REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chapters 6.

 A couple who looked aged with gray hair and a wrinkled face seemed to run hastily in the hospital corridor.

 Their old faces looked very worried, until several times almost bumped into people passing by them so panicked.

"Zulaikha! Zulaikha!"

 Call Mrs Ellen, Sarah's real mother. Zulaikha is the real name of Bu Leha, the niece of Lady Ellen.

"Auntie! Finally got to me." Bu Leha welcomed her aunt's arrival and hugged her tightly.

"Why? What happened to Sarah? Why did he get to the hospital?" mister Bryan, Sarah's real father.

 Ms. Leha took off her embrace from Mrs Ellen's body.

"I don't know exactly, Uncle. Better then Uncle and Aunt just ask Sarah directly," said Bu Leha.

 Mr. Bryan sat in the waiting chair holding his head. Mr. Hasan swiftly grabbed him and patted his wife's real uncle on the back.

"This is what I was afraid of, you also know why I insisted on not accepting Bima as my daughter-in-law. I've been used to judging his behavior, and look now at the results" said Mr. Bryan, upset.

 Ms. Ellen also sat down next to her husband and rubbed his arm slowly.

"Patience, Dad. We do not know what has happened actually, it is not good to swear before knowing the truth. Better now we just wait for news from the doctor, hope our son Sarah is okay.".

 Mr. Bryan growled low. "Of course, if my beloved daughter why-why. I swear I'll find the brengs*k Bima even to the crust of hell."

 The aura of anger of Mr. Bryan is very obvious, Mrs Ellen alone to the creeps on him.

"Yes, stop. Now just focus on the recovery of Sarah first, Dad," pinta mrs Ellen while wiping her husband's hand and grasping it tightly.

 A few moments, silence is created. They seemed busy with their own thoughts. Either pray for Sarah's recovery, or devise a plan to avenge Sarah's perpetrators.

 Clearly, only Ardi there seemed calm. In contrast to the others who looked extremely agitated and tense.

Chequelek

 After waiting for quite a long time the door of the room finally opened, and the doctor who had come out to see Bu Leha now seemed to come out again with a more friendly face.

"Is this the patient's family?" ask her to Bu Leha.

"I-yes, Doc. I'm Sarah's mommy." Miss Ellen walked quickly closer to the doctor.

 The doctor smiled. "Ah, well, madam. I just want to say that the patient on behalf of Sarah has passed her critical period. The wounds have been cleaned and some cracked bones have also been fitted with casts. Next I recommend to hospitalize first so that patients can improve faster."

 Mr. Bryan stood up and approached. "Yes, yeah. Please do whatever is best for my daughter."

 The doctor looked at Mr. Bryan and nodded. "Of course, sir. It's our job."

   After completing all the administration, Sarah has now been moved to a VIP treatment room requested by Mr. Bryan for the comfort of his daughter.

"Zulaikha, Hasan, Ardi .. once again thank you for taking Sarah to the hospital on time and telling us. We were very worried before because Sarah never complained at all to you about her household problems. In fact, we know very well how the character of the Bima since he applied to the office as an OB," recalled Miss Ellen with eyes looking away.

 Bu Leha took Miss Ellen's hand and grabbed it.

"Fortunately we are neighbors, Bi. Although they do not know the relationship between us, but at least after this everything can be fine. I agree with Auntie, Sarah .. too good to be Bima's wife."

"After this, I'll take her home, Zu. It's enough my daughter is suffering from choosing the wrong husband" said Miss Ellen shrinking her tears with a tissue on the table.

"Yes, that's better Auntie. It is too risky to give Bima another chance to be with Sarah. I always see and hear firsthand how rude Bima is to Sarah, it's just .. I don't dare to interfere because of my status that Sarah does not know as her brother," tukas Bu Leha quietly.

 Madam Ellen smiled slightly and embraced Bu Leha in her arms.

"It's okay, I've been very grateful to you for bringing Sarah here at the right time."

 Mr. Bryan who had just returned from the bathroom immediately joined his wife and the family of Bu Leha.

"What did that bastard do to my daughter? Look, how many bandages are on his body!"

 Bu Leha looked at each other with Mr. Hasan and Ardi, as if asking should he tell what happened with what was.

 Mr. Hasan nodded faintly, as if understanding the meaning of Bu Leha's gaze.

 After a few breaths, Bu Leha opened her voice.

"Sa-Sarah .. in beat up by Bima using .. i- belt, Uncle."

 Mrs Ellen and Mr. Bryan looked surprised, not least Mr. Bryan whose face immediately reddened in anger.

"Bad!" hiss growled.

 Mr. Bryan's jaw to the point of shaking so angry he was, his blood seemed to boil in his veins with his hands clenched until his knuckles turned white.

 Miss Ellen hit her husband with a bated cry.

"We have to give justice to Sarah, Dad. I'm not sincerely treated like that."

 Mr. Bryan embraced Mrs Ellen tightly. "Yes, of course. It's easy for me to just teach that ungrateful man a lesson. Look, I'm gonna make him yell for mercy under my feet."

 Afterward Mr. Bryan appeared to go to the balcony to call someone, his face which was visible from the glass door looked tense. While occasionally staring at his daughter's gurney in the room.

 Lady Ellen walked towards Sarah's bed, and kissed her daughter's forehead lightly as there was also a bandage wrapped around her head.

"Hurry to heal, dear. Go home with Mommy, you've suffered enough like this. Not only are you sick, but Momy hurts more to see your current condition."

 Mr. Bryan approached his wife and also stroked her beloved daughter's fingers.

"Relax, justice will soon apply to our daughter" whispered Mr. Bryan.

Chequelek

 The door of the room opened, several people dressed in black suits and glasses with sturdy and stocky bodies seemed to enter the room.

 Mr. Bryan stood up to greet them with his chest crossed.

"We're ready to do our job, sir." One of the men in the suit spoke firmly.

 Mr. Bryan smiled obliquely and showed them his phone, the man in the suit.

"Find this cowardly man, and bring him before me willingly or unwillingly."