My Wife Drabia's
76. Revenge and anger

"My wife is critical Ma" cried Ansel sobbed.

Chequelek

The operating room door was opened, a nurse came out carrying a baby in her arms. Ansel and the others stood up to the nurse.

"The baby's father's coming to the baby's room!" the nurse smiled kindly.

Nimas' mother rubbed Ansel's silent arm looking at her baby's face. Unknowingly sheds her tears, seeing how wonderful the gift God gave her was. Ansel nodded and followed the baby.

"The baby's a girl, sir." The nurse opened the bedong that wrapped the baby's body, so Ansel could see it. Nothing is lacking, everything is complete. It's just that the baby's body looks small. Naturally, the baby should not have been born yet.

Ansel took the baby from the woman's nurse's arms, took her to her arms. Kissing the baby's forehead with the lips quivering and with tears.

Oe oe oe !

Sonta saha the baby was crying, feeling the gentle touch of the Father on the skin of his face. Ansel smiled, then shook his body slightly, holding the baby.

"Why is my beloved crying?" ansel asked in a soft voice.

After the baby calmed down, Ansel killed him in the right ear. Then return it to the nurse waiting in the room, so that the baby gets treatment.

Out of the baby's room, Ansel returned to the front of the operating room. Ansel sat his body beside Mother Nimas, leaning his head against the middle-aged woman's arm.

"Our baby's a girl, Ma. He's very fond." Ansel was flushed bitterly. Feel happy, sad and worried into one.

"The mother is beautiful, of course your daughter is also beautiful" replied Mother Nimas held back her tears.

After a long wait, the door of the operating room finally opened. A Doctor came out with his tired face.

Ansel, Mr. Ilham, Dafa, Ms. Nimas, April, Lea and Ciko were both standing from their seats, approaching the Doctor.

"How's my wife doing Doc?" ask Ansel impatiently.

"The operation went well," The doctor sighed deeply." But the patient's condition is very critical.Pray alone, may your wife get a miracle from God."

All were heavy-breathed listening to the Doctor's explanation. Especially Mr. Ilham as the patient's father. The state of Drabia is very critical, it means that Drabia is in the middle of life and death.

"I'm sorry then" said the doctor, leaving his leg from the operating room door.

They all sat back to their seats. Waiting for the development of Drabia that has not been removed from the operating room.

**

Out there, a man drove his vehicle quietly on the highway. A satisfied smile was very visible on the man's face, as he had successfully done his job. Now he's going to remove his tracks so he doesn't get caught by the police.

"Irham!" shouted a woman.

Irham who just stopped the speed of his motorbike immediately turned to look at the woman.

"Hafshah" muttered Irham, seeing the woman who managed to follow him was Hafshah.

"Why did you kill Drabia?." Although Irham was not a good man, Hafshah did not expect if his friend had been violent.

"Are you not supposed to be happy?. You love Ansel, right?. From now on you can approach him" asked Irham.

"I really love Ansel. But Mr. Ilham helped me once. He took care of me" replied Hafshah.

"I need money, so I did. And also I want to vent my heartache, to Mr. Ilham, Ansel and Ms. April."

Hafshah shook his head, crying.

"You're the bad Irham."

Without Irham noticing, two men were ready to bend him from behind.

Irham instantly froze, and sharpened his gaze towards the smiling Hafshah towards him.

"I also need money" he said.

Irham struggled to get close to Hafshah, but the two policemen had already handcuffed his hands behind his back. Dragged him into a black car.

**

Drabia has now been transferred to the treatment room. Since that incident, Drabia has never opened his eyes.And even Drabia has been declared in a coma.

Ansel, who was sitting on the chair beside the gurney, continued to look at Drabia's face without taking off the hand he held from earlier.

"Ansel, let's eat first, son!" said Ms. Nimas touching Ansel's shoulder gently.

Ansel shook his head.

"From last night you ate a new meal once, it was just a little" said Ms. Nimas. Again, Ansel shook his head.

"Eat a little, son. Do it for your daughter. If Drabia is sick, you are also sick. What about your daughter?" persuade Nimas' mother, hoping Ansel would eat.

Ansel nodded his head after thinking. In addition to thinking about his wife lying in a coma, Ansel also had to think about her newborn daughter.

Nimas' mother reviewed her smile, and then fed Ansel with the food she was carrying.

"At least you should be excited for the sake of your daughter" Nimas said as she fed Ansel's mouth.

Ansel received the food, chewing it slowly without taking his eyes off the wife's face.

Chequek!

"Assalamu aleikum"

Ciko walked into the room while saying hello.

"Irham the culprit, Poisi has managed to catch him with the help of Hafshah" Ciko reported after standing on the side of the Drabia gurney next to him.

Ansel stiffened his jaw, angry, wanting to finish off the man.

"Kevin told him not to accept his weapon not to go. Kevin paid him a lot of money" Ciko said, explaining exactly what the police told him.

"Why he did not accept, he who disturbed my wife, and to accuse Ilham's father" Ansel lamented.

Nimas' mother rubbed his son's back gently. So that Ansel is not carried away by emotions. And Ansel doesn't have to think about Irham and Kevin. Because someone took care of it.

"He will not think about his mistakes. Because her heart was filled with revenge and anger" Ciko retorted.

"Look, I won't let them get out of jail." Ansel spoke by brushing his teeth."Dare they come out, I'll lock them up. Let them rot on their own."

Ansel's chest was seen going up and down, signifying how emotionally he saw his wife fall victim to Kevin's insanity.

"Relax An, hold the emotion" said Ciko saw the red face of Ansel and her neck veins almost off her strained horn.

"Istigfar Nak" said Ms. Nimas stroking Ansel's arm.

"Astagfirullohal 'azim" Ansel muttered then took a deep breath and let it out slowly, rubbing his chest.

"Let's drink first." Nimas mother gave a bottle of drinking water to Ansel that he grabbed from the nightstand.

Ansel accepted it and took it slowly.

After eating, Ansel sat back in his pensive eyes, looking at Drabia's face so sound. I don't know how long he's been sitting in that chair waiting for Drabia to wake up. Ansel did not feel tired at all, and Ansel could not sleep for nearly two days.

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