Loving Your Husband
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The next day, Diran came to visit Syiren at the hospital. Not only did she enter the nurse started out of the room "For the master..." Greet the nurse who was then finished checking into Adaan Syiren.

"Morning sus. Is the patient on behalf of Syiren awake?" tanya Diran helped Kinan to push his wheelchair.

"...The patient was cured, he was just in severe shock and is currently still shaken. If you want to look, please come in... Because the patient is sitting leaning on his mattress. Perhaps with the arrival of the two of you, it will be a little comforting to the lady" Sister suggested at length.

Kinan and Diran began to enter the room of Syiren "KLEK!"

The door opened, Diran began to be pushed into the room. Diran who was very anxious at Syiren was even a little stunned in her wheelchair.

On seeing it, Syiren was sitting leaning on the head of the bed. An empty look was seen on his face... The puffy eyes and filled with wet grains that never subsided it really made Diran's heart torn apart...

Syiren's face looked deathly pale, the usually jolly girl really looked like an undead... Diran could not bear to see the situation of Syiren who was very concerned about it.

"Hiks... Hix... I, I am a murderer." cried Syiren a mouthful.

"Master... Are you still going to meet this girl? It doesn't seem like he's okay..." Kinan Whispe.

Diran still forced herself to approach Syiren. Diran looked at the slumped Syiren deeply, then she slowly pressed down on the elbow of her hard-earned wheelchair... It seemed that Diran was about to get up from her wheelchair and stand up to Syiren with a limp step as if in pain. Kinan was shocked when he saw Diran about to walk.

"T-tu-sir! Can you walk?" ask Kinan in shock. He widened his eyes wide, as if he could not believe his vision...

"Dear master? You can walk..." Kinan's eyes glazed with glass because he was sad and amazed at what he was seeing at this moment.

Diran stepped over to Syiren, until she began to stagger and just sat down beside Syiren "Aahhh!" shrieked Diran into pain, his legs starting to feel dead again.

"...The master! Be careful..." Kinan approached, Syiren who began to flinch from his banquet, he began to turn his head slowly towards where Diran was sitting "Shiren... You okay?" Diran asked as she fixed her seat and looked at my beloved Syiren.

"..." - ".Syiren was petrified while staring at the two green colored Diran's beads. When they get stuck in each other, for some reason... The wet thread in Syiren's eye pelupuk back plunge and wet the temple.

"Hiks... Sir, I am the cause" cried Syiren. Diran who felt that everything was not the fault of Syiren was very sad when she saw the cry of Syiren that was so heartbreaking.

Unknowingly Diran grabbed onto Syiren's body and hugged her tightly "Don't be afraid... I'm here, don't be sad... It's not your fault either. It's not your fault... Syiren" While patting the boy's skinny back, Diran kept saying so to encourage Syiren.

This isn't all your fault... This is all my ex-wife's fault. If only he wasn't this greedy... No one will be a victim. Not even bi Mari would have died because of this accident... Bathin Diran muttered as she patted the woman on the back.

Kinan saw the scene next to the door leaf. He was slightly moved by what Diran had done for the girl. Kinan also shed his tears because he could not bear to look at their closeness.

A few minutes later...

"Shyiren... Is that your name?" Ask Kinan. Syiren immediately took off Diran's embrace and turned to look towards Kinan "Yes. That's my name... Do I know you?" Syiren replied while removing the wet bulir at his temple.

Kinan approached Syiren "Do you still know me?" asked Kinan smiling kindly at Syiren.

Diran was a little astonished at Kinan "Kinan. Do you know Syiren?" Diran furrowed her Eyebrows looking astonished.

"Yes. I just remembered this girl..." Kinan smiled at Syiren who was still confused at the introduction that morning.

"...I'm sorry, but have we met before?" syiren asked, scattering her eyes while trying to remember something.

"alright... I'll make you remember me" Imbuh Kinan opened his wallet and handed him a paper that looked like a business card.

"...what is this?" Syiren looked at the card carefully and then began to remember it.

"Wiran...?" Bisik Syiren looked at Kinan.

"We'll see Syiren again, thank you for your help the other day... The person you saved is right next to you right now" Kinan explained directing his palm towards Diran.

Syiren widened her eyes wide "A-what?" Pekik Syiren silenced his mouth tightly.

Neither did the unbelieving Diran when Kinan explained it "What really? What helped me was you, Syiren?" Diran asked inexhaustibly.

"Gluks!"

Syiren took her own saliva "Don't it not, the person I once saved was Mr Diran? Oh, my God, the world is so narrow that I am reunited with you..." Syiren

Diran smiled widely, her cheeks widened and she shook her head "You are indeed the one. I really have to thank you... You have done it, you are the savior of my life..." Diran again concluded her smile and patted Syiren's head then rubbed her gently.

"Master... He's a really nice guy who doesn't ask for his services. Even when I gave you your phone number... He didn't tell me or ask for anything..." Kinan's words heartened Syiren.

Mercifully... Mercifully... Bathin Syiren muttered happily.

Diran could only smile at his life-saver... He wanted to give the most beautiful gift to Syiren for her help. But he didn't know what would make Syiren happy.