He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 40 - Why Are You Here?

Just call the police, if Boy is found guilty, then let him be arrested, but if he's innocent, that means he's in danger.

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"Lift hands!"

A number of police officers came to surround the place where Boy was gang-raped. All the members of the motorcycle gang are in a live location in Summaries, including Ifan. Not only that, the police also track the whereabouts of other members who may be wandering somewhere and disturbing residents.

Amid the chaos of capture, Khaira infiltrated the forest and searched for Boy's whereabouts. His gaze was scoured in all directions with the help of a flashlight on his phone. The girl's eyes were puffed up as she discovered someone from a distance was already lying on the ground covered in blood.

Khaira ran to that place with an uneasy premonition. The girl covered her mouth as the face of the person was clearly visible.

"Innalillah, Boy!" Khaira immediately crouched down and checked on Boy who was unconscious with stab wounds on his stomach.

After checking the pulse on Boy's wrist, and also checking his airway in the nose. Khaira was a little relieved because apparently the man was still alive.

He immediately called Zafran and Akmal to help him call an ambulance. He focused on dressing up the wound in Boy's stomach to prevent the man from losing a lot of blood before an ambulance came to pick him up.

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Khaira, Zafran, and Akmal are now waiting in front of the operating room. Given the stab wound in Boy's stomach deep enough that it must be done surgery as well as get a blood donor because he lost quite a lot of blood.

Time has shown at 01:00 in the morning, but Khaira is still awake to wait for news from Boy. It was obvious that the girl was so agitated that she could not stop moving her hands.

Zafran approached Khaira because he could not bear to see the anxiety on his daughter's face.

"Darling, take a break, let us wait for Boy."

"It's okay, Pa. Papa better rest, Papa must be tired, Khaira has been used to staying up if it's night shift again," Khaira said showing her smile, although it was very clear she was sad at this time.

"I'm sorry, son. All this is because papa is too selfish and underestimates Boy. Papa was wrong, son. Boy wouldn't have come back to this town if papa had accepted his proposal in the first place."

Khaira turned towards the father who was now looking at her with a sad look. He hugged his father and patted his shoulder gently.

"Father don't say that, everything that is happening now has become God's scenario. Khaira understood, Papa behaved like that because Papa loved Khaira and wanted the best for Khaira. Whatever happens, we leave everything to God."

Khaira wiped her tears unbeknownst to her father and returned a smile before she took off her arms from Zafran.

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Elsewhere, Silvi was weeping for a fate that was not on her side. How could the world be so narrow that the man he had been chasing all the way to Cairo turned out to be his own half-brother.

That night, the atmosphere in his residence experienced a bit of tension due to the debate between his mother and father that led to him being the target of the venting of his father's anger.

"Everything if you like someone investigate first, what's the point of your smart brain if you find out Boy's background you don't know!"

Silvi again sobbed when the words of the father were so sharp again flashed in his memory.

"Let'sch!"

Silvi dropped all the items in the room until the room was completely messy.

"You bad guys, you're all good." Silvi squeezed her hair and curled under the bed while crying again.

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A few hours have passed, Boy has now been transferred to his nursery. The condition of the man was unconscious. With a face that still looks very pale.

Khaira stood looking at that bruised face with a sad look.

"Why are you backing down, boy? If you really want to marry me, you should fight until your heart is broken" Khaira said.

"Looks like he's giving up on Ali, honey."

Khaira turned her head towards the source of the voice where the father was standing there. "Papa? What does Papa mean?"

Zafran walked over and looked at Boy's face. "Actually during your meeting with Ali in the hospital, papa had come out and accidentally saw Boy who was running lethargic not far from Ali's room. And when we were about to go home, papa had asked Mr. Herman, if they knew Boy, and it turns out Boy was a close friend of Ali while in Cairo. Papa suspected that Boy resigned that night because he heard our conversation at that time in Ali's nursery."

Zafran bowed down feeling guilty, he also recalled when he asked Boy about Abah Rahman, and the answer he got reallyq made him feel like a bad person at that time.

The attention of the father and son was immediately diverted when Akmal suddenly came with Boy's cellphone that had been ringing since.

Zafran picked up the phone to see who was calling Boy.

"Hello, assalamu 'alaikum."

"Hello, Sir. Why so long ago, your father is critical now."

Zafran langusng looked at Khaira and Akmal with a puzzled look.

"Where is she in the hospital now?"

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Zafran and Khaira ran quickly towards the room just mentioned by a nurse from the same hospital. Indeed they did not expect if Boy's father was also treated in the same hospital with his son.

The father and son stopped in front of a room door where several doctors had just exited.

"Sorry, Doc. How's the patient in the room?"

Zafran approached the doctor to find out the condition of Boy's father in detail.

"Sorry, Mr Anderson, huh? Where's the boy who's been waiting for him here since yesterday?"

"We are his relatives, his son who had just had a disaster yesterday, so we are the ones who came here."

"Oh well, so look, sir ...." The doctor began to explain the state of Anderson who suffered from end-stage kidney cancer, and had just been critical, but now he was out of his critical period. Even so, his health condition is declining.

"Oh yes, since then Mr. Anderson called the name Boy, his son. If you are pleased, please meet him with him," said the doctor and then pmit left.

"All right, Doc."

Just as they were about to enter Anderson's nursery, Zafran's cell phone rang where it turned out that the one who called was Akmal. He reported that Boy was conscious.

"Son, go see Boy, papa will be here looking after Mr. Anderson."

Khaira nodded in understanding then immediately left with a small run. Somehow the girl felt at this time, which was obviously her heart racing because soon she would meet again with the man who managed to make her fall unconscious.

Khaira enters the room where Akmal is standing next to Boy's bed. "Well, here comes Khaira, you guys talk, I'll sit on that couch."

Khaira approached when Akmal had already invited her. An awkward atmosphere approached the two, the girl occasionally stared at Boy's face which also seemed to stare more at the ceiling of the room.

"How are you doing?" Khaira tried to open the conversation.

"Alhamdulillah is better. Did you bring me here?" Boy looked at Khaira as the girl nodded her head slowly.

"Why are you here?" boy asked and looked back at the ceiling.

"I want to see you," answered Khaira honestly.

Boy turned his head back towards Khaira with an astonished look. "For what? Does your father know if you're here to see me?"

"I'm here with Dad."

"What?"

"Papa wants to talk to you, but before that, there's something you need to know first."

Boy looked at Khaira's face listening to what she was going to say.

"Your father, he wants to see you."

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