Savingswoman
23. Caught

The white room was silent, only the sound of heart detectors and other devices could be heard. Several nurses and doctors began to scatter out, letting the male figure who remained faithful close his eyes in brought out.

“Jhonatan.” Raisya stared at the gurney containing her lover. The figure remained faithful to close his eyes, without giving a definite answer to the faithful lover waiting for him.

The reddened green netra stared at the figure he so longed to be mobbed by several nurses with tools that remained faithfully attached to his body.

Trying to stay strong, Raisya walks with the officer to accompany the lover's journey, battling the angel of death.

“Nona, you can wait there.” The nurse with sweet skin pointed to the waiting chair right in front of the surgery room.

Raisya bit both of her lips trying to dispel the tightness in her chest. Nodding the head he gave, made the sweet nurse smile and closed the glass door.

The green netra stared at the glass door with nanar, slowly the image of the doctors and nurses shrouding the body of her lover disappeared in an instant, covered in green curtains.

His head looked up, dispelling the clear liqud produced by the green net. With his foot stepped into the waiting room.

The originally bright sky turned into a fierce one, as if representing the feeling of the green-tinted woman.The more swift the water droplets were transmitted, the greater the clear liquid that came out of her eyes.

Raisya rubbed his cheek roughly, then let out a breath from his mouth. His frail hand tried to hit his chest that felt tight.

Drt... Drt.... Drt...

The vibration from his pocket was unable to make his attention completely diverted. The tightness in his chest was too big, making his body unable to work properly. Just looking at his dress, he couldn't.

*****

Zakiel looked at his cellphone full of worry. An hour ago he saw some big men breaking into the house he had given to Raisya.

His worry grew even higher seeing Raisya whom he could not contact. Negative thoughts began to fill his brain.

“lo to where. Oath, cave worry.”

Zakiel threw his body onto the sofa. His eyes looked at the messy room. A growling sound rang out from his thin lips.

“Do not catch the same old man who knows.”

****

Farel was silent in his room. Her grandmother's words about the affair made her feel uncomfortable.

“Not Salsha Nek, but Farel is cheating.”

That fact is only capable of keeping him close. Guilt was getting lodged in his chest. How could he turn into a male bastard? Not only Salsha he hurt, but his nenk will also feel hurt if he knows this fact.

“What should I do.” Farel rubbed his face rough.

Physical and tired. His heart began to be uncompromising. The passion he felt for Raisya was now turned into love. He realized, not only did he want Raisya's body, but his heart as well.

Losing Raisya made him lose his logic and forget everything. Even worry, anger, and jealousy can only be felt when with Raisya.

So how's the feeling for Salsha all this time? Is that love too? How can you love two people at once? He must choose.

A smiling shadow of Salsha flashed across his brain. His heart was increasingly worried between leaving or staying afloat despite the lies.

Drt... Drt... Drt....

Farel stared at his trembling gawai flatly. The flat face changed instantly, looking at the message plastered there.

Sir, we've got a trace of Miss Raisya.

Andres.

His hand haphazardly grabbed the device and made a call.

“Where?”

“In town xxx ”

“I'll be there.”

“Sorry Sir, but the house is now empty. I'm guessing, Miss is out. But I'm sure Miss Raisya lives there.”

“I'll be there.”

Tut!

Farel got up immediately, walked quickly. Grabbing the necessary items, his footsteps looked extremely fast, even the servants who saw him gaping in disbelief.

Maria who was about to call Farel was astonished to see him running.

“Farel, do you want to come?”

Farel ran, ignoring the pair of eyes that were staring at him. Even the screams of Mary, follow him ignored.

Opening the door violently, he immediately turned on the car and drove at an above average speed.

The afternoon street looks crowded with various vehicles. He snorted and gnashed his teeth, venting his sense of regret.

“Brengs**, why should it be stuck at the wrong time.”

Impatiently, he squeezed the horn a few times, making the few riders in front of him stare at him sharply. Sharp gazes from various angles did not make his hands stop, even the opposite.

Dug...

Farel stared at a man in a police uniform banging on the glass of his car. He clucked in annoyance however, keeping his window open.

“Sorry Sir, can you not make a fuss.”

“What do you mean, I made a hibutran? ” Farel squinting dislike eyes.

The policeman sighed, trying to patiently face the figure of a very famous man in his country.

“Sorry, with you squeeze the horn constantly, it's already a category of disturbing tranquility.”

“My likes are. This guy's my car!”

The other riders who heard Farel's words and sharp tone stared dislikefully.

“Eh, sir, if so, why not make your own way. It's a public street, don't do what you want. Follow the rules! Don't get rich, you want!”

the words of the man riding the big motorbike were embraced by the crowd.

Feeling cornered, he immediately closed his car window. Some cheers he could still hear. Inwardly he swore to remember those people and teach them a lesson.

His mind seemed to die, even he did not realize if he was wrong here. Farrel had lost his logic and his wisdom was gone.

******

Raisya closed his eyes, feeling tired of the fate that befell him. Hopefully only one, Jhonatan can be healed, even he will exchange anything for the healing of Jhonatan.

Silent, the big hospital felt quiet, considering the time that showed almost early in the morning. The clinking sound of the clock sounded clear, adding to the increasingly real quiet impression.

Feeling the need for fresh air, he immediately got up leaving the stuffy room for a moment.

The foot stepped slowly. Every step he took gave rise to some of his sweet memories with his love and family.

Drt... Drt... Drt....

Shaking the phone stopped his footsteps. Raisya fell silent, the memory of Zakile's worried face entering his memory after seeing Id from the caller. As he walked, he picked up the call.

“Raisya, where are you going?”

Raisya was aghast at Zakile's frustrated tone. What the hell's going on?

“Gue there is urusa essential. Sorry, I didn't tell you.”

“Lo, where are you going by the way! I'm concerned. Lo now where?”

Raisya fell silent at Zakiel's question. Does he have to tell everything? Is this the right time?

While Zakiel who heard Raisya was silent trying to understand his position.

“Where are you now. I beg you to be careful. My advice is not to go home first. There were some men who rummaged through the house, find lo.”

Raisya stiffened hearing Zakiel's words. Has he been found out? His eyes looked around, looking at such a strange place added to his resilience. He did not realize that he had walked this far, he had to return to the hospital, which was the safest place at the moment.

“lo quiet, I akh”

Bruk!

Raisya's body fell, her green net was covered. The man behind her grinned, pulling out the syringe stuck in the neck of the level.

“I found You.”

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**Hallo loyal reader, Author is back again with a fairly soothing and hanging chapter. Want to read the next chapter? spam chat and vote ya😍😍😍😍

The next chapter is more stressful. Are there any hot scenes in the next chapter? there are dong,,, we will see the cruel attitude, as well as the fear of losing Farel later.

Where is the voice that supports Raisa with Farel?

or Faisya with Zakiel?

or Raisa's with Jhontan?

Confused by, 😢😢😢😢😢**