Married by Accident
Hear something

Erland had just arrived in London and she set her long legs out to the arrival terminal while breathing the night air in the city where she had a career. He was actually quite tired from traveling for 16 more hours in the air.

It had to transit for a few hours and he arrived in London. The Industrial Revolution in London earned the city the nickname The Smoke. The reason, pollution from factories and also the use of coal as heating makes the city shrouded in dense fog.

"I finally set foot in this airport again. Unfortunately I come with guilt and great hope for you to be okay." Erland actually currently feels very afraid if something bad happens to the lover.

However, he tries to think positively and does not fill his mind with negative things that lead to death. Yes, he is really very afraid if the woman who is loved and has long been in a relationship with him is not helped and ends up leaving the world.

"I would never forgive myself if what I feared happened. You'll be fine and come back to me, won't you, darling?" Erland was still standing while staring at the people passing by towards the arrival terminal.

While he was still feeling confused and also afraid to walk out from where he was standing. He now takes regular breaths to normalize his feelings filled with fear at the still critical state of the lover.

"Marcella will be healed and free from critical times" he said with confidence and all his worries.

For a few seconds he normalized his feelings while waiting for his suitcase. Then he picked it up as soon as his suitcase was seen.

Then he headed towards the arrival terminal and now directly take a taxi that many are in the airport area and go directly to the Hospital.

The assistant has sent the address of the Hospital, so he immediately showed the taxi driver who is now driving the vehicle out of the Airport area.

'Is Marcella the same? Or making progress? I have to ask, ' murmured Erland who had circulated his gaze ahead to observe the atmosphere of the streets of London.

He last came to London a few months ago to visit his girlfriend. Until he was now breathing the air at night after previously opening the left car glass.

"London ...."

Erland's soft voice, dominated by long breaths representing her guilt for being the main cause of the woman she had been in a long relationship with, committed suicide because of her actions.

"You have to hang on so we can get back together and have a relationship like we used to." Erland now grabs the phone in her pants pocket and presses the call button on the assistant's number.

He waited for a few minutes, but the connected call did not get an answer until it was interrupted. Erland who was currently frowning from looking at the screen of her phone did not get an answer from the assistant.

"Where is he? There's no way this hour's sleeping." While staring at the time machine that was circular on his left wrist showed at nine o'clock in the night.

He did tell the assistant to always be in the Hospital to look after the lover until he arrived. In fact, he also told to ask Marcella's housemate, about how it actually happened so that the lover could slash his wrist until he ended up in the hospital.

However, there have been no reports of what he ordered and it makes him even more strange and curious. "What exactly is he doing here? Why did it suddenly melt?"

"Did Marcella's housemates not know when she killed herself? I haven't received a clear report. So, until now do not know when Marcella slashed his wrist. Was it after I sent him a message that forbade him from contacting me?"

There are a lot of questions that are dancing around in his brain right now and making him really frustrated because he can't figure out what happened to the lover.

Erland, who is currently curious about what the assistant is currently doing so she does not answer her phone, chose to call again. Hopefully the man who is easier than him answers and reports everything to him.

"Usually he always carries his phone with him wherever he goes and always answers my phone whenever. Why is it that now when it's needed in a situation like this doesn't even pick up the phone?" lirih Erland who was filled with annoyance when remembering if his assistant was not like when in Jakarta who always worked according to his wishes.

Until again only take care of the face full of disappointment that seems at this time because the phone connection was interrupted without getting an answer from the assistant.

"Take a look if you meet later. I'm going to punch him in the stomach for pissing me off" Erland's circus with a face full of anger at being so upset when it couldn't figure it out before arriving at the Hospital.

"I'm gonna cut his pay because it pisses me off." Erland massaged the temple because she felt her head was so dizzy.

He did not sleep because he thought about many things, so that when he was on the plane just closed his eyes for a while, but still could not dissolve in the dream.

Honestly, he actually currently feels very afraid if until the lover is not helped and ends up dying because of it. On the other hand, he who along the way while on the plane also thought about the state of Floe and his future son who was not destined to see the beauty of the world.

'I've lost my future son and can't hear him calling me papa. Actually I really feel guilty for making him fail to be born. Floe must have felt that way too and blamed himself. I couldn't comfort her because I had to go visit Marcella who was also fighting death.'

Erland was currently fusing her palms together and closing her eyes to chant a prayer in order to focus on her hope that the two women currently in the hospital were both fine in the future.

Until a while later he fell silent and looked back at the street decorated with beautiful lighting. I was curious and looked at the driver.

"Is the hospital far from here? I want to see my lover soon." Erland could see the driver glancing towards the rearview mirror as he asked.

