The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
"Who is that guy?"

Meanwhile, in another place, precisely in a regional police station. A young man who was still with his clothes and attributes covered his face earlier and stabbed Rega. Is being pulled by the police whose nametag Radit was to enter their office.

Right in front of the entrance, one of his friends looked and asked.

"Who's that guy, 'Dit? And... What's he doing, so you look angry like that, hem? Oh right, aren't you and Yogi in charge of guarding and securing a wedding party in village X?"

"Yes. We were securing the party, before. But this guy, he's messing up an event that's just about to start. By stabbing the bridegroom who just got there."

It wasn't Radit who answered, it was Yogi. While Radit, he had already passed while dragging the young man whose arm was in his grasp.

"Geez!!!" said the police with Rumi's nametag, surprised. "Well, that must be the problem with the bride!" rumi continued, guessing the origin.

And Yogi seems to be sniffing his shoulders. "Maybe. For that, Radit and I will interrogate him first." Yogi replied as he passed into the interrogation room.

And Radit, when he got to the interrogation room first. Directly threw it violently until the young man's body hit the table there. Even so, not a single bit of the young man grimaced or complained in pain. Because his stomach was hit by a corner of the table there.

"Sit on that chair!!!" said the policeman rudely with a snapping tone.

Radit then left the young man there. When Radit opened the door and wanted to get out. It coincides with the Yogi who will enter the room.

"Where are you going?" yogi asked, looking directly at Radit's face. Which looked red extinguished due to restraining his anger.

"You take care of him first. I'm gonna ease my anger, first. Otherwise, I could have killed that young man later. How dare he commit a crime right before our eyes." replied Radit. "Huhh.. you crazy man!" he continued to sigh violently while cursing the rough young prisoner they were.

"Heh. okay. Let me take care of it first." said Yogi with a slight smile, laughing at his friend. Which has a high emotional attitude.

After Radit left, Yogi immediately approached the young prisoner. Who had been sitting sweetly in his chair. Without the ba-bi-bu, Yogi directly directed his hand towards the young man. To remove the hat and mask that covered his face.

After all the face coverings of the young man were removed. The face was clearly in front of Yogi's eyes. To make Yogi look at him sharply with a deep frown and one of them raised, because confused.

"*Children of kades*?!" inner Yogi. "Aren't you the son of a kades sir?" ask Yogi, make sure.

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While in the hospital, after finishing changing clothes and washing his face. Naziah rushed back. And as Naziah steps closer to the operating room where Rega underwent surgery. The light above the door of the room went out. Which means the operation inside is done. And the doctor will be out soon.

Naziah immediately spurred his pace to get there soon. And sure enough, Naziah arrived at that door. Someone from inside opened the door. And showed a doctor out of there. Naziah confronted the doctor and asked about her husband's situation.

"Doctor, how's my husband doing, Doc? Is she okay? And what about the wound?" cerca Naziah with a worried face

"Praise God! Your husband is fine, miss. And the operation went well. Luckily, his torn wound did not hit his vital organs. Just a little tearing the skin in the back of his stomach. But, it's okay. So, maybe this is just a small wound for him. We just have to wait for him to wake up. He was still asleep due to the influence of post-surgery dope. If it's after we get together he's already feeling fine. So, he can be taken home immediately. And continue your next wedding. I admit, He is a strong man, Miss." explained the Doctor by explaining a little about Rega's current state.

"Alhamdulillah! Thank you, Doctor." replied Naziah while breathing slowly and smiling, feeling very relieved.

"Yes. That's our job." replied the doctor who nametagnya Karim. "By the way, congratulations! You guys are a good couple. The man is very handsome and the woman is very beautiful, even without makeup like this. I pray that you will always be a happy couple. And soon be blessed momongan ya!" continued Doctor Karim. He stretched his hand out toward Naziah. Congratulations on the marriage of Naziah and Rega.

"Aamiin...! Again, thank you, Doctor. Ah... The doctor could have tested it. May the doctor also live a long and healthy life always." replied Naziah while welcoming the doctor's hand with a slight smile of embarrassment for the doctor's praise.

Yes, the middle-aged doctor heard a little about his patient earlier. Because when the operation was running, his assistants were talking a little about the patient he was handling earlier. So, that's why he intends to congratulate Naziah. When he came out and finished his impromptu surgery task.

"Yes. If the Doctor pleases, come tonight to their reception, Doctor." Mama Adel's. "You remember my house, don't you, Doctor?" mama Adel continued because she knew the doctor well. Because they used to be one school when they were in the middle level.

"Eh... Adel! is this your son?" the doctor asked while looking at the faces of Naziah and Mama Adel.

"Yes. He is my oldest son." replied Mama Adel.

"Sorry, Ma' and Mr Doctor! Can I see my husband?" cut Naziah

Because seeing the conversation between Mama and Mr. Doctor it will be a little long. Meanwhile, she wanted to quickly see the state of her husband. So he cut their conversation for a bit.

"Oh yes, please." replied the Doctor gave permission.

After receiving permission from the doctor. Naziah did not forget to say goodbye to Mrs Devi and Mr. Rully.

"Tante, Om, Ziah permission to visit Mas Rega first?!" naziah's pamit was gentle to both the adoptive parents as well as the uncle and aunt of Rega.

"Yes. Go, Son! We will wait here." replied Madam Devi softly. And Mr. Rully just nodded his head, a sign of agreement with his wife.

"Thank you, Om, Aunt. Ziah's in!" say goodbye to Naziah again. And then spurred his steps into the operating room.

After entering, Naziah's sense of smell was immediately presented with the smell of drugs that were so pungent. While her eyes were immediately fixed on the man who had only a few hours ago changed status to her husband. I fell asleep in a special gurney. And in the upper part of his body attached several wires connected to a heart rate detection machine and so on, on his right side.

Seeing that, involuntarily a drop of her tears fell from her eye sashes. With a slow step Naziah approached her husband's gurney.

"*Why did all this happen, Mom? Who is that guy? Do you have any enemies to follow you here? Honestly, I was so scared to see you earlier, Mas*." Naziah's inner voice groaned. Her tears began to flow rapidly without making any sound. He did not want Rega to hear that cry. And wanted to let her husband rest for a while.