It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-42-S. Don't be true

I quietly followed my husband who was walking towards his vehicle. I was preparing to open the passenger door when he had unlocked his car.

However, from the back I saw the transport vehicle looking uncontrollably traveling at high speed. I've been running trying to chase after my husband and will pull him away.

"LUCKYOO!" Someone's holding me from behind.

Braaaaaakkk

But I was too late. The vehicle hit my husband to make his car door come off and my husband bounced right at my feet.

"Maaaaa? The maaas?"

I immediately raised my husband's head which began to drain fresh blood. I tore off Mas Aren's shirt to cover the wound on his head from the impact on the asphalt.

"Tolooong! Tolooong call emergency!"

"Toooolooo! Anyone help me!"

There's nothing else I can do but yell incoherently. "Whoever, my husband's toolong!"

A pick-up vehicle stopped and the driver got off. "Let's go up here! If you wait for an ambulance, it will be a long time."

I nodded in agreement, and let the men lift my husband's body.

"Father! Paaaapaa! Paaaaaaaa!" Elena screamed in tears held back by my father.

I don't know anymore, what matters is that my husband has to be dealt with immediately. I went up first to the top of the pick up, and put Mas Aren's head in the lap.

"Maaas, I shouldn't have asked you that much. Maaa ... You must wake up! Maaass!"

Dad, and Elena got on top of this pick up. "Mak want to take the important things in the car first! Later Mak will bring home, and bring the equipment from home."

I just nodded, I don't know anything else. All I want is the safety of my husband.

"Rpaaaa! Paaaaaaaa!" Elena's cries continued to accompany this journey.

I didn't expect one simple happiness I felt to end so quickly. In just a matter of minutes, no. but in just a matter of seconds, all that happiness just fades away.

My hands are still holding back the flow of blood that continues to flow on my husband's back head. 'Yes, Allah ... Don't make my nightmare come true.'

Can I pray like that? The nightmare is coming back to haunt me. I could only kiss my helpless husband.

"Maaas, you must endure. Don't leave me!"

After some long travel time, finally this open tub vehicle turned into the hospital area. I went down first while holding Elena called the nurse. Not long after, the brangkar came to greet my husband.

I continued to follow the steps where my husband was examined. My husband was transferred to a cage in the emergency room. Then, the curtains in the emergency room were closed.

I tried to peek and accompany my husband, but the nurses forbade me to do so.

"Please sit down first. Leave it to us!" The nurse gave restraint to my restless self.

There's no way I'm gonna calm down to see my husband like that. I feel so guilty, especially all day long I've been bothering him. After that, I realized that Father and Elena were not at this location. I stepped back out, looking for the shadows of the two people who were not visible at all.

"Sons of Mother, you must be strong huh? Help Ibuk to be strong with you in the face of all this." I rubbed my stomach that was still so thin, continuing to step out of the front porch.

Finally, I saw that Father was holding me Elena who was still as hot as crying. They sat on a bench near the security guard post. When you saw me, his worried face was clearly painted even though he had been silent since then without saying anything.

"Where is Papa Elena?" Elena ran to hug me. I crouched down in a position so I could hug him who also looked very frightened.

"How is Aren doing, Nesya?"

I got up, but didn't know what to say. "Doctors are still checking and handling."

"Sir why not go there?"

Father looked at Elena who was still hugging a hiccup on my stomach. "Said security, can bring a child who has no obstacles here. So, we're forbidden to enter."

I lowered my gaze back to look at the girl who was about to become this big brother. "Then, Elena and Grandpa just go home, huh?"

Elena shook her head, turning her face to look at me. His nose was red, and his eyes were swollen. "Elena wants to see Papa ..." Then she cried again, hiding her face hugging me.

"Yes, look at Papa after you go home. I'll take Papa home." My cry can only be put in. Because I didn't know how it would end up.

"Now Elena came home with my grandfather, huh?" Elena's hair that has been disheveled I'm sugar to the back.

"But I have to promise to bring Papa home?" sulking.

"Yes, you went home with Grandpa."

Finally Elena nodded her head and I handed Elena straight into Father's hands.

"Have your parents been contacted?" ask Father.

Ah, I forgot. I completely forgot that because inside my head, just thinking about what happened to my husband. "Let's go, sir. I'll handle everything myself—"

"Nesea!" My voice is a little high. "You can't do that! How could you let her parents not know her condition. After all, Aren was their son. You should contact them immediately!"

My head moved immediately in search of the cell phone that was inside the bag that was tightly tucked away.

"You should contact your in-laws immediately!"

I can only shake my head. I was afraid that both of Mas Aren's parents would hate me for making their child like this.

"Then, you go home to deliver Elena. After that, you will bring the necessary items to this hospital."

"Father will take Elena, leave it to you first, huh? He'll be with Mak, he's safer at home.

Because he was a child, he had to be left with his grandmother. Elena wasn't allowed inside either, just to see." My father started holding Elena's hand, and then they left.

I immediately pulled out the phone, pressed the contact of Mama-in-Law.

"WHAT? AREN ACCIDENT? WHY COULD THAT BE?"