President Cilok
126 Never give up

“If you can't hold me, then hold my memory respectfully. And if I cannot be in your life, at least let me live in your heart.” Wulan could only hold, look, get carried away in a huge dilemma. While the stoning bush hit the boundary wall of patience, tears began to dry up on the cheeks, leaving only the traces of a bunch of water floating on both of its neutrals, which were rashes of redness and dampness.

The net is not able to be closed, it's really sad to freeze. He sat next to the gurney, just the two of them. Well, both with the helpless husband, drooping weakly, with eyes still closed. Occasionally Wulan stares at the monitor which displays graphics about the performance of organs, such as heart rate, oxygen levels in the blood, or blood pressure.

Fear is further straining the heart and mind.. A glimpse of dark memories back around his brain, where seconds Farhan dragged by the currents of big waves. Wulan shook her head loudly, obviously she rejected him, refusing to lose. He no longer wants to lose someone who means so much in his life.

“No, I'll never let you leave me, never let you let me go, we're tied together. Hold me, follow me, for I will never leave you. I swear I will never let you down.”

The whimper is soft, while rubbing the forehead of Damar wrapped in bandages.

In an agitation, Wulan thought. Why so the husband and Amanah food occur in a problem simultaneously. Isn't this weird? Isn't this as planned by someone? Then who? Who has been playing around in this slick way? Isn't this so outrageous?

Or is it revenge? Huh, it's revenge! If true, all of this is the result of an endless grudge. It has to present two sides of the upheaval between life and death. What then must be the way to control emotions in order to retaliate against the person who has been cruel? Wulan remembered Ratna's warning.

“Is this Opik?!”

Wulan held and rubbed the back of Damar's hand, his net still faithfully staring at Damar's closed netra, visible there a peaceful face that was soothing. Like the past two months, when he woke up to see the face that had accompanied the night and welcomed the morning with a cheerful face full of enthusiasm.

But now the difference seems real? The calm, black bead was being covered with bruised streaks of blood that began to dry up on Damar's left face. The difference is clearly visible! Because of the situation of the room, and the hose of the oxygen mask that covers half of the face of the husband.

Any more.... Wulan could only sigh heavily, pray resist despair, may her husband be fine. Well, the phrase (Alright) can always be an encouragement when the heart is looking for answers above all answers.

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Meanwhile, outdoor Intensive Care Unit room. Danum sat in the waiting chair, leaning against the white walls of the hospital. Neutranya pusher stared at the ICU door, she sighed repeatedly. This teenager only briefly visited his brother, he did not have the heart to see the state of Damar.reminds him when the late Mr. Gusli died.

Meanwhile, the Holy Mother only returned after evening prayers at the mosque located in the rest area of the hospital. “Mbak you're still inside, Le?”

Danum only briefly looked at his mother, a moment later he nodded thinly.

Slowly the Holy Mother opened the door of the ICU room, her heart seemed to be sliced. Not just seeing one person who was devastated by the accident experienced by his eldest son. Now, there is a woman faithfully waiting for her son. He walked up to his son-in-law, slowly holding Wulan's shoulder.

“Wulan, your health also needs to be considered, your legs are also sprained, Nak.” persuaded the Holy Mother for the umpteenth time, asking that Wulan rest at home.

Wulan shook her head slowly, she was still looking at Damar. “Wulan is fine, Mom,”

The hand of the Holy Mother turned from the shoulder of Wulan, she gently caressed the rikma of her son-in-law. His netra looked at his eldest son. “Trust me, Damar ndak will love to see you like this, Nak.”

The door of the ICU room was opened again, along with Bokir who entered the room and walked closer to the two women who turned back the door, then shifted his attention to look at Damar. Bokir let out a long sigh, he already regarded Damar as his sister, his neutrals powerless to hold back his grief. Really, he could not accept it with Damar's condition like this. If he feels he can't? What about Wulan?

“Damar,” lirih Bokir called an unconscious name on top of the gurney, with an infusion hose and a head wrapped in bandages. What a heartbreaking sight. Amanah food and Damar, now dying.

“Kang Bokir,” greet Holy Ma'am.

Bokir sat with Holy Ma'am, “How is he doing now?”

“As Kang Bokir saw, Damar is still under the observation of the doctor team.” said Holy Mother.

