My Love My Bride
Daddy sleeping?

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After the children died, Alvin and his two sons-in-law, Salman passed to the room. From the balcony of her room, seen Meydina who is still faithful in the flower garden owned by Anita. Meydina sat down while chatting with the maid who was changing the potting medium for some of the orchids.

Salman smiled as Anita's shadow glimpsed there. He gasped when he saw Anita smiling at him.

"Dad!" Meydina's call broke Salman's daydream. Salman smiled and returned his daughter's hand.

Salman turned around, stepping up the balcony. Suddenly his face grimaced like he was enduring the pain.

He repeatedly set his breath. The pain in the chest made Salman squeeze the clothes he was wearing and groan slowly.

Trudging, Salman stepped slowly towards the sofa. He felt the wall to keep his body from falling.

Unlike usual, the pain grew. Never mind moving, sighing also feels something piercing in the chest.

Salman stared at the door of his canal, hoping someone would open it.

"Anita, is it possible that my time is getting closer?" His inner.

He leaned his back while enduring the pain. Stare blankly at the ceiling of the room with glazed eyes.

***

The day began to afternoon, Meydina felt that she had more than enough of being in that place. A place that was always a favorite of his late mother.

Meydina walked towards the kitchen. At first glance he looked at the whole house. Sepi, the children and their father are off-road-ria with Uncle Ahmed's son. Amiera and Laura spend their time shopping.

"Teh sir is ready?" meydina asked a servant.

"Already, Miss."

"Let me deliver it."

Meydina carries a tray containing her father Salman's favorite herbal tea. As he stepped he muttered, "Is this teapot bigger? It feels a little heavy."

In front of Salman's father's bedroom door, Meydina knocked only once. It was not unusual for there to be no answer from inside the room.

"Dad ...."

Meydina's loud voice echoed in the room. Malik's wife's gaze was immediately fixed on the figure of his father sitting on the sofa.

"Sleeping dad?" asked Meydina gently.

"Well, how do you sleep here? Move yuk," said Meydina as she placed the tray on the table.

Meydina sat down next to Salman's father who was leaning with her eyes closed. Meydina smiled thinly and thought her father was too sleepy to be lazy to move from his seat.

"Well, it will be bad. Meydina help us stand up, yes, we move to the bed." His word.

The smile disappeared immediately. When Meydina's hand holding her father's hand felt something different.

His father's hands felt very cold. Is it because the air conditioner is always on?

Meydina started to look panicked. Many times he rubbed his father's face to wake up, but Salman's father did not give a response.

"No. This is impossible" Meydina murmured as she wiped the tears that were breaking just like that.

Meydina ran towards the nightstand. Pressing the emergency button directly on Uncle Said's number.

"What's wrong with Salman, Mey?"

"Dad ...." Meydina sobbed, speechless.

"I'm going home, with Ahmed too. Relax, Mey."

Meydina could say nothing more. He dropped the phone and ran to his father.

"Well, wakeup. We're going to the hospital. Just a second, Mey, get me daddy's warm clothes."

Meydina felt her chest tight. When he took out one of his father's warm clothes, his limp feet made him rest on the floor. The squeezing of the warm clothes while hiding his sobbing face was very strong.

Meydina tried to stay sober. He took another warm shirt to change the warm clothes wet by his tears.

"Well, hold on a second. Uncle will be here soon."

Meydina's words were stuck in her throat. He just put his father's hand in the warm sleeve. Powerless with the taste in her chest that was very tight, while hugging Salman's father, Meydina's cry broke.

Said and Ahmed rushed into Salman's room. They were surprised to find Meydina crying.

"Mey, what's going on?" Ahmed ran over and grabbed Salman's body. Salman's sister looked questioningly at Said, her cousin.

"Contact Alvin. Ask them to come to the hospital" Said said.

With a panicked look on his face, Ahmed walked outside and called some male servants to help Said put Salman on the bed to be taken to the hospital.

A special blankar has been prepared for emergencies like this. Also the vehicle that will carry it.

"Uncle, I'm okay, right?" meydina asked what Said was doing.

"Step, Honey. Hopefully it can still be worked on." Legally.

"Is the car ready?" said to the newly arrived male servant.

"Here you go, sir."

"Then we'll take him. Come on!"

Said's rapid pace was still less rapid with Meydina's heartbeat. His body felt weak, but he had to follow his father to the hospital.

"Come, Mey. We're going to the hospital, too."

Ahmed helped Meydina and strengthened her. They followed the car that took Salman to the hospital.

"Dad's gonna be okay, isn't he, Uncle? Mey is ready to donate blood to father as much as possible. Mey please uncle, make sure dad's okay." His issue.

"Calm down, Mey. The doctors will do their best. We can just sit down and pray."

"As for how Mey can calm down uncle, earlier ... Dad's fine. Dad laughed to see the kids picking dates. Dad even promised to buy an offroad car for Zein and Arka. Dad also waved his hand at Mey from the balcony of the room. Dad was okay, uncle.... Mey didn't lie." Isak Meydina immediately echoed in Ahmed's car.

Ahmed held back his feelings in order not to shed tears in front of Meydina. He rubbed Meydina's back gently. Meydina's cry was slicing through her heart. This little girl who used to always want to be carried by him is grieving.

The phone ringing. While driving, Ahmed receives one call at a time from members of the Al-Azmi family asking for news of their eldest brother.

Ahmed turned to Meydina who was holding back the sobbing because she was talking. Salumi's shadow flashed past. The crying little Salumi longs for Salman's embrace, changing to Meydina who cries for her father's worry.