Driver For The Madam
Chapter 63. It's regained consciousness

*author Pov.

Hospitals.

Tap..tap.

Footsteps were heard approaching entering Mj's treatment room.

Ceklek, the doorknob in the swivel and a woman entered without permission.

Marshella and Elisha looked at the woman at the same time.

"Heh, I've been waiting for you a long time very Shel! luckily I saw you come in here." Sandra.

"So this is what you mean Lis? handsome also temen elo yes!" add Sandra who is approaching towards Mj's gurney.

"But wait, so you don't come home just to wait for this guy?" ask Sandra.

"I-i-ya ..." answered Elisha.

"Who is he? it could be elo wait for all the friends here." Sandra suspects.

"He's a private driver that's aunty." Answer Shella.

"Well, who's really just a driver? that rich handsome is just a doang driver? she.ha..ha."ha." Sandra Ejek.

"Ah, I'm not interested mah, what's the use of handsome anyway if the bag is dry." Sandra's lips.

"Elisa just pity her, nothing more. He already has a kid in the village." Elisha Plan.

"Naksir also not pa-pa anyway, I support elo if you want a divorce with my bang!" Sandra.

"You're just a rich mouth! I'll try to file a divorce letter, it'll be a shred, won't it?" challenge Elisha.

"I support divorce as long as my brother is healed!" sandra said lightly.

"If so later I try to do ngobatin om Cipto again!" Elisa Binar.

"Hey hick, don't dream in the morning elo!" sneer Shella ketus.

"Let it be Shel, she's also kasian ngurusin papa lo mulu, ha..ha.ha!" sandra's Laughter.

Maybe because Sandra's voice was quite loud making Malik slowly frowned.

His net was trying to open, he blinked it a few times.

Malik looked around. He looked at Elisha who was on the edge of his safe. There was Marshella by the door, and there was also an arrogant woman back then.

Malik looked at the three of them in turn.

"I where? why am I here?" malik asked in a loud voice.

"Alhamdulillah you have come to your senses." Elisa immediately pressed the emergency button.

"We're home now, Shella! don't let us catch the disease of their rich poor." Sandra dragged Shella's arm.

(Well, if it were poor and rich it could be nular. The author wants to deket-deket same people sholehah aja deh, hehehe.)

"But aunt, Mj just woke up." Reject Shella.

"There's no buts! elo kudu nurut same aunt point. We're going home right now!" drag Sandra rough.

Marshella obeyed his tantric wish. He followed Sandra's steps who rushed out of the room.

Inside the treatment room Malik still felt dizzy and his throat heated up.

"In the meantime the doctors and nurses will be here, be patient!" said Elisa.

Malik just nodded slowly in understanding. He held his throbbing forehead. Elisha looked at Malik unblinking.

She felt grateful that Malik had come to his senses.

Not long after the doctor and nurse entered and checked on Malik.

The other side in the car.

"Eh, elo has a crush on that cake guy! a loss to know!" sandra's lips on Shella.

"Here is aunty, liver problems can not be forced aunt." Shella Sahut.

"He has a child! elo is still a demen too?" ask Sandra.

"Why is tant? no problem though!" shella relaxed.

"Ah elo mah just love monkey doang. Later if there is a new one also must have forgotten the same driver." Cibir Sandra while driving out of the hospital.

"Whatever aunty wants to say whatever! Shella doesn't care!" refute Shella.

"Dearn not the words of parents can be good Shel, be careful deh elo!" threaten Sandra.

"Tante mah emang likes it! rich aunt never denied the talk of oma ajah." Shella's lips.

"Huh, don't bring the dead!" hardik Sandra growled.

Marshella who heard the tant was instantly silent for a moment. He no longer spoke of Sandra. They were silent while looking at the highway in front of him. The thoughts of the two drifted off somewhere.

*Mj treatment room.

The doctor and the nurse left them both. Mj's condition has begun to improve and must wait to recover fully. Elisha held Mj's hand.

"Thank God you're sober, I'm so afraid that anything will happen to you!" anxious Elisha.

"What am I anyway? why don't I just want to, right?" tanya Mj was confused by the quiet voice.

"really? but why don't I want to?" kernit Mj is confused.

"Calm down, now you're conscious. So, Elisha wasn't worried about getting rich anymore." Elisa smiled softly at Mj.

"There's a lot of Lis, if you don't, I don't know what I'm like!" mj sincerely said.

"Elisa did all this because of the same affection Mj!" said Elisha further tightened his hand.

"Yes, I know it's Lis. May fate be on our side." Pinta.

"Let's see, Elisha wasn't sure. But, I hope so!" sahut Elisha's.

Both of them dissolved in an erratic mood. Their feelings were tested by Elisha's current status. Fate can take sides, it can also turn away.

We will never know when fate will choose us as its friends.

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The Cahyono family mansion.

Sandra and Marshella get out of the car.

Plakkkkp. Shella slammed the car door hard.

"Heh, si*lan boy. Maen close the fasten ajah!" sandra saw his nephew's behavior.

"Here you!" Sandra catches up with Shella and takes her arm.

"We need to talk to your dad! we're going there now!" take Sandra to force Shella to follow her.

"Lepasin napa is tant!" rebellious Shella.

"Take care of the tree!"

"But why am I talking to you anyway. What does this have to do try!" grouse Shella.

"Let bang Cipto know his son's behavior!" obviously Shella.

Sandra has entered Cipto's room. The middle-aged man sat quietly in his wheelchair. Her netra looked towards Sandra who was dragging her son's arm. Looks smooth visible.

"Bang, look at the kid! like a man who has one child!" sandra murmur.

"Dilangin do not be reckless still ngeyel chase it man!" call Sandra again.

"Don't miss auntie pa! om Mj is the guy!" sergeant Shella.

"You know what if you don't already have a child, you have to get away from Shella!" get Sandra to ketus.

Cipto who saw the quarrel began to move his lips slowly. It seems like he wants to say something.

Shella and Sandra are still arguing over Mj. The two of them did not notice Cipto who started moving slowly from his wheelchair. Cipto who saw the two of them as if to break up and stop him.

His feet moved little by little. Without feeling Cipto moving forward.

Brugh.

Cipto fell out of a wheelchair.

Marshella and Alexandra stopped their argument and looked towards Cipto who was already on the floor.

"Abang.." cried Sandra.

"Papa.." cried Shella.

"Why did you fall?" Shella approached Cipto.

Shella and Sandra work together to raise Cipto back into a wheelchair.

"Wait a minute bang! are you starting to move?" ask Sandra.

Cipto just rubs the net slowly.

"Papa's starting to change auntie!" shella's strangulation between joy and fear.

Shella's mind drifted to the events two years ago. Her father was the key witness to why she was sick like this.

"Shella, what's wrong with you?" wonder Sandra.

"It's okay aunt, Shella is upset that papa is getting well!" the lie smiled stiffly.

"Wait a minute, where is she? isn't it like this that you have to take your walk to the front garden of the house?"

"Maybe still busy in the tant kitchen. Want Shella to call you?"

"Don't do it, let aunty take your brother out! all right, ask around to let brother respond again."

Shella cackles when she hears her tantic words.

"Well aunt, shella's going to the room first!" pamit Shella's in a hurry.

Sandra pushed slowly on the wheelchair. He took Cipto out of the house. The heated debate between the two of them stopped there.

Arriving at the park, Sandra sat opposite Cipto. He said something that Cipto understood. Clear water dripped on Cipto's cheeks. sadness felt obvious on the look of his face.

"It turns out they......"

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