Most Beautiful Khilafat
The Most Beautiful Conversation Chapter 33.

At eleven o'clock in the evening Suganda arrived at the hospital and was immediately treated by a team of doctors who had been contacted by Fikri since at home. His condition was very critical due to too much blood loss.

Lucky Fikri came at the right time, he broke down the door of the room because he suspected something happened to Suganda who never answered his call.

And it turns out that Fikri's suspicions are right, he finds Suganda lying on the bathroom floor in a very weak condition. Just breathing, he had trouble.

"Om, how's Dad doing?" ask Roni to panic. He just arrived at his home. When he was about to get out of the car, suddenly Fikri contacted and said what happened with Suganda.

Roni feels guilty for what happened to her father. Although there was a lot of hatred lodged in his heart, but he could not deny how unfortunately he was to Suganda. Even when marrying Zahira the other day, it was solely for the sake of maintaining the health of the father. He was not ready to lose after what he had gone through before.

"I'm sorry Dad, sorry." he sighed regretfully. He felt stupid for not thinking so far, why argue if finally Suganda should suffer?

In the loosening eardrop on his chest, the door of the room suddenly opened. Roni swept her face quickly and scattering toward a doctor who had just walked out of the ICU room.

"How's my dad doing, Doc?" ask Roni to panic.

"He was in a critical condition, too much blood was wasted" replied the doctor.

"Take my blood, Doc! Our blood type is the same" Roni said.

"Okay, then come with me!" take the doctor.

Without thinking, Roni quickly nodded. They entered another room with a sister who followed.

After performing various tests, the doctor shook his head weakly. Roni's situation is not as good as he thought. He can't do a blood transfusion, it'll harm him.

Yes, before Roni had several major operations. That is why doctors do not dare to take risks.

After they left the room, Fikri approached and asked. "What can transfusions be done?"

"No Om," Roni shook in despair, as well as the doctor who shook his head weakly.

Without thinking, Fikri immediately moved away and pulled the phone out of his pants pocket. He contacted Zahira because he did not have Zayn's number in his contacts.

After a long wait, Zahira raised her call. Fikri tells him everything that happened and asks Zahira to persuade Zayn. There is no time left, the more left, the situation will get worse Suganda.

After the call was interrupted, Roni approached and got angry at Fikri. He disagreed with the actions of his father's personal assistant. Why ask the child for help? There are many other people who have the same blood type.

What about the situation in Suganda? He needs a blood donation immediately. Fikri could not help himself, this was the first time he raised his voice in front of Roni.

"If you can't come up with a solution, you better go home! Your father is dying Roni, please don't follow your ego at times like this! Where are we supposed to find donors these nights? Do we have to wait for your father to die first, right?" snapped Fikri ignited emotions.

Roni was silent and stunned on the chair. He did not want to lose Suganda this fast, but he also did not want Zayn to feel victorious if Fikri asked for his help. It's really complicated, Roni's head wants to explode.

At the apartment, Zahira still tries to persuade Zayn. He was sure Zayn had a broad heart, he could not bear to let his father die in vain.

"Let it go, I don't care if he gets sick or dies though." Zayn sleeps without caring about the situation of Suganda who he knows is dying in the hospital.

"Zayn, please don't blind your heart. No matter how bad he was in the past, he's still your father. His blood is flowing through your body" Zahira explained.

"Here you go, baby, better get some sleep! Why think of such a cruel man as him?" zayn.

"He's not cruel Zayn, he's actually kind. Once at peace with the situation, show that you are a filial son. Don't let you regret it after he's not around!"

Zayn did not reply, he chose to squint at Zahira's words just now. It was hard to forgive the fatal mistake that Suganda had made to him, he who should have lived comfortably instead lived in misery. Struggling to get what he wants, there is no place to complain and complain.

But after he thought again, he was not ready to lose Suganda, he wanted to feel the affection of a real father once.

"Come on, we're going to the hospital now!" Zayn jumped down from the bed and rushed to put on clothes. Zahira commented with a smile, she knew her husband's heart was actually very soft. Sometimes the ego forces him to pretend to be petrified.