Married Old Virgin Boss
47. About Opportunity

More than the lesson Ben received today, the man was much more tired of facing the attitude of the brother-in-law who could have guessed how. Dion almost never cares about all of Ben's questions, and is always focused on giving orders. In fact, it often does not provide basic material. So Ben felt like a fool in the office.

Ben's messy state slightly explained his current state of mind. His disheveled hair became a sign of how frustrated he was to face Dion. The sweat that moistened his face, revealed how hot his mind was at the moment. Not to mention some scorn from other employees who blatantly mocked him.

“She came in here just because she's Mr. Kahar's son-in-law. The originals? He has no skills in business. But I'd like to replace Mr. Kahar. Not knowing yourself.”

Ben did not want to care honestly, because the main intention he accepted this offer was Dea. However, the more thoughtful it was, the more complicated the contents of his head became. So that the man several times growled furiously, and vent his anger by pulling the motor gas so that the speed of the vehicle increased splitting the night.

His tired body demanded to rest, while his mind reluctantly stopped to twist every scorn in the office earlier, as well as Dion's attitude.

Ben feels ... sick. Hugely. The stuffy in his head was getting unbearable. So stifling, even the helmet wrapped around his head felt so heavy that Ben found it hard to support him again.

Not only that, Ben saw the highway now has a shadow. He could not tell which was the real one. The lights were very blinding to the eyes, and the sounds of vehicles and horns were deafening. The painful strong thump in his chest added its own discomfort.

Ben realized that his condition was getting worse. He had just thought of two options, between stopping for a break but getting home late, or continuing to rest immediately. However, if he continues the journey, then ....

BRACKET!

Be late.

The freight truck from the back quickly hit his motorbike which turned to pull over. Ben bounced off the motor, hovering in the air for a split second, before finally crashing into the hard asphalt.

His body no longer moved.

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When he first opened his eyes, Ben found himself lying in pain almost all over his body. In fact, one of his legs could barely be moved, so he could only hiss faintly.

“Don't move much, Sir. You just realized.” A soft clear voice rang out, making Ben immediately normalize his expression of pain to see the female figure in a nurse's all-white dress.

Ben glanced around more thoroughly, finding that the room he occupied had a dominant white paint color, with a narrow mattress, and also a nightstand containing medical equipment. Soon, he concluded that he was in the hospital. Ben immediately remembered the incident before he was in this place.

“You want to contact your family, Sir?” ask the nurse, while thrusting the phone with a cracked screen and a broken angle quite badly on Ben.

The man gave two nods, then received a cell phone. He just opened the screen, checked the internal condition of the smart object, until the nurse came out of the room. Then, Ben immediately put the phone on his stomach. He had absolutely no intention of doing what he said.

After a little calm, Ben started to move. He tried to sit. Simple things are done with great difficulty and full of struggle. His head was dizzy, with his legs barely able to move. Just to shake his left leg, the man had to hold his breath and saturate it strongly.

When Ben was busy thinking of a way to get home tonight, the door opened. A male doctor with a friendly smile entered, making Ben straighten his back to welcome him.

“Doctor Ridwan here?” Ben greeted with a smile back, although impressed awkward.

“Yes. I am here,” replied the man. “You tried to run away from me, but see? You are now coming here, albeit due to an accident.”

“Luckily, you're not too bad. As long as you can walk or someone takes care of it, you can go home tonight,” said the doctor. “But, preferably, you're home tomorrow. I'm ready for overtime even though I should have gone home early, so you can check more deeply.”

“No need, Doc,” said Ben refused subtly. “Other times, I will come to check.”

“When next time, Ben? You came here last time three months ago. I ask to come regularly twice a month, you are not even nongol at all,” said Dr. Ridwan, clearly showing his frustration which is dominated by worry. “You said you were married? Why not call your wife? So don't worry too much because you didn't come home tonight.”

“No need, Doc,” said Ben with a makeshift smile. “I already sent a message, kok.”

Dr. Ridwan did not ask much about the topic. Instead, he focused on explaining some things about his condition that were obtained from the doctor who treated Ben before. So that the inner field doctor just conveys it.

“Your condition last time did not include well, Ben.” Ridwan this time dimmed his smile, and put on a serious look. Contagious on Ben. “I ask even impressed you make come see me, not just so you want to pay me. Notwithstanding. I assume you're my own son, so I demand you really meet me, Ben.”

Given such a sentence, Ben could only nod lightly as he was reluctant to reply while at a loss to give what response.

“It's a serious problem, Ben,” Ridwan said again. The more shady his gaze was, the more difficult Ben was to suppress the feelings of worry within him. “You don't want to live a normal life?”

Ben shook his head in response. Of course, he wants to.

“So, please .. focus. You tell your wife this problem?”

Ben did not answer this question, and Ridwan did not seem too demanding an answer.

“Agreat steps, if you are supported directly by your wife,” said Ridwan. His gaze turned blank when it led to the nightstand. “You don't want to spend more time with your wife?”

Ben once again did not reply, as he was honestly ‘mau’. However, her destiny was not much different from before marriage. So, the man could only shut up.

“Have a child, take care of your wife's child, spend old age together ... You don't want?”

Ben bowed in listening to Ridwan's question. All the answers were ‘mau’ but his mouth was too mute to speak. He does not want to expect high.

“If you have a chance to feel it, please .. seriously seek treatment, Ben. Not 100% can heal you, but it can give you a chance to feel it all.”

“But,” Ben finally made a sound with a doubtful tone, “Nobody wants to accompany me to make feel it all, Doc.”

Ben smiled, with a sad look mixed with emptiness.

“I do not need a long life,” continued Ben, which immediately made Ridwan sigh.

Disappointed with Ben's decision.

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