HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
292. Ill
"Rosa why haven't you come down for breakfast, Mah? What time is it?" asked the reporter when he had just arrived at the dinner table. He pulled out his chair and sat right in front of his wife while checking his watch which was ten minutes away at 8 a.m.
"It was two hours ago" said Rosalie, rubbing jam on a loaf of bread to give her husband.
"So he's not having breakfast anymore?" the man gave a fixed look at his wife who also looked beautiful and neat to prepare to go to work.
"Not anymore" Rosalie said. "This is Pah's bread" Rosalie placed the freshly finished loaf of bread on the jam in front of her husband.
"Why did Mom let him? Later Rosa is sick Mah," he said worriedly.
"Say a lot of work." Rosalie's answer is short.
"Yes Mah, work will never be exhausted. But health must be awake."
Rosalie sighed, she looked at her husband who was putting bread in her mouth after revealing what her heart contained.
"Lately, Papah's stubbornness is declining on Rosa. Mamah seemed to be facing Papah alone, not to say," Rosalie honestly while biting her breakfast bread.
The reporter just listened, sipping his warm drink. He does know well, Rosalia is another herself, her stubbornness is sometimes very annoying.
The attention of the Journalists and Rosalie was distracted when they saw their domestic assistants coming in droves with anxious looks. "Sorry Sir, Madam. Just called from the Government hospital, Non Rosa suddenly collapsed this morning" said aunt Uni, clasping her own hands under her stomach.
"Well, what Papah said earlier," Reporters immediately panicked and so did Rosalie. "Let's get our Mah to the hospital now," the two of them hurriedly stood up.
"Bi, we're leaving first. Please just clean up what's on the table," Rosalie hastened to reach for her bag and ran after the little journalist who had gone first from there.
"Kasian Mister and Madam, breakfast is not finished yet." muttered aunt Uni as she moved all breakfast from the table.
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Rosalie approached Rosalia who was lying in the patient's bed as if she was sleeping peacefully. The lips were dry and pale, and so was his face. The infusion needle was neatly placed in his hand, his body feeling hot.
"You have a fever dear," said Rosalie with teary eyes. He gently rubbed the pale face of Rosalie, his heart was so sad to see the condition of Rosalia who had not been conscious. The body looks thinner than usual.
Chequek.
The door of the Rosalia residential VIP inpatient room opened slowly, Reporters entered carefully.
"What did Doctor Pah say?" ask Rosalie curious.
"Rosalia's gastric acid is rising, it seems like her eating schedule has been irregular lately Faraz's doctor said, she is also mildly dehydrated and exhausted from lack of rest." frankly the journalist who just returned from Faraz's doctor's room.
"Two months Rosa did not want to eat at home, either breakfast or dinner, maybe the hospital also she did not pay attention to food intake for her body," said Rosalie staring at Hartawan, who was not involved in the study, the man also knew it even though his wife didn't tell him.
Forcing Rosalia to eat was not easy, her daughter was indeed as stubborn as she was, she said. The journalist was stunned in his seat while looking at the pale and thin face of Rosalia.
"Why Dear? Why do you want to hurt yourself like this?" The reporter rubbed his daughter's black hair, as her father was of course very sad to see the state of his daughter. He has never seen a cheerful smile and laughter on his daughter's face since their last fight a few months ago.
The reporter clasped Rosalia's hand, which had been attached to an infusion needle, looked pale and and felt cold in his hand.
"No, Papah's diamond is sick, there's no way Papah left it. Mama.yang works, there is a Papah waiting for him here," Reporter looked at his wife who was sitting next to him.
"Seeing Rosa's condition like this Mamah also can not leave her, Mamah is worried" he said anxiously. "Mamah also told the hospital that today Mamah's permission."
"You want to order food first for us to have lunch, we did not have breakfast well," Rosalie glanced at her hand watch which will soon show at 11 pm, but her stomach was already sore. She did not want her and her husband to fall ill, no one could accompany their daughter inwardly.
"Be careful, Mah" the journalist stared at his wife's departure.
Drtts. Drtts. Drtts.
Reporters hurriedly grabbed his stout cell phone in his pocket. He immediately shifted the green log as soon as he saw who called him. The man stood up from his seat, stepping away towards the glass window curtain so that his voice would not disturb his daughter who was still unconscious as well.
📞"Sorry General, I'm in the hospital, my daughter is sick," he said slowly but did not diminish his respect.
📞"In that case, leave that task to those who are ready to do it now. Don't be late! May your daughter recover soon."
"Ready Sir!"
Once the phone connection is cut off. The reporter immediately searched for someone's contact number, "Billy, you're the only one who's the best at this lightning task" he muttered as his quick dial contact number displayed the name of his subordinate.
"No, you're doing a secret assignment. I can't assign you because you're under General Giran's authority."
The reporter immediately shifted again with his finger, to find the next person more appropriate. After finding it, he immediately pressed his contact number to contact her.
Only a fraction of a second of the call is connected.
📞"Cut off that sniper, and clear the location. One hundred and twenty minutes from the presidency will pass through the region. All that location data and intruder will be sent right now to your phone by the system."
The reporter hung up the phone again as soon as he finished giving orders to his subordinates.
"Well, like Papah has to go now," the reporter approached the newly returned Rosalie. The woman closed the door slowly but did not lock it.
"What's wrong?" Rosalie asked slowly.
"A Dark Sniper. It is still being investigated who he acts for" said Reporter, Rosalie who is not familiar with hearing this looks to think and then nodded slowly.
"Go away. Let me keep Rosalia here,"
The reporter docked, giving a kiss to his wife's forehead. Then hurry out.
"Oh no! RO-SA!!"
Reporters were shocked, and he had just closed the door behind him when the sound of his wife screaming hysterically in the room he left.
Replexed, Reporter turned around and jumped at the door and pushed him violently.
Seriate...👉