
Shaira quickens her steps towards the treatment room believed to be her husband.
The gazes of some of the people who saw him to his screams Adisti did not care at all.
"God, why could my husband have such a dangerous disease, but I didn't know it at all" said Shaira, who occasionally wiped away her tears that kept flooding her face.
"Adisti stops! Stop don't keep running, baby!" Shouted Ade Nugraha who prevented his wife from running.
"Astauhfirullah aladzim, what really happened, why did Dede Aira run like that?" Ask Maryam Nurhaliza.
Ade immediately picked up the map which was held by Shaira Innira who was lying on the ceramic floor.
Ade was astonished to see what was written on the white paper, he closed his mouth so unreliable with the writing of the diagnosis owned by Adelio Arsene Smith.
The two eyebrows were intertwined to see the change in the look of his face Ade Nugraha whose hands were shaking violently holding the map.
"Doctor Ade Nugraha what happened? What are you reading?" Ask Maryam full of investigation.
"I-it's impossible, I'm sure it's a misunderstanding" he said.
"Why, what happened to you?" Ask again Maryam who is increasingly curious.
"Sir Adelio's husband doctor Shaira Innira has terminal heart disease and it's severe" said Ade who can't speak anymore.
Maryam immediately took over the map and read it carefully, fearing that she might have misread it.
"Astauhfirullah aladzim is impossible! There must be some confusion in here" she said.
"I have to call his cell phone number mas Aidan and bang Abiayasa, they have to know what happened to the Adelio bang," said Maryam.
"Doctor Maryam, please keep this a secret from Om Sham, fearing that he may be shaken and his illness will get worse as well" Ade prevented.
"Yes right, papa is sick if coupled with this bad news. Papa's fear is growing more and more anfal pity papa," his great-grandson Maryam.
"We'd better get there to catch up with them to make sure what's really going on, not until this is just a misunderstanding," said Ade Nugraha who immediately walked towards the corridor of the hospital hallway where his wife had run non-stop.
Shaira's tears kept dripping down her cheeks, she didn't expect her husband to hide his condition.
"It's all my fault, I'm the one who's no longer a dick to be his wife. I was so busy with my job that I had forgotten my responsibilities and obligations as a wife" Shaira, who was relieved to see a special VVIP ICU room for Adelio, the owner of the hospital, said.
Shaira slowed her pace when she was in front of the ICU entrance. His body trembled violently and was powerless to hold the handle of the door.
His hands were so numb that he could not open the door. Her tears were dripping more and more unstoppable until her face, nose and eyes were reddened.
O God, I cannot see my husband in a helpless state of weakness. I'll never be able to!
Shaira sometimes wants to turn the doorknob of her husband's treatment room, but on the other hand she is also hesitant and afraid to see the condition of her husband which will certainly make her devastated and sad.
Bismilbornrahmanirrahim strengthen my heart.
Chequek...
the sound of the door was wide open and Shaira was again made dumbfounded by seeing what was happening inside there. His mouth gaping wide, his body was silent standing stiffly looking at the condition from inside the ICU.