Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
66. Irfan Sick
"we're coming home Ray. I want to see Fajri, '" Irfan said in the car.
"well sir,"
Ray drives a car to Irfan's residence, because Fajri is already there. Hot Daddy was trying to neutralize his emotions so that Fajri was not suspicious and would ask questions later.
"how was Fajri's expression when you picked up Ray?,"
"Young master looks worried for master, he is annoyed and pouting simultaneously. I wanted to bite his chubby cheek hehe," said Ray melted the atmosphere.
"yes, he always looks worried, I do not know how his expression when knowing this incident," said Irfan.
"what do you think of Ray? do I have to tell him about this?" he continued.
"it's better to tell you, sir, I think with young master's intelligence, he can help us in finding where Mrs Fajira is,"
"i will not be strong to see his gloomy face later Ray, they seem to have become my weakness. Even the man reminded me of Fajri" said Irfan Lirih.
"i know how you feel, sir. But I hope that no one will know what your weaknesses are, because it will open the way for our Rival masters"
"yes you're right Ray"
Slowly the car entered the grounds of Irfan's magnificent house. He got out of the car and stepped into the house. Just as he opened the door, Fajri was already standing by folding his hands across his chest.
"he loves you Dad" said Irfan holding Fajri and holding him.
"Aji is angry again with Dad!," he said, glaring at Irfan.
"don't be so dear, Dad again sad this," said Irfan glazed.
"Dad is sad why?" said Fajri staring at Irfan.
Slowly the tears fell, irfan sobbed!. He immediately held Fajri tightly while sobbing. Fajri who saw the situation of his father, also joined in tears. He held the big body tightly.
"Dad why?" he said.
"sorry dear Father,"
"Why are you sorry? Did you do anything wrong?,"
"I'm sorry, dear Dad. I'm sorry son. hiks,"
"Dad why are you crying?, here say the same Aji"
"Aji..," Call Irfan. But soon he held his chest that felt pain with tight breathing.
"Dad? Dad why?" Fajri panicked.
"huh. huh... Aji, na-fas A-yah Se-sak. Pang-gil om Ray Nak" said irfan panting.
Fajri immediately shouted as he called out to Ray, hoping that the man could listen to his voice.
"OM RAY!! OM WHERE? PLEASE HELP DAD!!" yelled Fajri while running.
The workers who heard Fajri's screams came toward him.
"young master why?,"
"Dad bi, Daddy's short of breath, please Daddy," he said while crying.
Suddenly they immediately ran towards the living room to see the state of Irfan including Ray who had just arrived.
"Geez sir," panicked Bi Yuri.
"lord Irfan," cried Ray running towards Irfan and immediately lifted the tall body into the car.
"Om Aji is coming, yes" said Fajri pleading.
"Young Master at Home is the same as Bi Yuri, son,"
"don't want to come, Aji wants to come,"
"yes, come in, son,"
Ray immediately drove his vehicle fast enough to get to the hospital quickly.
"Dad. Strong father yes," said Fajri holding Irfan's hand, then he immediately took his phone to contact Fajira.
tut tut tut tut's...
"Mother where the hell? not usually Mother like this" said Fajri worried.
He looked very panicked to see Irfan who had difficulty breathing. He observed his father's face looking pale while grimacing withstanding the pain.
"om, can it be faster? Dad is in pain" he said softly with tears continuing to drip.
"It's been very tight Young Master. We'll be there soon,"
Not long after the car carrying Irfan arrived in the hospital's ER lobby. Ray immediately calls the nurse to bring Irfan to get first aid, then he holds Fajri and runs after Irfan.
"om are you okay?,"
"yes son, you'll be fine, sir,"
"Aji is afraid om, mother also can not be contacted," Fajri hugged Ray's neck while sobbing
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"we just pray, son,"
Sometimes Ray finds it hard to put himself. He who used to call Fajri 'Son', had to change into a young master. So that he chose to take the role in accordance with the current conditions.
Almost 15 minutes Irfan was given first aid, in order to relieve his shortness of breath. Before long the doctor who examined Irfan came out of the patient's room.
"how's Aji's father doing doctor?,"
"His father is fine. Don't worry" the doctor smiled.
"how is Mr. Irfan doing?," asked Ray who was unsure.
"Bagini Mr. Ray, I suggest that Mr. Irfan rest for a total of 3 days, because this is worse than before. Is there a more serious problem?,"
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Fajri's heart beat faster hearing the doctor's explanation.he felt lied to by this doctor.
"yes doctor. Does Mr Irfan have to be hospitalized or outpatient?"
"Mr Irfan can undergo outpatient treatment with a record of having to rest completely at home"
"doctors lie to Aji. Isn't that something that violates hospital rules? should not every doctor state the true state of the patient? do not because Aji was a child The doctor can lie to Aji yes" said Fajri ketus and cruel looking at the doctor.
"Aji has yes son, I don't papa," said Ray won Fajri.
"but this doctor lied to me, he said that my pain was worse than before. But the doctor said my father was okay" cried Fajri very unacceptable.
"please let Aji see the father inside, yes, the father had called Aji" said the doctor to divert the conversation.
"Aji's not a stupid kid that a doctor can fool. Aji's IQ is 225!" he said before stepping into the room occupied by Irfan.
The doctor just gawked at Fajri's words, he felt disbelief in what the little boy said. But because there is still another work, he did not respond too much to the words of Fajri earlier.
In the room, Fajri looked at Irfan who was asleep with regular breathing. He held the body warmly while crying.
"Dad, what's sick dad?. Aji was afraid, Mother also could not be contacted" he said softly with tears dripping.
"nigh... Aji" called Irfan when she woke up from her sleep.
"Dad. I'm healed" said Fajri raising his head.
"honey already. We go home yes. Somebody wants to talk to Aji"
"yes Father. But I have to rest, the doctor said"
"yes father rest at home only" said Irfan up and down from the gurney.
They immediately stepped into the car and went home. Fajri was very curious about what Irfan would say later.
Hopefully nothing bad will happen. Fajri Bathin.
He sat in the car hugging Irfan, hoping that his embrace could ease the pain his father was feeling.
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TO BE CONTINUE