
After a few hours pacing in front of the operating room waiting for the wife to be handled, Arka was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Aline and the baby both survived, the woman gave birth to a very handsome baby boy and now Aline has been transferred to the treatment room. Although the woman was unconscious due to the effects of anesthesia given before the operation.
Arka who fell asleep in the chair beside the bed gasped in shock when she heard the sound of ringing from her mobile phone. Slowly, the man opened his eyes and reached into his shirt pocket and took his smart thing to see who was calling so early. Johan's contact name was written on the screen, making the man immediately shift the green icon without waiting for a long time.
"Hallo, Johan," said Arka with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.
"Hallo Arca. Where are you, Arum and I plan to see Tirta in the hospital." Johan's voice was heard on the other end of the phone.
Arka patted her own jirat, she just remembered if she was in the hospital and had not had time to tell her two friends about what happened to Aline last night.
"You and Arum just go straight to the hospital hoping jaya. Where Tirta was treated, I was here last night too" Arka told Johan.
"What's? What are you there for? Are you too worried that Tirta will run away to wait for him all night?" asked Johan Father was still inexhaustible with the behavior of Arka who chose to keep watch in the hospital.
"Ngawur, I'm not here for Tirta. But last night Aline fell down the stairs and was bleeding. She just finished having surgery to give birth to our child" explained Arka with a little annoyed, her best friend rer sometimes likes to talk.
"So, Aline has given birth? then I'll be there soon," Johan replied, then turned off the phone unilaterally.
Thirty minutes later, Aline opened her eyes. The woman again provoked her glare sense of sight due to the light of the lamp.
"Mas, where am I?" asked the woman while holding her head which still felt spinning.
Arka smiled at the wife who had awakened. The man immediately cupped his wife's cheeks that he loved so much.
"Darling, you finally realized too. I'm afraid that something will happen to you" said Arka, saying what she had been feeling since last night.
Aline did not answer, the woman felt her stomach that had shrunk slightly because she had just had surgery.
"Mas, our son. Where is our son?" aline panicked after realizing her condition. The beautiful woman also began to recall the incident when she fell down the stairs last night. The arka gently caresses the top of the wife's head, trying to provide calmness.
"You calm down, our son is fine. He was born into the world. Boy, handsome once and now still in the baby room," explained Arka made the wife breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank God, Mom. I'm afraid I'm gonna lose our son."
The outpatient room door opened, along with Johan and Arum who went inside. Approaching a friend who still looks pale.
"Aline, how are you? Are you all right? Then, why did you bleed and get surgery?" Arum flocked Aline with questions.
"Have you met Tirta?" arka asked her two best friends and was answered by Johan with a headband.
"It's better that you two meet him, let me be here to accompany Aline," Arum pinta looked at the two men in front of him in turn. Arka and Johan nodded, agreeing with Arum's words. Both of them walked out of the room after saying goodbye to the two women.
Arum immediately sat down on the bedside chair, gently grasping Aline's fingers. He was so grateful that his best friend survived. Likewise with the baby who had been so eagerly awaited by Aline and Arka.
"Mother where, Aline. How do you not look?" asked Arum who was looking for the whereabouts of Bu Kanti but he could not find.
"Mother is out for a while, she says she wants to buy mineral water" Aline replied.
The door of the room opened again, a nurse appeared with the baby box containing Aline's child.
"Mother Aline, please breastfeed the baby first. Thank God his son is healthy and very handsome. Semourna was without one" said a nurse, helping Aline lean over the headboard and handing the handsome, big-nosed baby boy over. Aline smiled, happily the young mother breast-feeding her son. It seems that the baby is so greedy to enjoy breast milk from the mother. Arum also commented on a smile, he remembered baby Zio and baby Zia who he left at home with Bi Marni. Because it's impossible to take them to the hospital.
Meanwhile, Johan and Arka have arrived in front of a room where Tirta is being treated. Two policemen were standing guard at the door.
"Good morning, sir," Johan said to the two.
"Good morning, Mr. Johan."
"How is Pak Tirta?" johan asked the two policemen.
"He was conscious, but it still took a few more days to undergo treatment. Please if Mr. Johan wants to come in and meet with him."
"No need, sir. I just want to make sure." Johan peeked inside through a glass that was on the door. The two men immediately resigned after making sure Tirta was safe and did not run away from police surveillance.
Arka and Johan walked along the hospital hallway feeling relieved. Johan felt so indebted to his ex-husband wife. Because without Arka, surely now his family still experiences the terrible terror given by Tirta. Without warning, Johan hugged Arka's body so tightly. Making his best friend sculpt while frowning received treatment from Johan.
"You're still normal, aren't you, Jo? Why are you hugging me like this? I am Arka, not Arum" said Arka, making Johan immediately release his embrace.
"Damn you, Ka. Obviously I'm still normal, I still love my wife very much. I just feel indebted to you, because you've helped my family a lot. Thank you for all your help. I don't know how to repay all your kindness" Johan said with teary eyes.
"Alright, Jo. Let's just say everything I did was to make amends for my past mistakes with your wife. Hopefully, after this, nothing will test our happiness. Just wait for Aline to recover and be able to go home," Arka said, commenting on a smile. The two men continued their steps towards Aline's room while occasionally throwing jokes.