My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 131. Pick up

Astria went back inside after seeing many familiar faces standing in front of the building. Pulling her own hair out of pressure and not knowing what she's going to do.

“Where, Non?!”

“Urus alone!” annoyed screams.

Her party guests looked at her suspiciously looking at Astria's annoyed and panicked face. Astria took a glass and drank it. That's the liquor there.

“Astria!” call someone out loudly, making the girl sitting in the bar stool look frustrated.

“Papa!”

Wildan, the father of Astria, approached him. Dragging his body forcefully into another, more desolate room. His father threw his daughter's body onto the sofa.

“What are you doing again, huh?!” scream Wildan.

“A-I just b-bikin this party, Pa!” astria answered in fear.

“Then why did Mr Gunawan come here?! What have you done to the Winata Family?!”

DEG. Astria was unable to stare at her father's dreadful furious face. He was afraid of a vibrating body.

“Front month you are married, but still doing it! If Paul knew you were acting again, he would definitely not marry you!”

“Pa!”

“Quickly say what you do?!” Wildan slammed a glass onto the floor, making Astria even more frightened.

“A-I'm free to b-revenge, little!” said doubt.

“Gosh! Don't tell me you're holding someone? Where is she?!” scream Wildan.

Astria cried out in fear.

"Where?!" scream Wildan.

PLAQUE.

The smooth face of the child was just slapped, now looks red and bruised. Astria held onto her sore cheeks, while continuing to cry in fear because of her emotionally violent father.

“Bono, Apuy! Right here! Where is he parenthetically that kid?!” wildan shouted at the two men who were guarding the nightclub.

The man whose nose was injured earlier, approached Wildan. Bowed in disdain, though Wildan was not the boss. He finally showed me the way

“Awas, Papa wouldn't consider you a child again after this! You have damaged Papa's career and Papa's self-esteem in Mr Gunawan's eyes! Get ready to live hard As!” wildan said with his emotions, then inched out.

Astria shouted groaning. His party friends just watched him from afar while whispering.

Ferdian, who had been invited by Wildan, followed a muscular man named Apuy, whose face had been hit by Arsene's kick earlier this afternoon. They walked through the back side of the building to deliver to the basement where the liquor was still sealed.

Ferdian kept preaching and piety in his heart, wishing that his son was there and that it was okay. His heart is beating unbecoming.

With hesitation, Apuy unlocked the door of the small room at the corner in the basement that was cramped and minimal air. To his surprise Ferdian found his son lying limp there unconscious. Blood pouring from his forehead pooled slightly above the tile. Ferdian's body trembled and limp at the condition of his son. He tried hard to get her out.

“Yes Allah... Brother Acen, you must be strong!” lirih. Ferdian immediately raised his son's body with great difficulty.

Ferdian with his long steps managed to carry his son's body on his back through the help of Wildan, who did not expect his daughter would act this vile. He felt ashamed and had no more pride in front of the Winata Family, who would definitely drag his daughter into prison.

Ferdian came out carrying Arsene's body. “Pak open his car, Sir!” ferdian shouted frantically at Mr. Arsyad.

“Astaghfirullah, astaghfirullahaladzim.” shouted Zaara. Her body drooped limp to find her husband's body like that, let alone see blood dripping from his forehead about the shirt worn by Ferdian.

“Neng! Zaara!” Reza held his daughter's body which was now limp from being too shocked. However, Zaara was still able to stand up straight even though her heart had felt loose somewhere.

With trembling hands and knees, Zaara follows her father-in-law aboard Opa Gunawan's car, soon perhaps taking him to a nearby hospital. Zaara wept beside her husband.

“Abang... wake up, Brother!” she screamed, her tears flowing.

“Abang must be strong, Ra!” said Ferdian trying to calm his son-in-law and himself as well, while holding a wound on Arsene's forehead.

Arsene was immediately taken to the IGD a hospital close to his campus and given action to be examined further. Reza hugged the body of her daughter who was sitting weakly on the chair. Shoulders vibrate. While her tears continued to pour.

Ajeng comes with Karin in her husband's car to find out the condition of her son. The two stepped hurriedly towards their families who were waiting there.

“Which gate?!” tanya Ajeng frantically looked at her husband whose shirt was still drenched in Arsene's blood.

“Abang is already inside!” ferdian hugged his wife's body.

“Abang why, Darling?!” tanya Ajeng lirih's.

“Later I told you. You brought my shirt, right?” ask Ferdian.

Ajeng nodded and took Ferdian's t-shirt from his tote bag.

“I change clothes first!” said Ferdian passed to the toilet.

Ajeng was sitting limp beside Zaara who continued to cry in her mother's arms. Instantly his memory ran towards 18 years ago, when something terrible happened to his eldest son. His heart continued to pray, hoping that Arsene would be okay.

