The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 129 S2 (Early Meeting)
Once you get a call from a foreign number, the two immediately leave quickly. Roni did not dare to ask at length let alone see the stiff and tense look of Ivan during his second trip to the hospital. Now Ivan and Roni are pensive in front of the IGD room of Jakarta hospital. Ivan sees Abbas's grieving mother knowing her son has been in an accident.
“Who is responsible for a patient named Abbas ... “ has not had a doctor named dr. Iqbal quickly asked Ivan.
“I doc.” Ivan quickly approached dr. Iqbal. He glanced at Ms. Illa who was still downcast sadly, and gave a code to Roni to accompany the distressed-looking Ms. Illa waiting for information on Abbas's situation.
The two set foot into the practice room. Iqbal. Dozens of questions raged in Ivan's mind seeing the face of dr. Iqbal who looked tense when he had entered his practice room.
“Please sit master …. “
“Ivan, Alexander Ivandra.” Ivan introduced himself to dr. Iqbal stretched out his hand.
With a thumping feeling Ivan waited for the words of dr. Iqbal. He knew that Abbas was very sad condition of some nurses who went in and out of the IGD room with medical aids.
“Patient conditions are decreasing. Please sign the treatment we can do according to the patient's medical condition.”
“Do your best doc. Whatever cost is required I will prepare.” Ivan said in earnest.
“Good. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Ivan.”
At the request of Iqbal's doctor, Ivan and Ms. Illa were welcome to enter the ICU room as Abbas's condition deteriorated further.
“Nak ... “ bu Illa was stunned to see her only son who had been knocked down like a mummy due to the collision that occurred.
Abbas's head was also tied with bandages. Her clothes were changed with the clothes of the hospital patient.
“Ma .. afkan a..ku …. “ Abbas said stammeringly as Ivan was already standing beside him.
“I'm the one who should be sorry,” Ivan said quickly, “Not to think hard. You must heal, two more days of your marriage.”
Ivan felt guilty when he saw Abbas's condition that had been getting weaker. He turned his face. He could not see Abbas's mother who began sobbing crying beside Abbas
“Aa ... Why is it like this? What happened?“ the voice of the young woman who suddenly fell beside Abbas' bed made Ivan's guilt even greater. She believes the woman is Abbas's future wife.
He stepped out of the ICU room, letting Abbas's family stand by him in his final moments.
“Ra .. ma ... afkan .. a.. kuu ....”
Khaira held her sobs in front of Abbas seeing the condition of her future husband who was very sad with all his body like a mummy covered in tubular bandages from cassa cloth.
He who had not finished his message with a therapist at his home was shocked by the sudden departure of Ms. Illa to the hospital. Khaira's feelings were already uncomfortable. Abbas hasn't called him all day.
He only got a chat from Abbas telling him that he was going to do his job for the last time. Khaira did not ask about what task he was assigned, only reminding him to be careful during the task.
Until the phone call mom Illa who asked him to come to the hospital because Abbas had an accident answered Khaira's curiosity. Ms. Illa did not mention Abbas's condition, but Khaira felt that her future husband was not doing well. He was confused, all his brothers forbid to leave the house. And he could not answer Hasya's carelessness that would give him a lecture until he stopped himself.
“You why look confused?” marisa's voice stopped her busy steps looking for Hasya's number to ask for permission to the hospital, “What happened? Where's Illa ma'am?”
“Aa Abbas accident ma. I want to see his condition, hopefully just a minor accident.”
“Do not go alone. Prospective brides pamali out alone …. “ Marisa tried to prevent him from reaching for the car keys on the buffet.
“What is mbak?” Junior who just came home from campus was surprised to see Khaira who looked confused with a sad look.
“De, take the hospital. Aa Abbas accident.”
He quickly grabbed the car keys in Khaira's hand and took her hand to walk out.
“You two be careful. Later let oma who will convey to mbak and masmu your departure to the hospital.”
Junior nodded at Marisa's words. He looked at Khaira who seemed silent unmoved. Junior felt like he saw his brother's change in appearance that looked anxious.
This is where the two are, in the ICU room where Abbas is being treated. The doctor and two nurses continued to see the development of Abbas, which had not changed.
“Please promise to heal a... two more days we will get married soon.” Khaira clasped Abbas's hand wrapped in bandages with tears that began to plunge freely on his chubby cheeks.
“Ja .. ngan me.. na .. ngis.” Abbas shook his head unwillingly looking at the beautiful eyes in front of him which started to emit a clear liquid.
“Aa must be healed. Hiks .. hiks ...” Isakan Khaira was unable to stand it. His heart ached at Abbas's appalling condition.
“Ka .. mu ha ...rus ba ..ha ... gia Raa …. “ Abbas says getting smoother.
“Bagiaku is only with aa...” says Khaira fast, “I don't want anything else. It's just aa I love. Like our promise to live in heaven. We will always be together.”
Abbas smiled at the words of the future wife he loved so much. His heart is in pain. He was sad because he felt his life would not be long. He stared fixed face ayu who always adorned his day and made him become excited in living life.
Meanwhile outside the room seemed Ivan and Roni waiting tensely. Both of them did not care about the time that was passing faster. It had been two hours they waited, there was no news from inside the room. Ivan was just busy tinkering with his cellphone while checking the incoming email.
“I feel good about Abbas's fiancee, even though their wedding will be held in two days.” Roni said breaking the silence created between the two of them.
Ivan stopped his activity hearing Roni's words. He doesn't know what to say. All he had to admit was his mistake for having Abbas take the moge that had been stored in his mother's house for a year.
He's going to take Sandra to dinner. After that by riding a moge he will take Sandra to the yacht that Guntur has prepared and then he will propose to Sandra on a yacht that will take them to spend the night in the thousand islands.
“If Abbas asks the boss to marry his future wife does the boss mind?” suddenly Roni threw a question that made Ivan choked.
“Why can you think like that?” Ivan looked at Roni sharply. He didn't think that far.
“Kali aja boss. Maybe Abbas is holding the boss accountable, because with his condition it will be impossible to continue the marriage that is two days away.”
Ivan thought for a moment. What Roni said made a lot of sense. He was the most responsible for the crash that hit Abbas. But to marry Abbas's fiancee was not at all in his plans.
From the corner of his eyes, there was nothing special about Abbas' fiancee. Fat women with ordinary appearance and far from perfect for a woman who is always close to him.
Ivan shook his head trying to get rid of his thoughts about the woman who was now grieving accompanied her future husband who was struggling to face death. But he did not deny, it could be that what Roni revealed came true and Abbas asked him to marry his fiancee who is just an ordinary woman.
“Ron, if what you say is right, then I will do it for Abbas. And I ask you to prepare a letter of agreement between me and that woman.” Finally a brilliant idea appeared in Ivan's head.
“What does boss mean? What kind of agreement should I make?” Roni looked at Ivan questioningly.
Ivan quickly recounted his plans if Abbas held him responsible for marrying his fiancee who stayed within days. Ivan will also prepare all costs if the bride-to-be asks for a fantastic wedding dowry.
Roni only jang-angel head to hear the plan that has been prepared Ivan carefully about the marriage he will go to with the future wife of Abbas. He believes what Ivan plans will not be in line with the reality on the ground. And he'll make sure of that.
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