Maura Search
If only, He was a Paper....

''Where is my daughter?'' The first question came from Bram's mouth when he woke up.

The middle-aged man tried to get up but urung when he felt tremendous pain in the area of his former operation.

''Arrgh, why is it so sick," his screech was restrained.

''You don't move much, sir. Your wound was torn so you have to rest completely" said Sonia.

''But I want to meet my daughter. I want to see how he is...."

''I'm here, Father," Maura interrupted.

He entered the room in a wheelchair pushed by Emran, the infusion also seemed to hang from the place provided.

''Dad, please follow the doctor. My father's condition has improved but has not fully recovered. Rayyan has told me everything," Maura pinta with a pleading face.

A few minutes ago, Maura had regained consciousness from her stupor. He also asked the same thing when opening his eyes, about the condition of the father. It just so happened that in the room at that time there were Rayyan and Emran. He asked Rayyan.

Initially, Rayyan intends to hide the truth, saying that Bram is fine. However, Maura did not believe him just like that. Because, he saw for himself the last state of the father before unconscious. He kept pushing and forcing Rayyan until in the end the man said everything.

''Alright, if you ask me to obey," said Bram in a weak tone.

''What about you?"

''Dad, just calm down, I'm fine. My body also began to have energy even though it was still a little weak," said Maura accompanied by a sweet smile.

''Thank goodness...."

''Now, I have to rest. Once father's condition improves we'll go home."

''Dad will always obey everything your daughter says."

But soon after, he remembered something. It was a handwritten letter that his wife had written to him.

''Maura, you want to be honest with dad?'' bram asked with a serious look at his daughter's face

Everything in the room was confused by the question that Bram asked, not least Maura.

''I-iya, I will be honest with father," Maura replied with a frown.

''What if I don't want to go home? I want to visit somewhere, Ra." Bram looked far ahead.

Maura looked at the people around alternately as if asking 'what does she mean'. However, both Sonia and Emran compactly shook their head slowly.

''Where's?" ask Maura

''Your mother's grave."

Maura held on the spot, which meant that the letter had already reached Bram's hands. But who gave, that question just popped into his mind.

''I-Dad knows?"

''Yes," answered Bram.

''Forgive me. It's not my intention to hide this from dad. But at that time my father was still very weak. I don't want to make it worse. So I decided to hide it first," Maura said feeling guilty.

''You're not wrong, honey. Your habits are very similar to your mother's. In the past, your mother was like that, hiding her problem so that I wouldn't worry" she said with teary eyes.

He was always sad whenever he remembered his late wife.

''Okay, I'll take you there. On one condition, father's condition must be completely recovered."

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''What are you thinking?" Emran approached Maura who was pensive himself facing the large glass treatment room. Only the darkness of the sky was visible from the inside because it was already night.

''You did it for the good of Mr. Bram, Ra. Don't blame yourself."

''I made you sad." Maura said something softly.

''Come on, don't think about it anymore! You just recovered. I don't want you back down because of this. If you get sick again your father will also get sad," said Emran while holding a tiny body in front of him.

Maura inhaled in the man's scent, a scent that made her calm back down.

''You're not coming home, Em?" maura asked still in the same position.

''How could I leave you at a time when you are in this condition."

''You've been here two days. I don't want your mother to hate me more because you've left home for me too long." Maura said softly, looking up at the stern jaw that was right in front of her face.

''Don't think about it, Maura," growled Emran with a stifled voice.

''Please go home, Em! Don't fight with your mother anymore. She's a woman who's willing to risk her life to give birth to you."

Emran was still unmoved with his flat face. He was still disappointed with his mother's attitude a while ago.

''I'm fine you stay. Many take care of me here. You don't have to worry." Maura continued to try to persuade the man.

''You yes ... For my sake," Maura asked with a face of light.

Emran let out a sigh of resignation.

"Alright," Emran said in a low voice.

''Smile dong. I don't really care." Maura pulled the two corners of the man's lips together to form a smile.

Without them noticing, there was a man who was staring at their affection with a gaze that was hard to decipher.

"Why stop here anyway, Doc? Like his body was small, the body of a cement truck as well" protested Mira who was behind the man.

Rayyan who heard the girl's bad words instantly distracted her attention.

"What did you say? Try repeating." The man looked at Mira by raising both eyebrows.

"Body as big as a cement truck." The girl repeated her words with the face made as smooth as possible.

''Mixer truck, Mira. A village once anyway, you," Rayyan replied by tightening her teeth.

"What tips?" Mira tried to bend her head to see what Rayyan had seen earlier.

"Hemm, panties." Mira sneered, "there's another jealous turn."

"Shut up!" sewot Rayyan with his dark face.

"Remember, Doc. He's a doctor's cousin. Don't fuck around. Let it go" said Mira with his wise advice.

"Somehow, the doctor is weird. I knew from the past never glimpsed the same Maura. Still chasing him. As long as the doctor knows yes, from the beginning Maura's mother has liked Doctor Emran." Rayyan rotated her eyes puffed. I regret bringing that girl here.

"... Many girls chase doctors. The time of one of them there is nothing that fits the criteria of the doctor." Mira still continued her chatter despite not getting any response from the man beside her.

"Just like you, how about it, Mir?" rayyan asked with the intention of teasing the girl.

"Damn, ogah. Amit-amit. There are every day will eat the heart if the same doctor. If only, the man in this world lived a Rayyan doctor. I've been single for life."

The woman's words further added to the annoyance in Rayyan's heart. If only, Mira was a piece of paper. He had already crumpled it to shapelessness, then dumped it into a trash can.

Yes, after that Rayyan to Mira. His mouth speaks like it has no brakes.