
"YES!!" screeched Arvan with a surprised and tense face.
Arvan ran straight towards the wife who was lying down with blood flooding all over her body.
"Aylla! Hey, don't joke baby! Don't worry, let's get up!" Arvan patted Ayla's cheeks wet with blood, softly, he did not care at all if his hands were also filled with blood on his mind at this time was to see his wife open her eyes again.
"Honey, don't punish Mas in this way dong! You won't be able to do it, darling. Hey, you listen to what Mas said, Mas promised Mas would cancel our divorce as long as you wake up okay. I promise you we'll live happily together, so let's wake up baby!" said Arvan with his teary eyes and hands that felt trembling. Arvan is currently very worried, panicked, afraid that his wife will leave him for good.
"Tu-Master should be taken to the hospital now!" said Evan panicked, although his brain still tried to think clearly because he felt his Nyonya was currently to be handled by the Doctor.
"PREPARE CAR!" arvan shouted as his eyes continued to be glued to see the beautiful face of his wife who was covered in blood, his eyes were still tightly closed.
"The car is ready, sir!" evan answered while opening the car door that he had provided earlier.
Without saying any more, Arvan immediately carried the weak body covered in his wife's blood into the car.
As the car was running unceasingly Arvan tried to wake his wife. In fact, the thought of today their divorce trial was unthinkable in his brain. Let alone trial all the unthinkable things in his brain, there he just wanted his wife to wake up looking at him with her shady eyes and smile gently at him as his wife used to do when meeting him.
"Faster, Evan, don't be a snail!" arvan choked with a face of emotion and worry that was clearly printed on his face.
Evan did not respond to the words of his Master, he only obeyed the orders of his Master to accelerate the speed of the car to quickly reach the nearest hospital.
After taking a few minutes on the way, they finally arrived at the hospital. When they arrived, they were immediately welcomed by nurses and doctors. Arvan just laid Ayla's body on the bed that has been provided, Ayla's face looks more pale lips look no longer pink as usual. Seeing that made Arvan grow worried, panicked and scared.
During the trip to the ER, Arvan unceasingly kissed his wife's hand and occasionally kissed her face, he did not care about the blood that was attached to his lips and face. Arvan whispered encouraging words to his wife, wishing that she could reopen her eyes and return as his meek wife Ayla always greeted him cheerfully. In fact, there were no tears already dripping from behind Arvan's eyelids, let him be said to be a crybaby man he did not care anymore because at this time his heart was very sick to see his wife with such circumstances.
"Sorry sir, you're not allowed in. You just wait here, we make sure to do your best for your wife!" said the Sister who brought Ayla firmly.
"But, I want to stay next to my wife!" arvan choked with uncontrollable emotions because he really did not want to be a little away from his wife.
"Sorry sir, this is the rule in this hospital!" the Sister said again firmly.
"You want me to fire ha!! I will buy this hospital and make my own rules. I want to see my wife!" peeking Arvan again with a reddened face held back his emotions and stared intently at the Sister in front of him.
Gluey!
"Master, don't argue like this. You better sit around waiting for the Madam to be examined and continue to pray that the Madam is safe. If a Master like this would even hinder the Madam from being dealt with and it could be fatal for the Madam's life!" said Evan firmly trying to resuscitate his Master by bringing his Nyonya life because that's all he thinks can make the Master stop making trouble.
Evan who had just arrived because he had to park the car first was immediately presented with the quarrel of his Master with the Sister on duty would not want him to intervene.
The deg!
Arvan who heard Evan's words seemed to be aware of what he was doing. His heart felt racing to hear Evan's last words. Without saying any more Arvan sat down to cover his face with his hands covered with blood. His chest felt extremely tight as if it had been hit by a boulder many times.
Evan could only sigh deeply and pray for her Nyonya to survive.
After hours of waiting, finally the door of the room where Ayla examined was opened featuring the Doctor who had just come out of the room.
Seeing the doctor's gloomy face also makes negative thoughts raging in Arvan's brain.
"Dok, my wife survived, right? My wife is okay, right?" arvan asked the doctor for an answer that his wife was fine. His heart was racing stronger, tears escaped from behind his eyelids, his body was shaking, his legs were limp when he saw the doctor's scalp in front of him.
"NO! MY WIFE MUST BE OKAY, DOC!" screeched Arvan with his stubborn roar. He did not believe the Doctor in front of him.
"Sorry sir, we've tried our best." That's all the doctor can say. The doctor looked at Arvan's pity, who looked very shaken by the wife's departure for all eternity. The doctor is very familiar with Arvan's current condition, he has seen a lot of this since he became a Doctor.
Arvan galloped into the room, no longer concerned with the ban from the Sister who was still trying to ban her from entering.
When he arrived inside Arvan again shook his head strongly to see the pale face and eyes of his wife who was still tightly closed, slowly he approached where his wife lay peacefully.
Arvan immediately shook his wife's body violently, her tears were already very unstoppable again.
"DON'T KIDDING ME! YOU MAY PUNISH ME WITH SOMETHING ELSE, BUT PLEASE DO NOT PUNISH ME WITH THIS VERY PAINFUL PUNISHMENT!" peekik Arvan vented his grief, he still very much did not accept if his wife left him.
Arvan slid his face in the recess of his wife's neck with a heavy cry. "Darling, Mas know Mas is a lot wrong with you. Mas should not be indifferent, be cold during this same you tormented. Ma's...You shouldn't pretend to be cheating to make you want to get divorced! Hiks hiks." Arvan paused his speech for a moment, he felt unable to speak anymore. "Mas tau Mas many wrong and the most fatal Mas should not divorce you dear, Mas aware Mas also love you. Come on, open your eyes baby, you said you love, right? You want to see Mas smiling looking at you, Mas promise if you open your eyes Mas will always smile at any time. So, let's open your eyes baby hmm you don't miss the same Mas dear!" said Arvan right in Ayla's ear very slowly. His heart was as painful as being hit by a thousand arrows at this moment.
"You shouldn't replace my dear Mas, it should be Mas who is lying here. I should have loved to be punished for my sins as you are, not you who are too good to lie down like this!" he continued with tears, his trembling hands trying to reach his wife's pale face looked very peaceful and shady.
"I love you dear," he whispered again and kissed his wife's entire face without exception.