
...Part 8's...
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Spending time with loved ones, it will not make saturated, especially when both hearts are tired enough to save long long misses. Now, after a time that gives space and time, then there is no reason for the two not to enjoy.
Zain and Ilna entered the car, with a smile on her lips Ilna said,
“Alright, we start again traveling we baby”
“Ready babe”?
“Well, let’s go”. Ilna exclaimed with excitement
Zain pressed the gas pedal, and the black car drove through the city streets that had raised the name of the son of the proud genius of Indonesia, **. Habibie.
The morning light entered through the curtains of the white room, his warm greeting greeted Zareen's thin cheeks, still lying weak, thin body that had not allowed Zareen to wake up immediately from his sleep.
Ell put a new flower, and arranged beautifully in a translucent vase, with the services of Zareen's room always clean and fragrant, then the life there.
After making sure everything was in order, Ell turned around, for a moment he glanced at the occupants of the room, he smiled and muttered “Nona, you immediately realize, or not this room will really be your home, your husband can do that”.
Afterwards he walked and left Zareen in the magnificent VVIP room.
Ilna never gave distance to Zain, she continued to hug Zain's burly hands, of course she did not want to lose this handsome man who loved her so much.
“Honey, I want photos here”. Ilna immediately ran and took a good position in front of the Bradenburg Gate, the main symbol of the Berlin war and the symbol of the union of West Berlin and East Berlin, the, Zain took his phone and got some pictures of Ilna in different styles.
It didn't take long, Zain's phone was full of lots of photos of Ilna, in every place, his lover was enthusiastic to capture the moment. Zain wouldn't mind that, for him, beloved happiness was his goal.
“Now we are looking for food, I am hungry and also tired”. Complain Ilna by putting on the face of her mainstay, the style of every girl she thought.
“Ha ha alright, now is the time to charge again, come on Ms. Ilna, I am ready to deliver to the restaurant where the lady wants to eat”. Gurau Zain sweetly extended her hand to Ilna as if welcoming a princess.
Ilna laughed and welcomed Zain's hand. Zain leads him to the car and opens the door for Ilna, after everything is ready, Zain drives a car to a restaurant that has been known by many people in this world.
“Drrt.. Zain's phone rang, Zain picked up and saw Ell's name on it, didn't think Zain's length lifted and the woman's voice on the other side made Zain turn the steering wheel sharply. Not knowing what he was doing, only this situation caused him to panic, and he just wanted to be there as soon as possible.
“Darling, what's up? Why are we turning around?”. Ilna who saw the sudden panic of Zain could not help but ask. He held tightly to the seat bealt rope.
Zain just remained silent and continued to stare straight ahead, spurring the Buggati Veyron at high speed.
“Sweetly this is too fast”
Ilna's voice was no longer ignored by Zain, the speed deal continued to be suppressed, even reaching the limit.
“Zain, Stop!!!”
“Silent Ilna!!!,
Ilna was surprised to hear Zain yelling at her.
Dear please” I will take you home, sorry but I have to go to the hospital as soon as possible, you order a meal at apartment”
Ilna understood, Zain panicked like this and rushed to the hospital immediately, what happened to Zain? Ilna grumbled and displeasure gripped her heart, she hated this fact, the fact that Zain was beginning to worry about the girl.
Ilna got out of the car, and without waiting Zain immediately put his car back on. He just wanted to get to the hospital.
Zareen distress, breath that is no longer calm like these few weeks, the heart monitor continues to beat rapidly, Ell panic can not be covered anymore, how this can happen, how can this happen, not a few minutes ago he left Zareen in the stabail state, after he said a little word of his spirit so that Zareen immediately woke up, then why is this.
“What happened? Why is this so?” Zain entered without heeding the nurse's ban outside, his panic culminating when he saw Zareen being critical on the bench.
“Master, sir better wait outside first”. Ell approaches and tries to pull Zain out
“You know, you have to do your best”. Zain stared intently at Ell, and passed out leaving Ell with worry in his chest.
“What will happen, which he knows, he should do his best, the best for the moment”
Zain stared straight, the sound of heart monitors, the panic of those in white suits inside, and, the tears flowing from the two black eyes of the woman. Pilu, his heart felt what they felt, fear, anxiety and overwhelming worry.
After a while, everything calmed down. The heart detector looks stable. Zareenpun's breaths sounded again in order.
Everything was heard exhaling a sigh of relief, some time ago all at once seemed to watch the egg on the tip of the horn, panic and fear.
Ell returned to make sure everything was safe before finally going out and leaving the couple.
Zain growled in understanding with both hands clutching the iron barrier of Zareen's bangkar.
“You must not die, because I do not want to regret killing you will haunt me for my life”
Zain was pacing around with one hand at his waist and the other wiping the tip of his forehead, his breath hunting.
He stared at the faithful face closing those eyes, the rest of the tears still welling up in the corner of his eyes.
“What do you dream of ha”?
“What do you see in your sleep”?
Without realizing it, his sturdy hand was raised to wipe away Zareen's puddles of tears.
“Don't cry, I told you that not only are you in pain, I am in pain. Having to endure all this, a destiny that destroys all life plans that I have perfectly laid out”
Zain smiled obliquely, he pulled his hand
but everything was destroyed, because of your presence that night”
Zain turned around, leaving Zareen, and Zareen returned alone, in the VVIP's room.
*
“A person who is in a coma can communicate or be aware about his condition. Mrs. Zareen could do something neurologically to try to protect himself”
“Protect yourself”?
“Yes, the nerves that can respond well, will naturally respond, as Ell said, that several times Mrs. Zareen without crying”
“I understand”
Zain nodded in understanding, and after exiting the Doctor's room, Zain returned to Zareen's nursery.
He stared at Zareen long ago,
“You listened to me all this time, didn't you”?
“Then then listen to me now, stop being weak, you don't have to keep crying, all you have to do is immediately realize from this helplessness of yours.” Zain was silent for a while,
Then he said again, “ Because everything will be over when you realize, and my responsibility is done. Then we can live each of our lives back, everything will return to how it was, you return to your life, and I return to my destiny.”
There was nothing more he was looking forward to right now than this woman was aware, she was very impatient for all of that. The best treatment he tried, everything was none other so that this girl immediately realized from her coma.
When Zareen realized, then he could immediately escape the responsibility of the incident that he accidentally made. He would end this binding status, once the girl was conscious.
“Hallo dear, hm yes, you wait yes, I am home”. Zain stepped out after ending the call.
*
“What are you doing baby”? Why didn't you pick up my phone from earlier”?
Ilna could not help but ask when Zain entered the apartment.
“The girl threw a tantrum, almost she died”
Zain loosened his tie, and released the navy suit that had been attached to his body since this morning.
“What happened to him”?
Ilna sat down next to Zain and worry approached her. He was worried, seeing Zain's cold face. Why does his man display a face like this, when with him usually he always gives a smile.
“She cries often, I don't know what happened in her sleep”
Ilna could clearly see Zain's face, what was with his face, why the unhappy grimace was clearly on his lover's face.
He can't seem to relax anymore, Zain can't be like this, he must immediately formalize their relationship, must.
TO BE CONTINUE
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