“Zaara strong yes, Arsene can definitely skipatin this all!” said Ajeng stroking his daughter-in-law's head.

“Iya Mommy!”

“Brother Arsene suffered a minor injury to his forehead and an injury to his back. He will soon wake up and recover in the near future. Luckily the blood coming out of his forehead was not much. He will be transferred to the treatment room right now,” explained the doctor.

Ferdian was a little relieved to hear his son would be fine. “Good Doctor, thank you very much!” said it. Zaara felt that way too. She wanted to see her husband that night. Prayers continue to be followed in her heart so that her husband can be aware soon.

Zaara looked at the peaceful face of her husband who was still unconscious. White bandages wrapped around his head. His right cheek looks bluish bruised. While his wrist is reddish because of the rope ties that constrict it. Zaara put her head over the folds of her hand. She would occasionally touch her husband's finger, hoping that he would wake up soon and conclude his beautiful smile again.

“Ra, you take a break! Let mommy and daddy keep Arsene here!” said Ajeng embracing Zaara's body.

“Sorry Mommy.but Zaara wants to wait until Arsene wakes up,” replied Zaara grudgingly.

Ajeng sighed. He was also in this position. Ajeng nodded and stroked Zaara's head, letting the girl wait for her lover to wake up while holding Arsene's one finger. Due to exhaustion, Zaara eventually fell asleep next to Arsene with her hands folded under her head.

A touch was felt on Zaara's head as time showed at 03:15. The girl felt sore all over her body especially her neck and hands because of her forced sleeping position. For a moment, he felt that touch that made him aghast, awakened.

“Abang!” said raucous.

A small smile greeted him. Zaara's cry was unstoppable again, looking at her already-grown husband before her eyes. He clasped the man's hand and kissed him.

“Alhamdulillah, yes Allah!” zaara said with tears.

“Sorry..” says Arsene slowly.

“For what?” zaara asked not to take off her husband's hand.

“Because it makes you anxious and does not heed your warning.”

Zaara smiled bitterly. “I call the nurse huh?”

“No need, I want to be with you.”

“Abang...”.

Arsene smiled, then said. Zaara immediately pressed the bell to call the nurse to immediately check Arsene's condition.

“Alhamdulillah, all conditions are stable yes, Brother! Staying full rest. The wound on his forehead is also not severe, God willing so it can be healthy,” explained the nurse who examined Arsene.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Thank you very much, Sus!” said Ferdian and Ajeng simultaneously.

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Arsene returned to the apartment after being treated for three days at the hospital not far from where he lived. The wound on his forehead was still scarred but it had healed. So also with his spine slightly cracked because of falling from the stairs has begun to improve.

Astria herself was forced to be detained by the local police after Opa Gunawan dragged her directly. Astria's father was not struggling and could not defend his daughter anymore because the evidence was too strong. Moreover, many CCTVs captured the footage as Arsene came to be tied up by thugs there.

The crime against Arsene was premeditated despite being very messy. Astria admitted, after knowing that Arsene is the owner of a cake shop where he ordered a lot, after all, that's when he planned to avenge himself in high school because he was expelled from school and was under house arrest for a year. Severe punishment awaits him in prison.

Arsene rests her body on the bed. Although the condition has been much better, but aching and pain in his back is still felt.

“What do you want to eat? I prepared everything,” asked Zaara while tying up the longer hair.

“Can I request?”

Zaara nodded.

“Mmh... Want to eat Soto Lamongan!” arsene said hesitantly. Zaara had cooked the menu a few days ago before she entered the hospital. It tastes delicious on his tongue. He wanted to taste it again.

“Bby. But wait is it okay? You see the material is a lot so it must be a bit long, hehe!” Zaara grinned stiffly, realizing that she likes to spend a bit of time in the kitchen. His work is a bit slow, especially he is still learning.

“It's okay, I can eat wheat bread first make a stomach wedge! But the material is not? We haven't been shopping!” arsene.

“Hmm.. kaya there are some in the refrigerator. Chicken, eggs, cabbage, can be!” zaara said confidently.

“Yes I've been waiting for. Sorry I can't help!”

“Udah, just rest here. I'll finish the bread first!” Zaara got out of her bed, but Arsene held her arm.

“Why?” zaara asked in surprise.

“Sini jerk! I could get something!”

Zaara frowned in wonder but kept approaching her husband's face. Come to think of it, why should they whisper just the two of them in the room.

CUPS.  Arsene smiled widely after running the action pecked his wife's cheek. Ah, it turns out Arsene is just running the mode.

“You kiss me aja atuh, Brother! No mode!” Zaara pursed her lips. Then shuffle away from there. Arsene laughing.

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