Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Meeting with Someone

Two days after the incident that hit Arumi, finally the doctor allowed Mahesa to go home. The vital signs and condition of the man are increasingly showing in the direction of improving. Just waiting for the results of the CT scan of the head, then the man can leave the hospital he occupied for ten months.

Kayla still faithfully accompanied Mahesa, caring for and caring for the man lovingly. But the attitude of her husband sir was impressed colder as if to keep a distance from before. Even so, the former model did not care, he still carried out his duties as a wife.

"Mas, you have breakfast first yuk. After that I just took the medicine." Kayla sat on the edge of the bed. In his right hand was a bowl of porridge that had just been brought by a nurse.

The son divides the shift schedule to keep Mahesa. In the morning until the afternoon, there will be Kalya guarding. While at night, after returning to work, the Son took care of his son until the sunlight returned to shine on the earth.

Mahesa, who was pensive at the moment, looked at the ceiling, turned to the source of the voice. I don't know what to think, but suddenly the look of the man's face looks more moody.

As a result of coma, and the impact is quite hard to make the man's body experience some function of decline in the limbs such as, paralysis of the legs are temporary. Will be cured if you do several times the series of therapy. In addition, the work function of his brain was decreased so that sometimes behave like a dazed person.

Kayla pressed the remote on the nightstand next to Mahesa's bed. Instantly the bed moved slowly and the man's body became upright like someone sitting.

"I can eat by myself. There is no need for bribes" said Mahesa coldly. The man refused as Kayla thrust a spoonful of porridge in front of her husband's mouth.

The former model let out a long sigh, trying to be patient with the cold attitude shown to her. Patience, Kayla. Maybe your husband is still in the adjustment stage again. You have not been ten months without greeting. The sentence slid to encourage yourself.

Forcibly, Kayla handed a bowl of porridge to Mahesa. "Yes, if you want that. Don't hesitate to ask me for help if you need anything." Then, the woman got off the bed and headed for a long sofa made of leather.

One plastic bag containing fresh fruits and five boxes of French Vanilla flavored coffee, the woman put in a medium-sized refrigerator. He deliberately prepared apples, oranges and mangoes and five boxes of coffee packaging for Putra. After the refrigerator was filled with fruits and coffee favorite papa-in-law, Kayla tidied up the plastic bag, folded it into small pieces and then combined it with other plastics.

Every move Kayla gets caught by the Mahesa Netra. So long no see, there are indeed many changes to the wife of the sir. His appearance looks simpler, with clothes and lifestyle not as luxurious as before. The attitude of the woman also changed to meek and always smiled warmly at him.

Seeing the conversation attitude to Kalya, Mahesa so remembered his ex-wife. In the past, Arumi acted the same way. Weak in speaking, always smiling and never complaining even though he knows Naila always interfered with their household life.

That attitude made him love his ex-wife more. However, Mahesa instead let go of the angel in order to achieve something temporary to finally make him regret for having tarnished the sanctity of their marriage.

I miss you, my dear.

"It's over, Mom?" Kayla asked back. Round eyeballs look at the contents of the bowl of non-visible ludes porridge.

"Already," Mahesa answered briefly. Then he handed the empty bowl to Kayla and received a glass of drinking water with his next hand. Mahesa took a sip of the water until half was left.

"Oh yes, today I want to meet my old friend near this hospital. You don't mind if I leave for a minute? Yeah, about thirty minutes. After that I come here again, accompany you until Om Putra comes home from the office."

With a nonchalant attitude, Mahesa replied. "As far as you are." Then he pressed the remote so that the position of his body lay back.

Kayla gave a smile, trying to cover up the pain of Mahesa's treatment. "However, you calm down. I've asked the nurse to take care of you. So, if you need anything, you can call him."

Glancing at the circular watch on the wrist. Time shows at nine in the morning. Then, Kayla took her nag sling and checked the items in the bag.

"Mas, I'm going first. If there's anything urgent, just call me." Before leaving, the woman reached forward and kissed the back of Mahesa's hand. "Assalamu a'laikum."

After Kayla's departure, a woman in a nurse's uniform came into the room. She is a nurse who Kayla asks for help for the next thirty minutes. Mahesa's responsibility rests on the woman's nurse's shoulders.

"Mr Mahesa needs something?" The nurse stood on the side of the hospital bed. Both hands were in the pocket of the white uniform he was wearing.

Mahesa shook her head weakly. "Nothing, Sus. Thank you" he replied softly.

The nurse said again. "alright. If you need something, you can press the button on the remote. Soon as I come here." Smiling kindly at one of the VIP patients.

The nurse turned and left the room. However, suddenly Mahesa's heavy voice stopped her steps.

"Wait, Sister. Can you take me somewhere. Um ... I want to see someone in this hospital."

Hearing Mahesa's request, of course, he was confused between obeying the patient's will or rejecting it. Even though the woman knew, Mahesa's body condition was pointing in a better direction. However, granting a patient's request without permission from the family is certainly not allowed. What if the patient's family complained to the hospital and she was fired from her job as a nurse? Want to be told what his mother and sisters will eat later.

The VIP treatment room room became silent instantly. The nurse was worried about what decision she would make. Mahesa was still staring at the woman.

"You just calm down. I will be responsible if something bad happens to both of us. What matters is that you accompany me for a moment. Not for an hour, we have returned to this room," said Mahesa steady. Tried to convince the nurse not to hesitate to help her again.

The woman in the nurse uniform nodded her head slowly. "Good, Pa. But yes, no more than an hour. I'm afraid I'll have to reprimand Mr. Kayla if she finds out you're not in the treatment room."

"You can hold my word. If it turns out to be more than an hour, you may reprimand me and bring me back to this room." An agreement ensued between Mahesa and the woman's nurse.

A wheelchair was already in the room. A female nurse, Shinta, immediately helps the man, putting him in a wheelchair.

"Sir, where do you want to be taken?" shinta asks while pushing Mahesa's wheelchair.

His eyes looked straight ahead, staring at the road ahead while smiling. "Meet someone I love so much."

Shinta's forehead shriveled, staring at the puzzled Mahesa. Meet someone you love? Isn't that Kayla? Why is that man still looking for him?

Many questions filled his head. He needed all those questions. However, he did not want to get involved too far in the personal affairs of the patients.

Shaking his head, trying to get rid of the question that had crossed his mind. "Show me to go to what floor, let me push the elevator button." Mahesa nodded her head in response.

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