Without looking at Bokir, Wulan clasped Damar's pale fingers. He was not willing, the item cuilpun release his hand, Wulan also said in a tone that sounded like a whisper, very soft, “He if sleep calms like a baby,”

Bokir took a quick glance at Wulan, and refocused on looking at Damar, he then looked at the ceiling of the ICU room inhaling and exhaling slowly, the smell of medicine and medical equipment, making him feel uncomfortable. “He's a strong man, Lan. Not only is he strong, he is a man capable of surviving under any conditions. It's as if Damar's been trained for this,”

Wulan nodded slowly. Again .... tears that have dried, re-wetting the reddened and moist eyelids. “You're right, Kir,”

Bokir thought about telling Wulan what he saw on the factory CCTV. Although he knew, that the current situation was not fitting, but even Wulan must know. “Both of my friends from police investigators, are looking for information related to a group of people who destroyed Amanah food,”

The Holy Mother was surprised by Bokir's words. Not only Damar, his son's business was involved, “Amanah food, what really happened?”

Bokir sighed, he looked back at Damar.It could be that everything that happened to Damar and the factory was simultaneously caused by the same person. “A group of people attacked in factory, Budhe. And I suspect someone is behind all this,”

Wulan averted her eyes, this time she turned her face to look at Bokir who was standing next to her with a distance of one meter. As expected, there must be someone who deliberately harmed Damar, Wulan's jaw hardened, his teeth clinging to each other's bluff. He turned to look at Damar. “We talk outside, Kir.”

Between willingly and unwillingly Wulan released her clasped hands in Damar's hands, brought her face closer to Damar's, kissed her husband's brow wisdom, “Come awake, if you want to be a father. I do not want to take the streets of our children alone.” he said lirih. Then back to withdraw, stand up straight, he requires himself to be a strong and strong woman.

“Wulan came out first Mom, there is something Wulan should talk to Bokir,” he said, meeting with the sad netra of Holy Mother.

Holy Ma'am nodded, then raised her hand caressing Wulan's cheek.

Wulan pulled her footsteps out of the ICU room, no matter how she was. she saw Bokir talking to Danum. He immediately greeted the talks that had been delayed. “We have to move fast Kir, I suspect the troublemaker who has caused this to happen,”

Bokir frowned, “Who do you mean? Is he, Opik?”

Hearing the very serious talk from Bokir and Wulan made Danum astonished. “What does this all have to do with Opik, Mbak Wulan, Kang Bokir?”

Bokir and Wulan looked at Danum.

“This has not been proven true, Danum. But if the truth is true. Then he should get the punishment in proportion and in proportion to his deeds!” wulan said firmly.

Bokir agreed to Wulan's opinion. “I will contact the Eagle team to follow every Opik motion, and thoroughly investigate the collision case experienced by Damar.”

“I will directly intervene Kir!” reply Wulan.

“If it is true Opik is the mastermind, we must draw up a plan in advance to restore the condition of Amanah food and prepare a way to lure Opik out of hiding.” concluded Bokir.

Wulan nodded, then turned to look at Danum. “Mbak go home first, Num. never leave Mom and Damar, if Damar is awake immediately contact Mbak.”

Danum nodded, “Iya Mbak.”

“Danum, I was also saying goodbye,” said Bokir, he switched to staring at Wulan. “Do you want me to drop off, Lan?”

Wulan shook her head, “No need, Grandpa Bagaskara's driver is already in front.”

“Good.” Bokir turned around and walked down the hospital hallway, followed by Wulan.

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Arriving at home first Wulan cleans up and prays dawn, still on her alphabet. He expected every strand of prayer rhyme' that he offered to hope for Damar's healing.

Wulan scooped her face with her palm covered with a lacy white face, which Damar bought specifically for her. Then looked at the wall right where the wedding photo was clearly plastered there.

Damar's smile, making Wulan powerless again dripping his elbows.

Then bend his back, look down under the bed. He opened a ceramic and opened a wooden box, then took the gun from there. Looking at the gun in his hand, the gun he got from the father's prize for successfully passing the selection stage to become an intelligence.

“I'll shoot him in the head!” he imagined an Opic! He put a gun in his bag. That is the vow of a Nawang Wulan on someone who has made her husband hurt.

Dawn also dawned around the rotation of the earth from the eastern horizon, regardless of how anxious it feels. Wulan felt she had to fill the nutrients in her body with a glass of milk, she also hoped for life in her womb. Wulan gently rubbed her flat stomach, “If you are right in Mamah's womb, Mamah hopes we can get through this critical period.”

After preparing to bring breakfast to Bu Suci and Danum, Wulan then went out of the house, not forgetting to lock the door. In the courtyard of the house there was already a familiar car. “Kakek Bagaskara.” muttered.

Then walking towards the car, with a driver who opened the car door for him, “Thank you.” he told Mang Sugeng, Grandpa Bagaskara's driver, he saw Grandpa Bagaskara as his greeting Wulan nodded thinly. Then sit next to his grandfather. “Kakek.”

“Kakek will also visit Damar.” said Grandpa Bagaskara.

Wulan nodded

Slowly the car left the yard of Damar's old house.

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