The Love Story of a Young CEO

The Love Story of a Young CEO
Recalling.


Day by day Ray went through. Working, home from work cleaning the body continues to slide directly to the hospital. Replaced replacing Mother Killa to keep Killa who is still unconscious.


Ray is loyal, spending the rest of the time just to look after Killa, accompanying Killa. Hope the much-loved woman wakes up soon.


Ray's aware. If in such conditions the help of the creator is needed. Allahs.


During Killa's coma, Ray did not stop praying, every time there was free time, always praying to the creator to immediately wake Killa to wake up from his coma.


During Killa's coma, Ray studied religion more. Learn more about religious science. Hoping that God would soon wake her from her long slumber. Closer to the Creator.


Spend the night honoring God. Praying night, praying until crying. Reviewing-reading the scriptures-in addition to the body of Killa. Hopefully the chanting of the holy verse can thrill the soul of Killa to be aware immediately.


Eight months of routine was always done Ray. Ray must feel the acid above the wound. Pain, perching.


On a holiday, where all my loved ones were visiting Killa. Ray, who was sitting on the bedside chair, saw Killa's clenched finger move. Ray called a doctor to check on him.


Ray's like a breath of fresh air. During this time there was only dirty air that Ray breathed, making chest tightness.


Said the doctor-who named Hana-tells if it's a good signal for Killa's condition. Most likely Killa will soon be conscious.


It is true said the doctor. At 3pm Killa's eyes were open-Killa was conscious.


Everyone who is there happy is not playing, very happy. The long-awaited day has finally come. The day that Killa wanted to see opened her eyes.


A speck of clear crystal came out from both eyes of Killa's mother. Blissfully. So did Ray. Ray's eyes became blurry because of the tears that pooled. Slowly but surely, tears came out without being told. Happy tears.


Yet, thousands and thousands. Killa's consciousness is considered to be a happy moment. It even makes for a painful moment. Put acid in the scar. Bidithy!


Killa was crying, screaming, angry. Getting angry? why is he still alive? Why didn't he just die?


Just imagine how sad Ray was. The woman who was loved to cry did not accept because she was still given a chance to live.


Everyone around tried to calm Killa down, but nothing. Killa still doesn't accept. Killa pep dies. Not to come back to life. Scold the people around him.


"Cilla! What are you doing?" kiara snapped when Killa was about to remove the medical device. Killa did not answer. Weeping with trying to rebel from the entanglement of the father and Ray. "Be aware of you, Kill! We're here waiting for you to come out of a coma. And you're not grateful to be angry! Why do you want to die. We are here, dear to you. Our. We don't want to lose you. Do you have the heart to leave us after we've been trying to get you back?"


Kiara's two eyes had already shed tears. Makes Kiara's view blurry. Kiara's chest kembis hold the pain of heart. Seeing the friend crying because he survived the death.


How many people want to survive. And now Killa wants to die. Not want to live. Who wouldn't be sad to see and hear that from a loved one. Liver pain.


Mother. Killa's mother had been crying since, the age that had not been easy to make the new middle-aged woman weak, helpless. Luckily there are Nadia and Ibu Ray who take care, holding Mother Ami so as not to fall down.


"Why did you save me? I didn't ask for that! Why not just let me go until my death comes!"killa's voice was squeezing, but it was very painful.


"Darling, look at me. We do it because we love you. You're not ready to lose your daughter." Mr. Killa who was hugging her body from the side, locked her hand so as not to move. Feel the pain of his heart to see the condition of the Princess who does not want to live.


Until finally because Killa tried to rebel, crying, screaming, making Killa inevitably had to be injected tranquilizer.


Frans explained that Killa could experience severe stress. With great difficulty Frans spoke


if the stress experienced by Killa can make Killa lose his mind. More precisely mental disorders.


Frans nodded, "Yes, sir."


The deg!


Everyone around couldn't believe that Killa would go that far. That bad. The congested heart from earlier was getting crowded. Tears keep flowing.


"Can't it be cured, Frans?" Ray's weakened.


"Maybe, sir. It could only be a long time of recovery. Miss Killa needs therapy. Calm sir. In this hospital there's a great psychiatrist. He's gonna help."


"Do your best for him. I trust you, Frans." Ray's eyes went straight to Killa.


How deeply do you love that man, Kill? Until you get to it.


Kiara immediately took a hape in her tote. Kiara immediately contacted someone. Kiara believes that the person on the phone can help resuscitate Killa. Brighten Killa's mind.


***


After waiting for a long time Akalmya Killa realized. The drug effect is gone. Killa woke up with his feet and hands tied. Wearing the fate of Killa.


The person whom Kiara-ka Nisa called immediately approached Killa who had shouted.


"Hay." ka Nisa threw her warm smile at Killa. Killa did not answer just looking at Nisa and stopped screaming for release.


Ka Nisa was still hesitant, confused about where to start.


"You knew? What you did was a big mistake. Is this really the Killa you know? Looks like the Killa I know isn't like this."


Ka Nisa is the one whose words Killa always hears well. For Killa the words spoken from the mouth of ka Nisa always hypnotize her. Easily get into the heart. And easily digested.


"Rubber! I'm not the Killa you know!" Killa turned her eyes the other way. Killa won't look at Nisa.


"You know it. If all the deeds in this world there will be accountability. How many times before, I often remind. Never love anyone more than love to Allah and Muhammad. If we love someone more than Allah and Prophet Muhammad. This is gonna happen. It is hard to accept the bad fate that befalls us. But If we love someone under the love of Allah and Prophet Muhammad. We will more readily accept whatever fate befalls us."


***


You've loved that deep to the wrong people, honey. The one who gave the wound was so big.


Ray rubbed his face roughly. Feel good with a wife who loved the wrong person.


Ifan was watching Ray from the rearview mirror. I felt like there was something Ray was thinking.


"Can I help you, sir? Looks like something's stuck in your mind."


"Nothing, Fan."


You idiot! Ray lied to Ifan. Can't do. Ifan is a sensitive person. It's not easy being lied to by Ray.


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