My Husband Is My Secret Lover
Yoshi POV - My Dukaku

Mama and I left the opa lying in the ICU to take care of papa's funeral, I was so tormented by this situation, I could hold my grief but what about my mama, losing her beloved husband is like holding a hard slap in her heart.

The funeral rituals went well and we returned to the apartment, and we also notified all relatives via phone and video calls. Some of them expressed their sorrow through virtual because it was the distance that separated.

Moreover, most of our relatives and relatives live abroad because of the business dealings for which we greatly appreciate their absence today.

Mama who is still dissolved in sadness does not want to meet people at all, staying in the room is a way to calm the soul and shed all her tears

While I was also very worried about the current state of opa, after making sure my mother was okay, I decided to return to the Hospital to see the state of opa.

On the way, my mind was so messed up I still couldn't believe that papa was gone, I wanted to know how it could happen, how the chronology of the events before papa had an accident the other day.

I want David to investigate all of this but this is not the right time to do that. Now the most important thing is to restore the state of opa and mama.

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Arriving at the Hospital I immediately rushed to the ICU Room, I saw the opa from behind the glass lying there, the condition was still the same as the last time I left it, I wanted to enter but the nurse did not allow me.

Look at this, just this morning my father was lying in that room and now my grandfather is lying there, in the same place. Had thought opa would also leave me but I tried to deny all that.

I'm not gonna let opa get away from me this fast. I'll ensure opa's recovery. Various aids are installed in the body of opa, just like the state of papa before death.

In my silence I prayed, I promised myself to take the place of papa in guarding mama and opa.

I will fight, I will study diligently to continue my father's business, without me knowing a doctor is approaching me. There was a feeling of fear in my heart, fear of the sad news I heard this morning repeating itself.

In an instant I looked at the opa, the condition was still the same monitor screen still showed the heart rate of opa is still stable. There was a slight sense of calm in my chest, it turned out that Opa was still alive.

"Excuse me are you the family of Mr Darmawan?" ask the middle-aged doctor.

"Yes Doc, I'm his grandson." I answered quickly, so that the doctor immediately gave his explanation about the condition of Opa.

"Can you come into my room for a minute, I have something to talk about" said the doctor, who I replied with a nod.

I followed him into the room with Dr.'s nameplate. Philip's.

"Please sit down" the doctor said as he sat in his chair.

"Yes doc, so how's my Opa? " question me while fixing my seat.

"Look son, there is a serious problem due to a hard impact on your grandfather's head, this resulted in some nerves in the brain being disrupted and caused the brain's performance to decrease drastically," said the Doctor with a long sigh.

I am still confused by that explanation.

"What does the doctor mean? don't tell me that my opa won't be helped." I said with high intonation. I know it's not true but I got so carried away

"That's not the case, your grandfather can still be saved, it's just that "the doctor said it was cut off, it was so rambling and it pissed me off .

"What is it, Doc? please talk to the heals. " I said start to get emotional.

"It just takes a long process to wake up from a coma like this, " said the doctor, I was quite surprised to hear that so the current health status of opa is a coma.

Opa is not dead but his life is like this, staying in bed only rely on hoses and tools this tool to survive.

"So Opa I'm in a doc coma? is it possible to heal as before? " i was hoping the doctor would give a relief.

"Of course, son, we as a medical team will try our best, but all this also goes back to the patient himself, if indeed his will to stay alive is still strong, he said, then his recovery will be quick." The Doctor said.

***

I went back to the ICU and asked the nurse for permission to enter.

At first she didn't allow it but after I asked Doctor Philip's permission, the nurse allowed me to go in to see opa, wearing sterile clothes from the Hospital of course.

"Opa, wake up please, Ricko still needs Opa ." I said softly which of course was not answered by Opa

Opa may be able to hear my words but he can not respond, I continue to invite opa to speak even though there is no sign of opa responding to every word I say.

I realized, maybe if mama was okay at this time, I would have been the one who had fallen to accept this reality. I am strong because my mother is weak right now.

I also need a backrest, but there is no place for me to lean. While continuing to encourage opa I also continued to encourage myself.

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I didn't feel like day after day, I was in the apartment with my mom right now. While opa still remains with its coma status in the Hospital.

Oh, my God, I just remembered that jacket wasn't washed a few days ago. I immediately called our waiter to find the jacket.

"Bi, where's my denim jacket you washed yesterday?" ask one of the waiters in our apartment.

"It's in your closet, sir" replied my servant.

I immediately went upstairs and ran to my room and broke down the whole cupboard.

But I didn't find that jacket, either,

"Biiii, where's the jacket?" I screamed while still ruffling my clothes.

"Sorry sir, I mean the master's jacket is in the closet in the Madam's room" said my maid. It really pissed me off, how could he put my clothes in my mom's room.

"Institute. Hurry along!! " i said rudely restraining my emotions .

"Okay sir, " replied my servant in fear.

***

A few minutes later he came back with my jacket.

"It's Master" he said as he handed the jacket over . I immediately grabbed the thing I was looking for the most from his hand.

"You may go" I said, telling him to leave the room.

As fast as lightning I reached into every pocket of that jacket.

"Where the hell is the paper, lest it be destroyed by washing," I said as I kept checking every pocket.

I kept checking the pockets while occasionally shaking the jacket so that all the contents of the pocket could fall out.

Suddenly a piece of paper with a torn and somewhat crushed condition fell to the floor.

Soon I picked up the paper, I cheered the paper happily I found it

I slowly opened each fold, I was so afraid to make it even more broken.

I could still faintly see a row of Devi handwritten numbers at that time, even though it was very difficult to read but my eyes could still see it.

081347661xxx's chat. (Well )

After successfully spelling the number, I immediately grabbed my phone and dialed the number.

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Connected but not picked up, "Come Ana, please pick up the phone from me." I said while I waited.

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Finally someone picked up my phone, I was so happy and nervous, this would be the first time I spoke to Ana over the phone

"Yes, hello good afternoon with Laundry Jandi can anyone help?" said a woman across there.

I'm so surprised, why the one connected is a Laundry instead of Ana. Is it possible Ana opened a Laundry business now.

"Sorry can I talk to Ana?" I said asking maybe this is indeed Ana's number which is also listed as her Laundry business number.

"But there's no such thing as Ana here Mas, Sinta and Yeni, it looks like you're on the wrong side" the woman said before hanging up.

Whahuh? no one named Ana there, it turns out this is wrong.

Geez, I was hesitant when I saw Devi writing this number.

As I suspected Devi had miswritten Ana's number back then, judging by her doubtful facial expression, Ah I was very upset, wanted to scold her but certainly couldn't, I was confused as to what to do now

"An, why is time never on our side? " i said as I stared at a picture of the two of us that I had in my wallet.