The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 82
Early in the morning, Rudi had come to bring clothes and breakfast for him. Faiq felt lucky at a time like this Rudi had already worked for him. And it's very reliable.
“What should I do, boss?” Rudi looked at Faiq anxiously.
The two sat on the sofa inside Hani's room. Rudi could tell the sorrow that befell Faiq. He did not dare to speak. Both of them were busy with their own thoughts. Faiq breathed a heavy sigh. His eyes glared far away staring at the silence of that cold morning. He is still thinking about the action he will do if the sender of the photo on Hani's phone is found.
“Bos..” Rudi patted Faiq on the shoulder.
Faiq turned his gaze to Hani's phone lying on the table. His hand grabbed the phone and reached out to Rudi.
“What action would you do if you were in my position?” asked Faiq with a mind that was still drifting far away.
Rudi observed Hani's phone. His hand nimbly opened and immediately saw the contents of the phone. Without thinking, Rudi was convinced that the culprit was Hesti. Because he was suspicious from the beginning. Although it could be, Hesti worked with others to take photos when they were together.
“What do you think?” Faiq looked at Rudi who was still busy opening a photo gallery.
“Without me saying, surely the boss can already guess the culprit.” Rudi replied straightforwardly.
“I am not sure..” Faiq does not want to rashly accuse people carelessly, he is worried about being slanderous.
“Didn't I have warned you often, Hesti is not what the boss thinks.” Rudi quickly interrupted, “I've known Hesti a long time ago. I'm sure he didn't play alone. Look at Hani's condition, is the boss still defending him?”
Faiq rubbed his face with both hands, “I cannot forgive myself for the events that befell Rara.”
“What can I do, if the boss is still half-hearted to look for the perpetrator who sent you the photos together.”
“I just want to make sure, because I don't want to recklessly accuse.”
“Alright, I'll try to find the culprit.”
Rudi resigned and resigned to return to the office. Today he will accompany Mr. Arman to meet their clients from Germany. Faiq did not know how long he would take leave to accompany Hani until he woke up from his long sleep.
He called his parents, who are now in England. Faiq only told the outline, that Hani had given birth to a pair of twins. For the condition of Hani and her two babies Faiq still kept the truth.
Faiq's face looked tense, his eye bags blackened. It's been almost a week that he's missed sleep, because it's keeping Hani. For a second he did not want to leave his wife. Faiq's trauma over the incident that hit Hani is still attached to his brain.
Every day tirelessly Faiq accompanied Hani. He always whispered words of love and a thread of prayer to his wife's consciousness. Faiq was already not paying attention to his state of affairs.
Now it has been almost a month Hani is still asleep in his long sleep. While reading al-Qur’an from his phone faintly Faiq heard a noise from the front door. After closing his reading, Faiq stepped towards the door. When he opened the door a hard blow struck his jaw, making Faiq surprised.
“If I knew that Hani would experience this, I would not let him come home with you.” Said Hanif with a face full of anger.
“Nak Hanif, hold your emotions.” Marisa held back Hanif's hand that wanted to throw her punch to Faiq's face.
Ningsih also recounts that the twins and Hasya were taken by Adi and Linda to their home with Lina, as there was no one to take care of them as long as Hani was hospitalized. Faiq rarely returned home, day and night he accompanied Hani and waited for his consciousness.
This is where they are now. Marisa did not understand Hanif's words, which she knew were all right. News of the accident that hit Hani just received a week ago. Marisa found out about it because Linda called her, asking her whereabouts.
“Entah why life mbak Hani always covered by misfortune. If I knew it would be like this, from the beginning I wouldn't let you marry Mbak Hani.” Hanif was still emotionless looking at the silent Faiq without a sound.
“What is there that I didn't know all this time?” Marisa glanced at Faiq and Hanif in turn.
“Ask this pretentious mother's son a hero. Just look, if Mbak Hani realizes I will take him back to Medan.”
“You can't do that to you. Rara is my wife. Whatever happens he stays with me.” Finally Faiq let out a voice. He could not if he had to stay away from his wife and children.
“You're all grown-ups, but behaving like teenagers. All this should be discussed with a cool head. We're family, mom doesn't want you two getting into a fight.”
Marisa advises the two, especially Hanif who is still plagued by high emotions. His face flushed with a hardened jaw.
Faiq walked out of the room, letting Hanif see the state of Hani that until now there has been no significant change. He sat next to his parents who looked questioningly. With a sad look Faiq told all without being missed in the slightest. He truly regretted having been beguiled a second time. And this time it was more fatal, resulting in Hani falling into a coma.
Marisa and Darmawan shook their heads in disbelief at Faiq's story. When Hanif was out of the room, both of them using health protocol entered Hani's room.
Marisa's tears immediately poured out when she saw her favorite daughter-in-law lying helplessly with medical equipment covering her body. Darmawan hugged his wife's battered-looking shoulder.
“Maybe this is a rebuke for Faiq and us too for releasing them both too much. From tomorrow I will return to the company, let Faiq focus on taking care of his wife.” Said Darmawan while holding Marisa who looked weak after coming out of Hani's room.
“I also want to take care of my grandchildren.” Marisa welcomed her husband's wishes.
Now the three enter the NICU room to see their twin grandchildren. A feeling of sadness mixed with heart Marisa when she saw her twin granddaughter. His eyes glazed over to see a pair of very handsome and beautiful twin babies, a fusion of Faiq and Hani's faces. The thick black hair both made Marisa smile thinly.
“Our grandson, mas.” He looked at Darmawan with a happy feeling.
“Yes. Now I really am a grandfather.” Darmawan rubbed his wife's shoulder with a feeling of pride and sadness at the condition experienced by his daughter-in-law and twin grandchildren.
There was a cold war between Faiq and Hanif. Every time Faiq asked him to talk Hanif never cared. He was angry that Faiq was still in contact with the Hesti family. Although since Hani fell into a coma, Faiq never left him for a second.
The situation experienced by Hani made Hanif have to go back and forth between Jakarta-Medan. But for the sake of healing, the only Hanif does not care about the cost problem. He wants the best for the only brother he has.