False Passion (Selfish Marriage)
72. Comas

"Eril, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I never did that stupid thing again. Please, forgive me, Eril," said Benn. The man stood up trying to get close to Eril. I feel so eager to hug.

"Don't come near. That's not stupid. But vile, evil, asshole, cunning,,!! Hicc..hik..hik...!!" Eril pointed a sharp point at Benn and cried loudly sobbing.

"Go,! Or am I going,?!!" exclaim Eril in his between-spots.

Benn was silent no longer able to speak. Feeling so guilty and useless.

"Alright, I'll go first, but I won't let you and my son go" Benn said. Walk away limp and grubby. His heart was empty without passion and support. It was so hard stepping out to leave them in the apartment. But also do not want if Eril who will recklessly leave.

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The black sedan car driven by the heartbroken and demoralized man, skated fast splitting the lane of the road very fast. Suddenly veered sharply into the freeway. Driving without hope and purpose.

The rider continued to increase speed unconsciously. His mind was empty and empty. Only make maximum use of the freeway that is being occupied. Can't remember if that toll will end soon at the intersection.

Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!!

Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!! Tin...!!

Brraaakkkkkk..!!!!!!!!

Braaaan..!!!!!!!!

Brraaakkkkkk..!!!!!!!!

Braaaan..!!!!!!!!

A continuous collision at the junction between the freeway and the striped road...

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The woman with a pleasant aura was staring blankly with a swollen face. Almost a week saw him lying stiff and without the slightest movement. I can only look at it without touching it.

Feeling guilty has made the man experience a terrible accident on the streets. Regretting has driven away the husband without feeling so. Feeling a selfish wife without an abundance of forgiveness for the man who was already her husband. The man truly regretted his mistake.

Eril was sitting in front of the neurologist tensely. Listen with the focus of everything the doctor says about the condition of the husband to him.

"So my husband wasn't actually hurt at all,?" eril asked with a bright face in disbelief. The doctor nodded.

"Your husband is the cause of that successive accident. But there were no injuries on his body. Your husband is quite good at controlling the vehicle and himself. Just very strange and unfortunate, your husband actually fell into a coma that should not happen." said the doctor with an authoritative and calm voice.

"How did that happen, Doc? What's the cause,?" eril asked with a feeling of annoyance and anxiety.

"Then, how long was my husband's coma, doc,?" ask Eril. A little anxious about the doctor's answer that might hurt and disappoint him.

"Depends on the patient's response to the stimulus given. Any sound, touch or activity that is likely to be responded to." explained the doctor very convincingly.

"Does my husband have to stay in this hospital, doc,?" eril asked with continued worry.

"We'll wait two weeks. Because the patient no longer needs heavy equipment, after two weeks, the family can take him home" explained the doctor.

"So after this, I can go in the room and wait for him in person, doc,?" ask Eril excitedly. The middle-aged male doctor nodded back.

"Yes, you can get him to communicate. Speak if the patient will feel happy and happy. It can increase the likelihood of a response" said the doctor gave hope.

That important conversation is over. Eril expressed his gratitude before leaving the room. I feel a bit excited this time. Doctors have allowed him to enter the room where Benn is being treated. And can approach directly in patients who are comatose without injury.

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The ICU treatment has moved to the VIP pavilion room of the special care section of the nerve...

The man in the coma looked wrinkled on his face. His usual clean white face was bright and handsome, now looking very pale. Sexy lips are always reddish brown, now also faded and faint whitening. Benn looked weak and pitiful in his eyes.

With a beautiful woman who is loyal to accompany and sit beside him. Look at her silently with tears flowing occasionally. Not yet able to speak to invite him to speak. Feeling helpless to open your mouth and tell stories. There is no power to seduce and coax on the body of the statue that is stretched withered in front of him.

Tok..!Tok..!

The sound of knocking quietly twice at the VIP treatment door sounded faintly from the front. Eril moved out of the room and headed for the door. Sure if they are a couple in-laws with their fives who are missed.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said the two in-laws together. They had been standing before the pavilion door after Eril opened the door he had locked

"Wa'alaikumsalam ma, pa," greeted Eril while retreating backwards.

"Let's go with mama, Van," said Eril as he held out his hand after the in-laws entered the pavilion.

The mother and child embrace each other. Evan seemed to miss his mother. For more than a week, Evan continued to be with the in-laws. Split up with Eril who is in charge of waiting for Benn who is comatose. And will be brought in-laws once a day to visit his comatose daddy.

Because work cannot be ignored. Mama Donha runs a hotel with Evan and a babby sitter. Mr. Harsa takes care of all the foundations in the main building office in place of the temporary son. Yeah, hope it's only temporary and Benn will soon be as human as ever.

"Sorry, we didn't come quickly when you told me that Benn was approachable. Our work is very piled up, Ril," explained the mother-in-law in a disdainful tone to her daughter-in-law. Eril nodded.

"It's okay, ma. Everything has been arranged by the officer when moving the room earlier, no hassle at all," Eril explained to mama Dhona. While the father-in-law had slid into the room observing his poor son.

"When does Benn come home, Ril,?" ask mama.

"Maybe another week, ma. Or if there is a very good kamajuan, it can be even faster" Eril explained as she walked with the in-laws to the room where Benn was laid.

"Let's hope suddenly there's a miracle, Ril. Poor Benn," said the mother-in-law as she rubbed her eyes. The woman was secretly crying. No more power to cover his pain. Crying the misfortune of the son who continues to bertubi come over.