My wife's the General's son
Conscious

It had been a week since Joseph was treated, and declared into a coma by a doctor. Afternoon after taking care of all the needs of my practice permit in a hospital. I took the time to stop by the hospital where the man was being treated.

Now I am always guarded by two ADCs that Papa specifically accompanies wherever I go. Papa has not been able to uncover the mastermind of the shooting, because their man who was arrested that night also died in the prison.

Papa's suspicions are getting stronger, that there are ranks who work with the mafia who are now unknown to whom, because they are very good at smooth play. However, Papa will never stop to investigate the case.

When I arrived, I immediately entered the room where Mas Yusuf was being treated. There was only her mother sitting waiting for her son.

"Assynolt...."

"Wa'alaikum...."

"How are you doing, Mom?" ask me to approach the old lady.

"The doctor said, Thank God there has been a lot of progress, Dek," he replied smiling kindly.

"Alhamdulillah... Oya, how's Madam Tiara and the baby doing?" askaku already knew that his wife had undergone a C-section two days ago. And the operation went well even though it was not accompanied by the husband.

"Alhamdulillah has come home, baby and mother are fine" he replied, giving me room to sit down.

"Alhamdulillah... May Mas Yusuf also recover soon, ma'am." I tried to encourage the mother of my Papa's aide.

We talked long enough in the room. Sometimes my eyes noticed a weak body on the bed. Somehow the hatred that is so great, now seems to fade away just like that.

I don't know, there are a few feelings I can't express when I look at that handsome face. But quickly I was tepis. Don't let my brain become an error'

No, I can't have any feelings for her. I have to quickly dispose of, lest he grow up, I won't let him.

"Dek Khanza, Ibuk tipped Yusuf for a while, Ibuk wanted to pray ashar briefly to the mushola," said Mother named Lilis. I have begun to recognize one by one the family of Mas Yusuf.

"Ah, ma'am, let Mas Yusuf take care of me."

Ms. Lilis immediately picked up her prayer kit which was in a small bag located inside the closet in the corner of the room.

After he left. I was still pensive on the sofa where I was sitting with Lilis' mother. I turned my gaze back to the body that was still lying weak.

I stood up from my seat and walked up to him. I looked at that pale face, again guilt was present. I sighed deeply, the iron chair on the side of the bed I pulled, and I threw my body there.

"Mas Joseph, get up quickly. Don't you want to see your son's face? I promise you, if you're cured, I won't report your mistake. I'll try to forget it."

My eyes began to heat up, a speck of clear liquid dripping down the corner of the cheek, but I quickly removed it, although it was difficult but I could not see that he had to suffer again. Let me sacrifice my future.

Somehow my feelings became erratic when I looked at his face, slowly my hand outstretched to rub off his messy black hair. However, I gasped as I watched the eyelids move and slowly open.

"Mas Joseph!" I immediately pulled my hand away from her.

"Mbak Khanza!" It seemed that he was also shocked and astonished to see myself beside him.

"Alhamdulillah, you are aware. Are you all right? Is anyone sick? I'll call the doctor soon." I immediately wanted to move, but my movement stopped.

"Mbak Khanza, wait!" He pulled my hand in a soft voice.

My heart is beating fast, I try to look into my eyes. "What's up, Mom?"

"Sir, please forgive my mistake. Don't hate, I promise to be responsible for everything I do" he said, strengthening his grip.

"Mas, I've forgiven you. Don't think about it. Now focus on your recovery."

His lips curled into a thin smile, his face looking relieved when he heard my words. "Thank you, Ma'am. I promise I will never run away from the punishment I deserve."

"Don't talk about that anymore. Didn't Mas Yusuf want to meet your wife and baby?" I deliberately diverted the conversation.

"Near! Has my wife given birth? Where's my wife and son?" tanyanya had just remembered the two people she loved.

"Alhamdulillah, Sister Tiara has given birth, Mother and baby are fine."

"Alhamdulillah O Allah. Where are they now, Ma'am? Can I meet them?"

"They're home. Mas Yusuf focused on healing, to recover quickly and be able to meet them."

I tried to encourage her to get well soon. He looked back at me and smiled happily. "Mbak Khanza, thank you."

I nodded back to that smile, without me noticing my hands and hands were still clinging. Soon I let go.

"Ah, sorry, Ma'am." He and I just smiled.

We talked about the shooting that night. Joseph could not see who had shot.

There was a lot of conversation between us. Although awkward still feels. Every once in a while your gaze meets, I try to throw away all the feelings that I think are so inappropriate.

Not long after, Miss Lilis entered the room. He's coming to us soon. Instantly the woman expressed immeasurable gratitude for the conscious of her Son.

Bu Lilis shed tears. I gave room for Miss Lilis to speak and let go of her son's longing.

"Mom, Joseph, I go home first. Hope you recover quickly. I'm going to tell Papa and Mommy this good news."

"Thank you very much for visiting, Dek Khanza. Give my greetings, to Mr and Ibuk," said Bu Lilis.

"Okay, ma'am, I'll tell you."

I'm getting out of that room. On the way home I kept smiling, I was very happy, after a few days it made me not eager to do anything, because considering that the man was not yet conscious.

Upon arrival at home, I immediately met Mother, to deliver the good news.

"Bik, which Mother?" ask my bibik.

"Father and Mother, it's in the back garden, Ma'am." Bibik tells where Mother and Papa are.

Soon my step towards where my parents are. I saw Papa lying down, his head was on Mother's lap, and Mother's hand was always stroking Papa's hair. What a perfect love.

For a moment I was stunned to see my parents who were still so friendly at their age who were no longer young. Can I get love like them? But who is the man who wants to marry me? Who is the man who will accept all my shortcomings.

I just smiled blandly. I try to stay strong, I hate the tears that fall so easily.

Seriate....

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