadness began to loom in his heart.

He was crying in silence. The son who was beside him was only able to stroke the shoulders of yoga.

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji'un" said the son remembered.

Yoga is crying.

"Everything happens by Allah's permission, maybe Allah is testing you with this calamity, be patient" said the son again.

"What if he wakes up, what should I tell him?" answer yoga.

"If it's hard let me explain to him later, you don't have to worry" exclaimed the calming son.

Yoga and son went out of the room, it was Sumiati's turn and devan's turn came in.

"Lidya, you are strong, hold on, hopefully recover soon" said sumiati.

Even though lidya is not yet aware they still talk.

"I'm sorry we weren't quick to help you back then. We should always be near you" exclaimed devan regretfully.

After being satisfied to see the state of lidya they also paid home because it was late at night.

Yugo and the son went back into the room. The son was teaching on the sofa in the corner of the room vviv according to the message from mr. Rudi.

The sound of footsteps getting closer to the room where lidya is treated. Rudi wijaya sir has arrived.

Slowly he opened the door and entered.

Yugo was a little surprised. The son is still teaching.

Yugo immediately backed off to let Mr. Rudi see his son.

"How can it be like this?" ask rudi angry.

Yugo then explains that lidya is experiencing violence from someone who is none other than his twin brother.

"Papa is disappointed with you yoga, you can't take good care of my daughter until she has to suffer like this? I even lost my granddaughter, being around you, like her lidya is not safe, could have the jerk back hurting her under the pretext of revenge on you and your family, he said, I can't let lidya suffer anymore, after this I'll take her home. Finish your business with that person or I am forced to separate you for the good and safety of my son" he exclaimed.

Son finished teaching. He closed the mini Qur'an that he brought. He heard all their conversations.

"Sorry reward, it is not good we separate the wife with her husband" exclaimed the son.

"You what are you? this is my son, my biological son, should I protect him from the dangers out there including his husband?" answer papa.

Yugo.

"I'm sorry I've failed to keep her, but please don't separate us, I promise I'll keep her even better" Yugo replied.

"Are you sure you can make her happy? see now? you actually burden her, I'm not sure you provide her well now" said rudi.

"Astagfirullah, sorry sir, even though I am poor, I still give her a living, although not much, and do not live luxuriously as usual. We are living happily" replied Yugo.

"Happy? are you sure he's happy? sorry yugo, find a job first and finish your business with your twin brother, I do not want my son to suffer life with you, because I have betrothed you, I also have the right to take it back when you are not able to keep and make it happy" said Mr. Rudi.

Yugo. He felt that he failed to be a good husband not because of his bad behavior but because of the troublesome behavior of his twin brother.

Rudi then called the police and his members to find James' whereabouts.

"Find the man until he can, though he hides at the end of the world, he cannot escape, I do not accept your failure. Must succeed!" rudi ended his phone call.

"Alright sir" replied someone on the other end of the phone.

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The next day.

Patricia was already packing up to go back to her home country.

He looked confusedly at James.

"Are you sure you don't want to come with me? I'm sure now that you're looking out there, I don't want to get involved with your outrageous case, I'm saying goodbye" Patricia said as she pushed her suitcase out of the hotel.

James looked at the increasingly distant patricia.

There was a nervousness lingering in his heart.

But he let Patricia go alone.

Airports and ports in the city are being guarded by police and pak Rudi's men.

As if the perpetrator is a drug dealer-class criminal, this is the result of his looking for trouble with mr. rudi wijaya.

In the hospital.

I opened my eyes slowly, faintly faintly I saw the sky of the hospital sky.

My head feels heavy.

"Lidya, are you awake, son?" rudi sir who was next to him.

I looked around.

"This where's the pah?" ask me.

"Hospital boy, you're in an accident, don't move much first yeah" papa said

"Accident?" I panicked and held my stomach.

"Well, is my content okay?" ask me.

Papa was silent, he could not bear to tell that lidya lost her fetus.

"That? why silent? where's yugo? yugo where pah" I asked.

"You rest ajja first well, don't mind much first" exclaimed papa.

I'm shaking.

"Papa hasn't answered my question" I said.

My son approached me.

"Sorry lidya, this may be hard for you, be patient" said the son.

"What the hell is it, my son's okay? please answer" I exclaimed.

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji'un, you miscarried, be patient, Allah is with those who are patient" said the son.

My tears are flowing. I shake my head.

"No, no way, my son is strong, he must be fine" I said.

"Lidya calm down, be patient, son, everything will be fine" he exclaimed.

"No, no way, my baby. My tears are unstoppable no more. I didn't expect to lose the child I was carrying.

Sorry dear mama, used to not want you, mama can not take good care of you. Sorry mama. My mind is on my exploding cry.

Papa and son tried to calm me down.