One Night Stand With Brother In Law
Chapters. 84 Break Up Asa

Farida walked back home, but when she passed through the corridor adjacent to the room where her father was she was stunned. I saw a lot of activity in front of the room. The doctor and nurse were seen back and forth there. Ira and Cantika stood up when one of the doctors spoke to them. Tense rails were visible from both of them. Especially Ira.

Suddenly fear fell on Farida. Although Fadil was very evil to him and his mother, but he was still his father. What if something happens to her father? It means he killed his father because of what they were talking about. No, he's not that bad.

Farida then rushed closer in that direction. She overheard the doctor talking.

"This is good progress, Mr. Fadil can come back to consciousness just that we are waiting for the condition of his body after suffering from a coma for several days. Will it aggravate the stroke or what? It's just...." The doctor hesitated to say it.

"What's all, Doctor!" Ira was impatient. He was afraid that Fadil would uncover all the truth and throw it out.

"Just he couldn't move the other half of his body. His face was no longer symmetrical. Most likely she suffered a total stroke or speech disorder called aphasia or dysarthria. Disartria is difficulty with speech because the face, mouth, and tongue or jaw are weak. So he's gonna have a hard time talking and swallowing food."

Ira cried loudly even though she was relieved in her heart. At least, after this no one will know what he has done so far. Fadil's pain is partly also due to his work by giving the wrong medicine so that his health does not develop properly.

"However, do not worry he will be able to talk and chew if we do therapy. The family should provide a lot of support for his recovery. Right now maybe he's still in shock with what's going on so calm him down and tell him that we're going to go with him."

"Okay, our doctor will do his best for my husband's recovery." Ira's crying.

"Then I go first to provide help to others, there is a Septian Doctor who is looking at the effects of stroke suffered by Patients. After this, you can consult with him."

"Thank you Doctor Arham" Cantika told Internal Medicine Specialist. The doctor left them.

Cantika then hugged her mother who seemed devastated by this problem . "Yes, God. See why tests come to us."

There was applause from the left of the two.

"This is not a test but a karma that you must live for all the crimes you have committed. Especially you, Ira!" farida.

Cantika let go of her embrace of Ira and smiled cynically looking towards Farida.

"You do look innocent from the outside, but you're very mean."

"I learned from you."

"The sick one there is our father and you have no sympathy at all!" Cantika.

"My father is not you!" farida.

"What do you mean?" tanya Cantika stutters. Ira was surprised to hear that.

"You just ask this rotten woman. What happened to Dad was the result of his evil deeds all along. Hmm. .. I just opened up a little bit of the truth, but I loved him so much that I couldn't hold back his grief and it was like this."

"Mother .. what does Farida mean, try saying!" pressure Cantika shock. His eyes were red and pushy looking towards his mother.

"I'm a liar?" Farida laughs. "When you know for yourself what your mother is because you're a mother and a child who share the same traits. Likes lying!"

Cantika's face paled instantly. But he still needs that truth."

"Mom!" cantika can't wait to tear Ira's arm off.

"Hmm .. I'd better see father's situation. After this, everything related to my father will take care of itself, I don't need your help anymore to take care of it."

Farida then entered the room of her father past two women who were still glued to look at him. After going inside, Farida heard the quarrel of the two. He doesn't care anymore.

Fadil who was already conscious looked towards Farida with red eyes. He wanted to say something but couldn't. Only a voice from his throat was vague, coming out from his throat.

"Are you a patient's family?" ask the Septian Doctor.

"Yes, my doctor is the son of this father of mine," Farida replied approaching.

"Your father suffered a stroke and may have been described by Dr. Arham. He will have difficulty moving all of his limbs as well as difficulty speaking and chewing. It takes a lot of patience to care for a patient."

"I'll do anything for her recovery."

"Alright, the recovery process takes a lot of time and most likely to recover as usual is very small."

Farida nodded at the explanation from the Doctor who advised her to do therapy for the father. After that, the doctor left.

After the doctor's departure, Farida approached her father. "I can't forgive what you've done so far. It's just that I'm not you. My mom would be mad at me if I ignored you, Dad. For that, I will take care of you with all my heart. In the future I will drive Ira and Cantika out of the house. Not because I have a heart for them, but rather to protect my father."

Fadil shed his tears. Farida calmly took the tissue and wiped it. Even though his heart was tight, he tried to stay calm.

"Cantika already knows everything. Even so, I will still allow him to meet with dad because I know he loves you very much. Maybe Cantika loves you more than me. It should be like that, right? Because he's the one you always prioritize."

"Today I may not be able to take care of you because my son needs me and I have not said goodbye to them. However, I will have the nurse take good care of you here."

Fadil blinked the sign agreeing with what Farida was doing.

"One thing you need to know, if I forbid Ira from approaching you. Not because I hated it, but because all this time the drugs Ira was given were not the drugs I should have consumed. It's not making dad's condition improve fast."

Fadil looked to the side. All of this reality had greatly struck his heart. This time, he could only accept the situation. Suppose he were allowed to die rather than accept this harsh reality.

"No Dad, you don't think anything before I finish this whole thing. You have to live to see my happiness. Besides, you still owe my mom an apology. You have to recover to be able to go to his grave someday and kiss his grave."

Fadil looked sadly at his daughter. The daughter he had been wasting instead she was his own blood and all this time he loved was even the child of his wife's affair. Is there anything worse than this life story?