My Wife Drabia's
82. Teach a lesson

"Look, Mr. Ansel, our lab chek said your wife was under constant sleeping pills, making it difficult for her to wake up" obviously Doctor Wildan after reading the lab results letter in his hand.

"So the doctor meant that my wife had not been in a coma?." Ansel's jaws look hardened restraining emotions.

"We don't know for sure whether your wife had a coma or not. What is clear is that the intravenous fluids that enter your wife's body contain sleeping pills" explains Dr. Wildan.

"Basic kepar*t"

Without permission Ansel came out of Doctor Wildan's room, which was immediately prevented by Ciko.

"An, where are you going?, patience" said Ciko pulled Ansel's hand back to Doctor Wildan's room.

"Where else would it be if not to teach that damn Doctor a lesson" Ansel replied. Ansel was so angry and emotionless that his face looked red, his neck veins almost popped out, his hands clenched very strongly.

"Calm An, it's not the time. Focus on taking care of your wife. Let the doctor and the nurse be my business." Ciko sat Ansel's body in his chair earlier.

"Sir, I must teach the Doctor a lesson with my own hands." Ansel stood back and wanted to leave, but was immediately restrained by Ciko.

"Later, relax. I told people to secure it before handing it over to the authorities. Later you can beat him as much as you can, Okeh!." Ciko hugged the one-child man possessively, while stroking his chest elus, so that his friend's emotions down.

"Istigfar An" said Ciko again.

"Astagfirullohal 'azim" Ansel murmured continuously privileged in the heart. And right, his emotions immediately dropped, his body that had been tense, immediately felt relaxed.

"When performing the operation, in that room there was not only one Doctor. It could be two or three, and there must be a prospective student Doctor who helps, added the nurse. To determine whether your wife had a coma, you can ask the hospital" said Dr. Wildan.

"I'll make sure the hospital is destroyed and out of business" Ansel exasperated. My God, his emotions always go up when it comes to the hospital.

"Yes An" Ciko who was standing behind Ansel, stroked Ansel's chest elus whose emotions rose and fell.

"Then we'll excuse Doctor Wildan, please ahead of time" said Ciko. He knew that his schoolmate had to do his job again.

"The same" replied Doctor Wildan smiling.

After shaking hands, Ciko took Ansel out of Doctor Wildan's room, back into the Drabia treatment room.

"How's An?, what did Doctor Wildan say?" ask Mr. Ilham impatiently.

"During this time Drabia was under the influence of sleeping pills Well. Doctor Demian wants to kill Drabia without dirtying her hand Well. I don't know what the reason is, I don't know Dad" Ansel replied back in emotion again.

"Shhh! patient patient An." Ciko again stroked Ansel's chest elus which began to go up and down.

Mr. Ilham was breathing rough. Mr. Ilham knew his daughter very well, very rude and bar. Surely Drabia's had already made Doctor Demian's heartache in the past.

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Time pass

Now in the treatment room lived Ansel and Salwa. It was night, seeing Salwa who had fallen asleep in her lap, Ansel moved her into a baby box. After moving her, Ansel climbed up onto the gurney, laying down his body next to Drabia who was still fast asleep. Ansel hugged the body and kissed her cheek from the side. I hope my wife opens her eyes again tomorrow. Ansel closed his eyes to rest.

Tonight Ansel felt his sleep very soundly. So that he did not hear his daughter cry from inside the baby bok.

Drabia, who heard the cry of the baby in the room, slowly opened her eyelids, with tears streaming down from the corner of her eye.

'What is my son's voice?' inner Drabia.

"Ansel" said Drabia very softly.

Let alone being able to hear his voice, even Salwa's cry alone, Ansel could not hear it.

Naturally Ansel fell asleep. During these ten months, his sleep quality was very poor. Ansel could not sleep quietly thinking of his comatose wife. Not to mention Ansel had to wake up often at night because Salwa cried for milk, pee and pup.

"Ansel" called Drabia again, but Ansel's hearing didn't seem to be working.

Drabia tried to turn his neck towards Ansel who was asleep hugging him, then dropped a kiss on the man's forehead.

Dab was right, Ansel immediately disturbed his sleep. And his hearing went back. Hearing the sound of Salwa crying, Ansel immediately woke up and opened his eyes. Drabia had already opened his eyes, although it looked a little.

"Drabia, you wake up baby."

Drabia tried to comment on her smile at Ansel who was looking at her happily.

"Alhamdulillah, O Allah" said Ansel, not feeling his tears dripping his happy horn.

"Well! huaaaa!" salwa cries from her baby box.

Ansel turned to the baby box next to the gurney. At her sight Salwa stood up and extended her hand towards her. If it was like that, surely his daughter was throwing dirt.

And true, an unpleasant scent directly pierced into Ansel's nasal cavity while trying to check his diaper. Ansel took Salwa into the bathroom in the room. After she finished cleaning it, take her back out.

"This is your daughter, our daughter" said Ansel, putting Salwa beside Drabia.

Drabia, who was lying weakly, silently looked at the baby girl. The baby was already big and could almost walk. How long has he been asleep unconscious?.

"I gave him the name Salwa as you wish" Ansel gently rubbed Drabia's head.

"Salwa" said Drabia. He wanted to reach the little body into his arms but his hands were unable to move.

"Salwa, let's call Mama, baby" Ansel told the baby girl sitting next to Drabia. So that their daughter may call the Drabian woman.

"Ma" said Salwa, following the request of his father.

Drabia instantly reviewed her smile and shed her tears, moved. Drabia wants to talk a lot, but his mouth muscles feel stiff, the long closed horn is never moved at all.

"Ma ma" said Salwa again smiled until he showed his newly grown teeth.

"He's a smart and cheerful kid like you. Even he already knows that you're his mother" Ansel smiled." Every time he asks her to see you, he is always excited" Ansel said again.

"I.want to kiss him" Drabia pinta in a slow and slow voice.

Ansel nodded his head, then told Salwa to kiss Drabia.

"Salwa, let's kiss Mama, son" told him to bring Salwa closer to Drabia's face, Salwa immediately kissed Drabia's cheek with her pursed lip. Then the new Drabia who kissed the cheek of the baby that was born it for the first time.

Drabia crying, sad with happy vibes. Happy because his son was saved, and even grew up and healthy. Sad that he could not take care of Salwa, and did not even give her breast milk at all.

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