Married Ex Wife
1. Medicine for my grandson

The blood transfusion is almost over. The red liquid flowed on the body of the little man whose cheeks started to turn red. He looked more alive than he was before receiving a blood transfusion.

His hands did not shake, he was silent when the nurse put a needle to perform the transfusion. He was not afraid anymore, for him a needle prick had already become commonplace for a man like him.

Meanwhile, the old lady beside him stood up with her wrinkled face that was increasingly looking anxious from time to time.

“Grandma, is this still a long time?”

Grandma just smiled. “Patience.” After that he came out of the blood transfusion room and met the two people who were waiting for him.

“How about Dylan? Is he ready to go home?” ask the old lady to the two men there.

“We have not managed to contact Mr. Dylan, Bu,” said one of them.

“Then his wife, how?”

Both also shook their heads to show the answer ‘not’ to the question.

“Exploitation!” swear the grandmother while glancing at the condition of her grandson who was inside.

*

In the meantime, still in the same hospital. From a distance, a student stared at the three of them. A pile of books in his arms, accompanied by a shoulder bag stuck on his shoulder.

The girl was quite pretty, with a ripe red lips without a blur. Pale cheeks without fairies and pliable eyelashes without eyebrows. His face was perfect when he saw it.

He dared to walk closer.

Of course the three people ignored because they did not know each other.

Trying to steal a glance, hoping to see the condition of a little boy lying there.

Pluck up!

He intentionally dropped the book. With a bow, he could see the look on the face of the old grandmother who was looking down.

After he picked up the book, he realized. If my grandmother is not okay. Immediately he confirmed the glasses and passed from that place.

The girl then leaned against the wall closest to the turn of the hospital hallway. He patted his chest that was hurting from enduring the sadness.

“If grandma is sad, that means Rio is not okay,” murmured with worry.

Then slowly he lowered his head and finally crouched down. If he did not feel ashamed, he would have cried bitterly or maybe ran and entered the room.

But what to say. A covenant is a covenant. She signed the contract three years ago after giving birth to Rio. The money promised by the father of the child has been received and used. Now he can go to college while having a well-established job thanks to the money and also the connections provided by the man.

However, removing a child who has been conceived and born is not that easy. He had to sneak around to see how Rio was. Although sometimes he has to disguise himself as a box milk seller or willingly change shifts with a day care nanny without salary. Everything he took to meet with Rio, the baby.

“Contact Dylan once again!” the voice of the grandmother was upset.

Hearing that name, something rippled in his heart. But he tried to forget all the feelings that shouldn't exist. He was happy with the woman who became his wife. Meanwhile, she is just a woman who borrowed her uterus to be fertilized and gave birth to a child for the couple.

Even her own mother-in-law who is now restless waiting for the grandchild, never knew if she had ever been a daughter-in-law.

“There is still no answer, Ma'am,” replied a woman in white there.

The maid beside the grandmother tried to help calm the old woman's heart.

A doctor came out of the room where Rio received a blood transfusion. The doctor is followed by a nurse and they try to talk to the patient's guardian.

Of course, the student who is the mother of the child is eavesdropping on what the doctor says.

“Bu, there is actually a way to cure Rio. Safe and not risky way, but it may take time to do it.” The doctor gave the family happy news.

“Really?” The old woman immediately showed her enthusiasm. “Say, Doc! I will follow the procedure. Whatever it costs, I will. Please heal my only grandchild! I beg!” the grandmother said, holding the doctor's hand.

The doctor patted Grandma's hand warmly. “Not a cost issue, Mom. But what is needed for Rio's treatment is blood from his sister's umbilical cord. We're going to do stem cell therapy for Rio.”

The old woman with her two servants slightly gawked at the doctor's words.

Then the doctor simplified his speech again so that these three people understood. “In other words, Rio should have a younger brother from his father and biological mother, then we use the blood from the umbilical cord of the younger brother to be used as medicine for Rio.”

The grandmother nodded immediately. As if it was emitting light from his eyes. The woman was really happy with the news being heard.

“Quickly contact Dylan and his wife, inevitably, like not to like, they should give a sister to Rio.” Grandma is excited.

Meanwhile, the girl who eavesdropped on it suddenly instantly trembled by herself. It's like he's hiding and somebody's gonna find him.

“How is this?” The girl involuntarily walked back and forth in the hospital hallway. What mother does not want her child to heal? Yet how could he possibly give the medicine needed by Rio? While he himself did not get along with the father of the child.

Shortly after, a man came up with a move that was very attention-stealing. His sturdy body, his fielded chest, his handsome face and the aura of perfection that he radiated.

The woman turned her head and their gazes collided.

The man looked at her sharply as he passed and pretended not to know.

Meanwhile, the woman immediately lowered her head and threw away her face hoping that the man did not know her.

“Dylan! You've finally come!” The old woman in front of the room immediately called her son who had just arrived.

“It just so happens that you came at the right time. Why can't we call your phone? Where's wife? Where is the woman?” ask the grandmother who called her daughter-in-law ‘women it’. A vocation that indicates a disharmonious relationship between them.

“What's with Rio?” dylan asked without answering a single word from his grandmother. His face looked at the mother coldly. He only glanced at the little boy lying in the room.

“Rio can be cured!” the grandmother said this with enthusiasm.

“That's true, Doc?” The man asked again in a flat tone.

“True, Mr Dylan! Rio could be cured with the medicine obtained from his sister's umbilical cord blood. In other words, Mr. Dylan and his wife had to have another baby to cure Rio,” papa the doctor who made Dylan's facial water change.

“How, Dylan? You and your wife can still give a sister to Rio, right?” ask the grandmother expectantly. He loved his granddaughter who would become the heir of the family.

Automatic if in this way, then for him like a paddle two islands exceeded. He got a new grandson from his son as well as a cure for his first grandson.

“Pak Dylan, you don't mind, do you?” the doctor asked for a reply from the handsome man.

Instead of answering yes or no, the man mentioned a name. “Anyelir!”