"About 15 minutes, sir. It's coming soon." The driver drove at an average speed because he wanted to make passengers feel comfortable, so it was a bit long to arrive even though the distance between the Airport and the Hospital was not too far away.

"All right." Erland chose to refocus on the phone from earlier still held. It now opens a gallery to drive out boredom during the trip.

Initially he intended to look for photos of his togetherness with the lover who was still neatly stored there and none of them were removed.

However, at the top, there are some photos of Floe taken when he saw the position of the woman was very photogenic while on the beach. He was able to photograph accidentally when he initially wanted to take a picture of the scenery.

When staring at the photo of Floe taken from the right side and without staring at the camera, it looks the woman who is still in the hospital is very natural when she took the picture secretly.

Now, he only realized that the woman who had lived with him for some time in one house had a beautiful face. There was even something suddenly rippling in his heart when not blinking observing the photos on his phone screen.

Still silent and unblinking looking at him, he moved gently rubbing the part of his face from beside the photo. "Floe, are you aware? Did you not stop crying after knowing our son was taken back by Him?"

"I'm sorry for being a bad man to you. Yes, this is all my fault and regret at the end will never change our child's destiny. Do you hate me so much now? Will you forgive me when I apologize?"

A soft voice that sounded heartbreaking adorned the atmosphere in the car that was very quiet. Even just a glance at the rearview mirror because it does not understand the words of the man sitting in the passenger seat.

It's just that the look on your face of sadness made him feel confident that what was said by the man was aimed at the lover who was in the hospital and could not wait to arrive soon, so ask him.

He is now back in focus staring at the streets because after two red lights in front there will soon arrive at the intended Hospital area.

Meanwhile, Erland who was currently shaking her head because she felt her main purpose to see Marcella's photo ended up on Floe instead.

"Focus, Erland! Why did you even see Floe's picture? You should be thinking right now of Marcella fighting death. Floe's fine as the nurse said, while Marcella's still critical."

He even patted his head repeatedly for blaming himself when he thought of another woman in London. Although in his small heart also the feeling of enormous guilt on the figure of a woman who failed to become the mother of her future children.

'Even the words of Floe until now always ring in my head. Fair, he always demands that from me. The word fair seems to make me like a husband who has two wives and must be unbiased, ' he murmured, who was currently breathing rough at the heavy burden he felt.

Until he who had not had time to see the photos of his togetherness with the lover, realized after hearing the voice of the baritone from the driver who had turned towards the Hospital.

"Sir."

The driver, who had stopped the taxi he was driving right in front of the hospital lobby, frowned when he saw that the passenger was half-dreaming as he stared at the phone.

"Aaah .. yes. We have arrived." Erland, who felt foggy because she hurriedly put her cell phone into one pants and stared to the right of the car window.

That it is currently right in front of the towering high-rise building which is the largest Hospital in London knowing when the assistant reported everything.

"Help my suitcase" he said, now rising from his seat and opening the car door and getting out of it.

The driver who immediately followed the movements of the passengers and carried out the order because it was still waiting until the man realized from his daydream. Now, it has opened the trunk of the car and took out a large suitcase belonging to the man.

"This, Sir."

"Thank you" said Erland, who had just taken the money out of his wallet.

He had indeed exchanged money when he wanted to go to the airport to make it easier after arriving in London.

The driver nodded his head after receiving the money, got back in the car and drove him away from the hospital.

In contrast to Erland who is currently directly pulling her suitcase heading to the lobby of the Hospital to go directly to the elevator that will take her to the fifth floor because according to information from her assistant, I'm sure the ICU room is there.

With a rumbling chest and a raging feeling of being filled with concern at the still-critical state of the lover, he pressed a button on the elevator and stared at the digital figure that was now moving towards the top floor.

The atmosphere of the hospital is quite quiet and lengthened because it is already quite night and of course the patient's family no one has passed by.

"Darling, I'm coming. You only healed after I got here. We'll be back together like we used to be. I promise I'll never leave you or let us not communicate like I said." Erland who was currently directly walking out once the door of the iron box opened and looked to the left right to make sure where he was going.

Until his view is now fixed on the silhouette behind the figure of a man who is now talking to a man in a white uniform who he assumed was a doctor at the Hospital.

"That must be the doctor who handled Marcella," Erland said as she pulled her suitcase and walked over to the two men not far from her.

When he was about to open his mouth to call the assistant to turn to him to find out that he had come, not so do it because at once his heart was like being wielded by a sharp spear when he heard what was conveyed by the doctor.

He even took a step back because he was very surprised at what he had just heard.

"No!" lirih Erland who was currently making the assistant heard his voice and turned towards him.

Even he looked at his assistant like he was very surprised upon seeing his arrival.

"President?"

To be continued...