Forced to Marry a Handsome Duda
Chapter 69. Bian consciousness

Fatimah's body went limp for a moment. Crashing on the floor with sweat. His face withered with terrified eyes. Hands shaking with heads constantly shaking. 

What have I done? Such is the word that is now stuck on the tip of the tongue. 

Tears were dripping down his cheeks that began to wrinkle. 

Mr. July crawled forward. Approaching Fatimah's mother who was leaning against the door. No matter the pain in his head. To be sure, his heart was now much more sick than the wounds created by Fatimah.

His hand is out ahead. Want to touch the face of the old wife first. However, sir Juli pulled back and grabbed it. 

"I'm sorry." The speech escaped heavily from the corner of Mr. July's lips. 

Ms. Fatimah began to panic as Mr. Juli's face grew pale. He moved from his seat to open the closet in the room. Picking up the shawl and running towards Juli. 

"You should be taken to the hospital immediately, Mas." Wrap the wound with the cloth he had torn. Preventing his blood from coming out. 

Mr. Juli smiled as his head was on Ms. Fatimah's thigh. A comfortable place that he used to feel after coming home from work. For the umpteenth time he cursed his ever-deep folly. 

"Where's hp, you?" ms. Fatimah asked still in a state of panic, but her brain could think clearly. 

Mr. Juli reached into his flat object in the pocket of the pants with the rest of the energy he had. His eyes were starting to dim and the pain that was creeping made him now unable to do anything. 

"Don't call anyone, let me be like this."

Fatimah's mother scrunched her forehead. Her hand continued to press the cloth on the husband's head which was still giving off red liquid. 

"Don't be stupid, do you want me to suffer more. If you die for sure I'll be suspected of being a murderer. Your family will report me to the police, and I'll be in jail. I don't want that, I want to be happy with my daughter and granddaughter. Enough of what you've done has tormented me."

Fatimah's mom sniffled. Not because of Mr. Juli, but rather fear that it all happened and he will part with Latitude. 

Mr. Juli could only silently digest every word of the wife.

Ms. Fatimah grabbed the phone in her hand in July and opened it. Again she was surprised by the wallpaper attached to her husband's phone. 

"Why are our wedding photos here?" asked Ms. Fatimah, looking closely at her own picture. 

Mr. Juli only responded with a small smile. Withstanding increasingly extraordinary pain. 

Furthermore, Ms. Fatimah did not bother about it. That's the business of Mr. July, for him to currently get help in order to escape the law, he thought. 

"My first daughter." That's what Mr. Juli mentioned with his lips when Fatimah looked confused. 

Ms. Fatimah directly pressed the call after finding the name.

Not long after, Ms. Fatimah and Lintang spoke by phone. Ms Fatimah said what happened in her home, although not as detailed as the tragedy, at least she told Lintang if her father was injured and had to be taken to hospital immediately. 

Yudha who was still on the road immediately turned the direction back home after getting an explanation from the Latitude. 

In the hospital 

Despite the doctor's treatment, Fatimah was still filled with fear. Her heart did not calm down before knowing her husband's current state. 

The latitude moved from his seat. Approaching the mother who was peering behind the transparent glass door. Relying his head, looking directly at the father who is now lying limp on the gurney. 

A burning grudge. The deep hatred seemed to disappear seeing the suffering of the father. Although it has been hurt in such a way, Lintang still has a soft heart, will not forget the struggle of his father. 

"But what if his wife doesn't take it?" 

Yudha stood beside Fatimah's mother, "Don't worry, ma'am. I'll take care of everything."

"Honey, you just call Bian, tell him he told you to come here. Don't tell me you're sick, you just say you want to meet."

Lintang nodded then took the phone from his bag. 

Thirty minutes later, Bian had already arrived at the hospital. The man wearing a box shirt with black jeans, as well as the backpack on his back shook hands with Lintang. 

"What did you tell me to come here?" bian asked, turning to shake hands with Fatimah and Yudha. 

Lintang looked at her husband and then looked at Bian again. 

"Dad's sick, now he's being treated, but you can't tell Aunt Sovia, huh?"

Bian's eyes instantly fixed into the room without saying anything. Missing, maybe that's how he feels right now. Because, since the debate that night Bian went from home and chose to live independently. 

"I've been away from home a long time, brother." Saying in a soft voice, Bian lowered his head. Expelling the sadness that had been eating away at his body, living happily on the suffering of Lintang was not his choice, now Bian realized and had to leave from July sir who was only his stepfather. 

"Why?" tanya Latitude iba. Not only did Bian's clothes look a little tangled, but also the man's cheeks that looked thin, his eyes also looked red like a lack of sleep. 

"I don't want to trouble Dad. Forgive my mother, brother. He has taken away the happiness of his brother and mother. Mama ruined everything. Had I known, I wouldn't have had a father either, but it's all gone, and I would have started a new life without a mom and dad." 

Lintang wiped his tears that had escaped. Connected with a wise and mature Bian, but all this time he did not know the figure of the man in front of him. His hatred for the father hinders the good relationship that should have been established. 

"Where do you live now?" tanya Lintang diverted the slightly sensitive conversation. 

"At the boarding house near the campus. I interned at PT Anggara."

Lintang furrowed his brows, then looked at the husband who shrugged both of his shoulders.

Smiling cunningly, a chance to tease the husband. 

"You know what, don't you? The one who owns the company is super duper fierce, cold and haughty. If anyone makes a mistake, they are fired and not forgiven."

Instantly Yudha kissed Lintang's cheeks mercilessly in front of her mother and half-sister. 

"Ampun Mas.." cried out Lashes.

Bian swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Her fine fur stood up, goosebumps hearing the phrase Latitude. His face shrieked a glance towards Yudha at a glance. 

"Sir Yudha, may I hug my sister Lintang?" bian said doubtfully. 

"No way" Yudha quickly attacked. Grabbing the small shoulder of Latitude and bringing it to his deck. 

Ms. Fatimah could only help but laugh at her possessive-looking daughter-in-law's attitude.