Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
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In front of the IGD room, a middle-aged man was sitting restlessly in a chair made of stainless steel. It had been almost twenty minutes he waited for the doctor out of the room used to treat emergency patients and needed immediate treatment. The last time the door of the room opened was when one of the nurses approached to convey the condition of Kayla, the new daughter-in-law in the Adiguna family. After that, no one came near.

The flashback

A few minutes after the accident, the hospital tried to contact the family number or the closest person to the patient. At that time, a nurse tried to contact Naila but the woman who is the biological mother of Mahesa did not answer the phone call until finally made the male nurse cancel the phone call and switch to contact Putra.

"Hello, good afternoon. I from Persada International Hospital want to inform you that there has been a traffic accident at Jln. Patiemura. From the accident there are two victims who are currently critical, named Pak Mahesa Putra Adiguna and Ibu Kayla Lestari. Do you know the two victims?" ask the nurse to make sure the man across the street is the father of one of the victims.

The son who was in a hotel rushed up from sleep. Although his life has not been collected all but he can still hear clearly if the currently beloved child is in the hospital.

"What's? My son was hospitalized in an accident?" pekik Putra's hysterical. Surprised, he almost fell out of bed. Luckily the man was able to balance himself so that his body was not shrewd.

"Really, Sir. We from the hospital ask you to come to the hospital immediately because there is some information that the Doctor wants to tell you about the condition of the patient," said the nurse.

"b-good. I'll be there soon." So the son immediately got out of bed. He picked up his clothes on the floor.

After making sure his appearance was neat, then the man went down to the basement and drove his vehicle to the hospital.

Flashback off

To unravel the anxiety, the Son tapped his fingers on his thighs. The man's eyes could not be seen from the door of the hospital's IGD room.

Shortly after, a man dressed in white snelli walked out of the IGD room. "Family patient?" exclaim that doctor.

The son got up from the chair and stepped closer to the doctor. "I, was the victim's father, Doc."

"Look, sir, due to a violent impact caused Mr. Mahes to have a head injury. I recommend that patients do radiology examination to ensure there is a serious injury to the head," said the doctor. "After that, we will then do the treatment on the patient while observing the patient's condition."

"In the next few minutes, the patient will still be in the IGD room during the observation period. After that, it will be moved to the treatment room."

"Is there a chance that my child has amnesia, Doc?"

"Possible leads there, sir. Some of the complications that often occur in patients with head injuries one of which is brain degeneration such as dementia, Alzheimer's disease and Parkinson's disease," explained the doctor at length.

"However, we have not been able to ascertain whether the patient will experience complications or not because until this moment the patient is still unconscious."

The son felt weakness in his legs. His heart was racing fast. He did not expect that Mahesa's plan to meet clients would end tragically. The son of Samata wayang who was so dear to him lay weakly on the hospital bed.

"If there's nothing else to ask, I'll excuse you, sir." The doctor nodded his head respectfully as he left the Son still unmoved on the spot.

But as he passed the Son, the silvery-haired doctor gently patted the Son on the shoulder as he said, "Many pray, ask God that the son and son-in-law of the Father may pass through the critical period."

For a while, the Son seemed to lose his ability to think clearly. He cursed his stupidity. If only at that time he did not give permission to Mahesa to meet with Ilham maybe the accident could not happen. Maybe Mahesa is still working in the office, struggling with some job reports instead of being in a hospital with a worrisome body condition.

Once he can control himself, the Son again remembered something. The man reached into his pants pocket and called someone's number.

Since marriage, women who are super julid and spicy mouth like sambalado, never ask permission if they want to travel out of the house. He always wandered and only came home when the sunlight had changed with the moonlight. However, Naila still carries out her duties well as a good wife and mother for Mahesa. However, it was not good in-laws for Arumi.

Back at the fancy restaurant where Naila and her social friends were, the woman was in the sky feeling the praise given by her friends.

"Well, Jeng Naila is great for having a model's daughter-in-law. Besides, he was given a grandchild." The bespectacled woman who had a spicy mouth like Naila was so enthusiastic about chiming in every sentence spoken by her friend. "Not really, guys."

"That's right," the socialite friends of Naila's timps almost simultaneously. The three middle-aged women are happy because Naila can finally have grandchildren just like them.

Lena who was still sitting on the chair just shook her head while sipping a cold drink. If only he could choose better the woman out of the gang of socialite mothers whose work is only gossiping and empowering. Almost every time they meet they always open the disgrace of Arumi to make the woman lose her patience.

Initially, socialite gangs were formed to perform social services or help children in orphanage foundations. However, since the presence of Naila, the gang which originally consisted of three people turned into a gossip container and encouraged someone. The shame again, the person that was gossiped by them was Arumi. The woman who is currently close to Lena's stepson.

"Of course, I'm great. I was born to always be superior to all of you." The nature of the earth that lives in Naila is now rising. In front of everyone he was arrogant and arrogant. In fact, in this world there is no one who has the right to be arrogant because everything on this earth is just a mere deposit. One day it will be taken back by God.

"Ih ... Jeng Naila was praising herself too much" chirped one of them. He patted Naila's shoulder gently.

"really. Don't praise yourself too much, Jeng. Not good," another sambar.

"Well, why not?" the woman in glasses. The woman's hands waved forward, both eyebrows rose and said the sentence with great emphasis. "So far Jeng Naila is indeed superior to all of us."

"Especially now, she has a new daughter-in-law who is a famous model. Several times elected to be our country's representative in the fashion show in Paris. Isn't that a feat to be proud of?"

"Try our daughter-in-law, where there's one like Kayla. Really no?"

"Yes too!" The woman sitting by Naila's side chimed in. He nodded his head. Feeling that what his social gang friend said was true. Naila is often more advanced in everything than they are.

"Eat him, we should follow the example of Jeng Naila. If we have the chance, we will talk together. Discussing tips for having a great daughter-in-law and attention like Kayla."

"Yes, right. Come, when?"

Naila seemed to think for a moment. The woman's fingers were tapping on her chin. "Easy. I'll call you later."

"OK deh. Don't forget to make an agenda, Jeng."

"Ready. If there is time, I will notify via WhatsApp" Naila said.

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