
"Simplified.!!!!" Bryan immediately caught the body of Gita who was about to collapse.
"Denan, drive the car!" Bryan cried while holding Gita's body, while Denan immediately opened the car door to take Gita to the hospital.
Mr. Kurnia sits next to Denan driving the car while Bryan holds Gita in the back. Gita has lost consciousness since the bullet hit her upper arm. Blood comes out and seeps behind the shirt worn by the Gita.
Meanwhile, Romy and Andre immediately contacted the men to watch Bryan's car. And some of his men were sent to pursue the shooter.
"Grand-master....." Call Romy by phone call. He looked towards Andre who was focusing on driving.
"What's wrong?" Ask someone from the ground.
"Master... Please go to the hospital" said Romy at last.
"Why? Who's sick??" Ask someone from a worried perspective.
Romy swallowed his salivary rough. "Sir, please go to the hospital immediately. Contact Mr. Wijaya and Mrs Indira. Please come to the hospital belonging to the Kurnia family" exclaimed Romy then ended the call.
Romy breathed a sigh of relief he was finally able to say smoothly. He looked towards Andre. "We're going to the hospital. We explain it to the boss" said Romy and dibuguki by Andre.
At Bryan's house. Mr. Arya called his wife hysterically.
"Mom!!!!" Call Mr. Arya.
Madam Lana who was cooking for lunch came over to Mr. Arya.
"Why Pa??" Madam Lana asked when she saw the look on her husband's face worried.
"We have to go to Ma's hospital..." Said Mr. Arya.
"Why Pa??" Madam Lana asked surprised at the expression on her face pias.
"Papa doesn't know Ma either... Romy just called and asked us to go to the hospital. But before that we also have to contact Wijaya"
"Quick contact Pa... Mama's afraid there's nothing with Bryan or Gita. Because today they plan to go to the gold shop to buy Pa's engagement ring" explained lady Lana in a raucous voice.
Mr. Arya immediately reached into his phone and dialed Wijaya's number. Meanwhile madam Lana goes to the room to pick up her bag.
At Wijaya's house, Mr. Wijaya and Mrs Indira were enjoying a relaxing time by watching tv in the family room. Suddenly Mr. Wijaya's phone rang and on the screen was seen the name 'Arya'. Mr. Wijaya immediately received a phone call and was immediately surprised after hearing what was said by Mr. Arya.
"Pa?" Call Madam Indira patting her husband's thighs softly.
Madam Indira's applause resuscitated Mr. Wijaya. "We have to go to Ma's hospital" said Mr. Wijaya slowly.
The beans held by Madam Indira also fell. Since then the feeling has not been good especially since Gita said she was going to the gold shop to meet with Bryan. What the hell's been going on?
"May ayoo!!!" Exclaimed lord Wijaya who had stood up. Madam Indira also immediately realized.
"Come on Pa" exclaimed madam Indira nervously. Somehow his body felt a little weak to hear that they had to go to the hospital. His mind was directed towards his daughter.
"Pa... Mama's afraid of Gita..." Madam Indira deliberately hung her words and then looked at the husband who was next to her.
"Mama's feeling is not good Pa" said Madam Indira with teary eyes.
Mr. Wijaya sighed and then took Madame Indira into his arms without saying anything. Because actually his feelings were also not careless, hearing what was said by Arya earlier, he immediately thought that something might have happened with his daughter.
***
"Female, tell me what's going on?" Ask Mr. Adnan, Santi's father. The man who was about 50 years old was staring intently at Angga, his son-in-law.
While beside Santi, the child was crying in the arms of the mother.
"Why Papa should ask me, just try Papa asked directly with Santi. What has been done by him" said Angga firmly. And glanced cynically at Santi who was in the arms of the mother-in-law.
Mr. Adnan was surprised to hear Angga's words and immediately turned to Santi. Her daughter had been crying ever since. Actually what happened.
Intentions want to visit the grandson because he misses. But what he met was precisely the princess who was sitting on the floor while sobbing. And after being asked finally Santi told me about what had happened. But of course Santi covered up his mistake. Because he did not want his parents to know that he had made a fatal mistake.
"Santi" called the father firmly.
Madam Indri stroked Santi's hair then took off her embrace. However, this problem will not be solved if Santi just cries. Santi looked at the Mama and Madam Indri nodded while smiling thinly. He convinced the princess to tell him the truth. But somehow Madam Indri felt that something was hidden by the princess. If not, why should we cry without a defense.
"Tell Santi the truth. Or I need to tell your parents about how bad you're doing!" Angga was impatient.
"Enough mas!!!!" Shouted Santi later.
Santi looked at Angga with a reddened face as he continued to cry.
"I.... I-i'm.... Actually I...." Santi stuttered and did not know what to say. In his eyes Angga who saw him with a nyalang look.
***
Mr and Mrs Wijaya arrived at the hospital. And when they got out of the car, it turned out that the master and mistress of Arya had also just arrived. They approached Mr. Arya's car and waited for the car owner to come out. As they entered the hospital, two men approached them.
"Let my master and mistress deliver" said the man who was embraced by Mr. Arya. While the lord and mistress of Wijaya were just following them.
In the hospital hallway, they saw Bryan pacing in front of the operating room. On the bench there was Denan and also Mr. Kurnia who was bowing his head.
Mrs Indira's heart raced quickly when she realized Bryan was healthy and even able to walk. Then who's in the hospital, it's impossible if....
"Bryan!!" Madam Indira cried to Bryan with a slightly hasty step.
"What, what's going on?" Ask lady Indira.
Bryan stared one by one at the faces of Gita's parents and parents who had just arrived. Somehow Bryan had to explain to the woman who became his lover's mother.
"Ma.... Sit down first" said Mr. Wijaya brought his palace to sit on the waiting bench. "Consolate Mama, Papa sure Bryan must also be in shock" continued Mr. Wijaya when his wife had sat down with a little calm.
"Auntie... Actually Gita...."