I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 45 - The Remedy for All Wounds

I took my coffee, This morning Sister Anta will be in surgery. The doctor had prepared, I could only pray from the outside, shortly after the operating room light was on.

Until then about a few minutes later one of the doctors came out, putting on a serious facial expression made me even more anxious.

"Homeless again?" I said.

"Yes, it took A positive blood as soon as possible, we treated the wound and stopped, but he lost blood again. I'll try to find stock in another hospital. But from family, it's better. We need to hurry!"

I looked at him, with a sharp look as it felt somewhat depressed. Then look inside, the operating room. Surprised Brother Anta who was struggling again in there.

From the opposite direction...

"Cania... "

"Doctor Rani, Brother Rambo... " I said.

Then after that, Doctor Rani who noticed the heartache that was emanating in my eyes immediately hugged me, embracing me in her arms so soft and warm. Because of that comfort I ended up crying in it. While he kept whispering, so that I could toughen up.

As soon as she took off the hug, "How's Anta Reza doing?" Rambo.

"So in the operation, apparently bleeding. Need blood, type A positive. My blood matches, but I can't be a donor because I'm pregnant."

"Damn! both of us are B." Rambo gets angry while hitting the wall, I know he's starting to lose confidence just like me. "Wait a minute and I'll try to get help from the police."

Overcast filled this morning, the sun sank behind the thickening fog. That's what I believe... Only the hospital lights, and the operating lights that lit up gave a bright image to the darkness. In the midst of all this, I feel moody and agitated, because I have not yet found the right step and way out to save Kak Anta. Although the point is clear I have found the moment:

"Me! my blood is positive."

"Sir Isma?" I said with round eyes, and he came closer.

"Why are you here again? don't Kania, it will be a fuss again. Wait I'll just find you from the police." Rambo said as he advanced from behind me.

"I won't make any more noise" he said with a bitter expression. "I beg you to accept my last favor for Mas Reza at least I have to return the favor for his good all this time to me and the family, after which I promise Kania, I will leave your lives."

Tears filled his eyes. He lowered his head while rubbing his beautiful eyelids with a handkerchief. While the cold air continued to pierce, eyewitnesses to a sentimental history.

"Don't listen, Kania you don't remember what he said last night... Wait a minute, I'll call the other guys first." Sergey Rambo, then leave with a cell phone that has been attached to his ear.

Me and Mbak Isma was initially good friends, I did not know when to start hostile with him, the peak when he said he wanted to have Kak Anta again and last night, he said, when he said that my son and I were the unlucky bearers for Anta's life. Really so? However, as far as my empathy for Kak Anta who was struggling to live and die on the operating bed. It is also on Ma'am Isma who humbly came again here, despite being embarrassed many times last night.

"Doctor Rani" said I looked at her beautiful face, which, when I saw her face, made me a little calmer with a radiant positive aura.

He nodded as he looked at me deeply, "According to your heart" he said.

I looked at the operating room again, then turned to look at Mbak Isma. I looked her in the eye closer to making sure that she wasn't messing with his words. His gaze was pushy and poignant because he was no longer able to bear the burden of mountainous feelings.

All the second I thought, this is the moment where my loyalty and steadfastness as a wife and companion to her life are being tested. Can I do anything for her life? for the safety of his life? can I help him?

Whatever happens, I will accept it. Either Ms. Isma is serious or may have a purpose again. If I have to wait for the doctor to hear, and Rambo who is still contacting colleagues, I'm afraid it only takes time. But looking at Isma right now, looking at her eyes right now, she is really sincere. I love Kak Anta and I also have to love the risk, all.

"Sir Isma, I beg your help for Sister Anta." I said while holding her hand tightly. Then she clasped my hand back, looking at me with teary eyes.

"Thank you very much Kania. Thank you for letting me."

We quickly slid to the blood draw spot, luckily Mbak Isma qualified. So, it can be taken directly blood. Rani and I pondered outside, waiting for Rambo to come, although the wait was not long, because apparently Rambo's nose was already visible.

"Why do you want to accept her help?" said grumbling.

"Rambo!! take care of your words." sergeant Dr. Rani. "this is Kania's business, he has the right to decide."

Shortly after, the doctor came out. "The blood draw is complete, I will install the infusion now. Please wait in front of the operating room and always pray."

Thus finally the operation went smoothly, I was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after I saw Kak Anta who was much better in terms of appearance. His aura is calmer, hopefully his condition will improve after this operation. It was late afternoon, Rambo stayed with me. Because Rani's doctor was on the phone with her patient.

"Cania... "

"Sir Isma?"

I got up as soon as he came, it seemed that he had finished resting after donating blood.

"How's Mas Reza?"

"Sister Anta is starting to improve, but is still unconscious." I said.

"Sir Anta was delirious last night... I thought I'd wake up, but apparently not yet. But, luckily, Kak Anta did not experience paralysis, this morning the doctor examined, Kak Anta's feet and hands still respond."

"Good God, I'm very worried if there's a problem with his bones. Considering the accident was pretty fatal." Suddenly Rambo, from beside me.

"No, brother, thank goodness."

Then I looked at Isma in front of me again. "Sir Isma, thank you." I said as I clasped his hand.

"I'm the one who thanks you for giving me a chance. I'm glad I could help you." He said, "Actually, there's something I want to talk to you about."

I obeyed his will, after I found the glare of his blazing eyes. Evidence that he was serious and wished that I would accept his invitation.

arriving at the hospital park, Ms. Isma immediately conveyed her intention, after making small talk, about her new home and residence in the village.

"Kania, I was just a lost little boy yesterday, on the way I met a good man who helped me. I was driven home but I wanted more, without me realizing at home the good guy had his family waiting."

He grabbed my hand again, and started sobbing.

"Kania, Mas Reza has kept his promise and he has indeed chosen you to be his companion. I was the one who was still hoping and looking for help in the wrong place. Because of me, Mas Reza who has to pay until it has to fuss with you."

I looked at him, he was still crying until his body trembled I saw. This time, I found out the real mind of Sister Isma, her true soul and characteristics. Because I felt so full I held it back.

"Sir Anta, will not blame Ma'am Isma. What is important now is that everything is fine, If you say Sister Anta, this is all a test of life from God and we can take the lesson."

After that, I hugged him. Warmly and sincerely. I knew now that he had truly regretted his actions, and realized that he had walked the wrong path.

"I'm sorry Ma'am, because, maybe by my presence the relationship between Mbak Isma and Kak Anta so tenuous.I'm sorry for all your past."

"Kania, do you hate me?" he said with a trembling voice.

"I've stopped being angry, ever since Sister Anta's condition was critical."

I grabbed both sides of his shoulders, I rubbed and I stood up, like a pure statue.

"There have been many tears that Mbak Isma released, this is the time for Mbak Isma to look for her own happiness, it is not easy indeed I know! but you have to try. In the future there the future of Mbak is waiting, Mbak Isma is a beautiful woman, intelligent, motherly and highly educated. So, don't waste all that on things that aren't good for Ms Isma, huh?"

"I'm sorry, Kania! I'm sorry I didn't speak well of you and your son last night." he hugged me again, crying in my arms. "I'm sorry Kania, I'm sorry."

"Kania," he said, as soon as he took off the hug. "Before Mas Reza blocked my phone number, he said goodbye to me."

"Yes, Ma'am." I said in a calm tone.