
"Well, is that right?" I was shocked, hearing Flowers just married Siri.
"Yes, I'll have to do it myself." Biyung patted my arm, then he smiled kindly at the guest.
"Where's Jasmine, Mom?" ask the elderly woman.
Duh, I don't know who they are. So, confused what to call it.
"In his grandmother, next to that gallon shophouse. But Jasmine didn't know that she was divorced, because she was weak. Only she knew that her husband burned the house."
I don't think it's necessary to be so blunt. Worried, the Vano bang family deliberately made it a threat tool so we could think twice about the demands of the Vano bang.
Before long he came, he hurried and put on a smile after entering the living room. Dad shook hands with all of them, until he finally sat next to Biyung.
"There's a change of Dad, Bang. At your house, just go there." Dad gave me the keys to the bike.
"Yes, Dad." I hurried off.
Bring Izza no huh? But it must be a long time. I was also a witness in my father's place. Not congratulating the flower.
Pak wa's home alley is still on the same RT as me. So, not far let alone passing through Izza's house. Not until five minutes, directly to the yard of the house, sir wa. It's a heritage house, like a grandparent's house.
There are many people, but I do not know. It seemed, it was the person from the Innate of her husband Bunga. Uh, but Bunga doesn't go to school here. He was educated in Cirebon, with his mother's family. That's a distant guest.
I entered through the side door, but it turned out that in the family room that had access to the side door was the place where the event was held.
"From now on, you're no longer my wife."
Uhh?
Instantly, Bunga immediately nodded and sobbed sorely. A few seconds later, he fell backwards and hit my leg.
All the family squealed, with me who was reflexively crouching and holding the Flower's head. He fainted, with a bloody nose.
"Flowers…." Mr. Wa Ken was immediately hysterical, in his voice there was a great panic.
He immediately hugged the Flower, then straightened the legs of the Flower. Mr. Wa looked very frightened, wiping the blood coming out of the nose of the flower.
Just arrived, I immediately got a hassle to take Bunga to the hospital. Mr. Wa could not check the state of his son, because he thought his son was in an emergency.
Luckily, my grandmother and grandfather were street racers. But since I'm a good grandson, yes I don't have that talent. As much as possible I carried the car at a fast speed, with the triangular lights constantly flashing.
"Self data crusade Flowers, Bang. Your name used to be the guarantor, Mr. Wa come in first." Mr. Wa entered the IGD room.
"Please, Sir."
I was immediately thrust out a few strands of paper, while in front of this long table. I was also asked to take care of the room, after coming the officer from the IGD.
Distraught, I can't guess what happened to the Flower. I don't even know where Bunga and pak wa are, I was left in the middle of a big hospital.
I want to go home, I feel sorry for them. When I dialed the number, the answer was his wife at home. Mr. Wa did not bring his cell phone, making me only able to wait in the middle of the hospital, where the minimarket is located. I sat on the front bench of the minimarket, watching the gurney carrying the patient.
Like a bego being me.
I waited for the elevator door to open, so I could get down to the ground floor without having to be taught by the stairs. But when the elevator opened, I looked up when I saw Mr. Wa present behind the gurney in the elevator.
I gave way, as the gurney was pushed out. "Sir Wa?" I followed his footsteps.
Who was in this gurney Flower, with his eyes still closed. On the back of his hand was attached an infusion, with the patient's shirt he was wearing.
Mr. Wa just shut up, I didn't ask much because it was confused too. I just followed, until Bunga was transferred to the hospital room gurney and I helped her.
The solid-weight little girl. The flower grows into a tall woman and has large hips. What's his name? Body pear is it? Because his chest and shoulders are small. I have a crush on her body, baby she was my foster sister. Flowers look interesting like this too, when they grow up like this. In the past, yes flat.
"It's a flower boy." The ziplock pouch was placed in front of me.
"Huh?" I stared in shock at the white object inside the ziplock bag.
A fetus? Aborted? Or, miscarriage?
"So?" I looked up at Mr. Wa.
Mr. Wa is two years older than father like him, if not mistaken that too. I don't know for sure either, but all I know is that the household is complicated. Hence, the Flower was drawn by her biological mother's family.
"From he arrived, the content was not all right. If not removed immediately, the child will continue to return to the hospital for life. He has severe congenital abnormalities, including the heart and other organs. Allegedly, because of the herbal medicine and hard drugs that are deliberately consumed. Also, the condition of the fetus makes the condition of the flower weak." Mr. Wa looked dizzy once, he was sitting on the edge of the Flower gurney.
While I sat on the chair, in front of the Flower gurney. This ziplock bag, it's on the edge of the gurney, in front of my eyes. I didn't even dare to touch this fetus.
"Can't you?" I remember the explanation of the biyung earlier, biyung said if Bunga was not aware of her pregnancy.
It was just an alibi because I was embarrassed. The proof, Bunga consume hard drugs and herbs, he deliberately wants to kill his own fetus.
"cause of consequence." Wa sir sighed. "Sir Wa take the medicine first, call the nurse if Bunga wakes up. Mr. Wa wants to get some medicine, get us some food, too." Mr. Wa got down from the gurney, then walked slowly towards the door.
I just nodded my head, I didn't answer. I looked at my little sister, I did not understand why she could be a heartless woman who could destroy her child's growth. Though she used to be an innocent little girl, also lacking confidence. I didn't expect, he became this brave.
A drop of water fell from her tight eyelids. Then, he took his breath in. I'm obviously panicking, I'm afraid he's whining. Because as I recall, he had congenital asthma.
As fast as lightning I ran towards the door, fortunately the caretaker was near the door of this hospital room. "Sister, the patient is conscious." I was confused to call the young nurse.
"Oh, yes." He immediately left the file he was looking at, then immediately got up from his chair.
"Remember…." The tears of the flowers have already spilled.
It was like he was drowning in water, with both hands trying to grab anything. I quickly approached to be the holding place, but I still gave the nurse a place to check the state of the Flower.
"Devents." He immediately pulled my shirt, made me lean a little towards him and made it easier for him to hug my body.
My little sister needs a shoulder.
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