The Forbidden Desire of the CEO
Escape from critical times

Tsamara had been waiting for hours for the figure of a man on the bed who was still closed his eyes and had not been conscious. Even Tsamara's gaze was never distracted from the man who had been prayed for to be free from critical times.

Even tirelessly, he never tired of begging the creator to immediately give a miracle to the figure of a man who is considered very poor.

That is because having a wife who does not even care about the fate of the husband who is fighting death.

Tsamara had told the butler to go home with his son and wanted to wait at the hospital. However, a while later there is one person who is assigned special help if you need something.

Because he who can not freely move like a normal person, so still need help from others.

So, the butler told one of the servants to stay in the hospital. While he takes care of the house himself.

I don't know how many hours he's been sitting next to the husband's treatment bed. He never complained about his tired body sitting in a wheelchair.

Despite feeling like her waist would break from sitting for too long, she promised herself that she would continue to be there to wait for her husband to come to her senses and be free from critical times.

Although the possibility was very small, but never desperate to have hope in God so that the man immediately opened his eyes.

'Dear God, please give your miracle to my husband. I will do anything for You, so that this man is aware of the critical period.'

Still clasping tightly to the palm with those powerful books that were so cold, Tsamara tried to provide a little warmth so that the aura of life still felt from the man.

Until he heard the voice of the servant who had just entered the room and made him turn towards the door.

"Mrs Tsamara, I just bought some food. You must eat so as not to get sick while waiting for Mr. Zafer."

The waiter, who was in charge of accompanying and assisting the woman's employer, gave her a plastic bag containing the food purchased as well as a green bean juice drink, which was known to be a favorite of women with a closed appearance.

Tsamara, who had no appetite at all, immediately shook her head. "You're the one eating. I could only eat if my husband regained consciousness and went through a critical period. How can I swallow food when I see my husband like this."

A heart-wrenching voice that managed to give the servant goosebumps, can not comment anything after seeing the condition of the male master in bed with a lot of life support tools and sounds that certainly make anyone shudder in horror.

Especially if until the sound associated with the heartbeat sounds loud, most likely is a bad thing that happened.

The thing that is most feared by many people when waiting for patients in the hospital during critical times is that and of course hope that the incident will not happen today.

Being able to understand how the woman's master felt, the servant finally chose not to force. "I ate in the cafeteria, ma'am. This I put in the drawer and you can eat after Mr. Zafer wakes up."

"Although it will not be delicious because of the cold." Walk away put the purchased food and sit on the sofa.

Tsamara who no longer spoke anything because indeed what the maid had just said was true. However, promise if the husband is aware, will immediately eat without caring if it is cold and not delicious.

Tsamara did it deliberately to find out if there was a movement, so it will immediately realize.

The reflexes on Tsamara's face look very surprised and sparkling as soon as they feel the movement, even though it is only small and immediately turns to the waiter who is playing a mobile phone.

"My husband just moved. Please call a nurse or doctor to check!"

"Okay, ma'am," said the maid who immediately got up from the sofa and looked sparkling upon hearing the good news.

Then walk out in a hurry to call the nurse to immediately check the condition of the male employer who has been highly respected.

Meanwhile, the current Tsamara had already rubbed the back of her hand several times with those powerful books. "Mr Zafer, thank God you can move. May you escape the critical period and be able to return healthy as ever."

Tsamara, who was still staring at Zafer, waited for the nurse to come over to check to make sure that the man had not experienced a critical period.

A few moments later, there were nurses and doctors walking in with quick footsteps. As if you want to immediately find out the condition of patients who experience significant development after hearing there is movement.

"Let me check first" said the middle-aged man in a white uniform who immediately checked the vital signs of the patient.

While the nurse helped as ordered by the doctor and noted some of the points mentioned.

Tsamara still did not get out of her seat because she did not want to let go of her hand. As if to encourage Zafer to wake up immediately.

"So I really felt the movement of that hand from earlier in the hand." Tsamara is still trying to justify if a while ago there was movement.

After the doctor checked everything, he now looked at the woman who looked very pale. "After I have checked all the vital signs of Mr. Zafer, thank God it has passed through a critical period despite not being fully aware."

"It will take time to be aware of the influence of drugs during surgery. All look good and not experience anything bad from the results of the surgery. So, we'll see development after waking up later."

The doctor can see the tight grip of a wife while faithfully waiting for a critical husband.

He even saw a golden prayer beads in his right hand and felt sure if the sincere prayer of a wife who managed to save her husband from death.

"You're so amazing, madam for faithfully praying to Mr. Zafer." Then walk towards the exit after smiling.

Tsamara could not even hold back the tears that had escaped without her permission to wet her white cheeks. He felt very relieved and happy to see the man who is currently very worried has escaped the critical period.

To be continued...