
Clara did not keep her pregnancy, she hoped the baby would fall. Various foods and drugs he has consumed, but has not yet succeeded in making himself miscarry.
"Why is my stomach getting sicker. Where the hell did the waiter buy the drugs? next door is a pharmacy!" monologue Clara is upset.
He pressed his stomach, hoping that the pain would soon go away. Cold sweat started to wet her forehead and Clara's face was also very pale.
When the waiter arrived to deliver the medicine and a glass of water, Clara immediately nagged him.
The waiter lazily responded and left Clara who was still groaning in pain.
Going to the hospital, he was still not willing to waste the opportunity to meet the Sultan, and his finances were running low.
Clara bit her lip until it bled, the pain was so great, that she finally fainted there, just as the Sultan arrived.
Seeing the crowd at the table where Clara was waiting, the Sultan was curious. Then he tried to get into the crowd and the Sultan was surprised to see Clara lying down.
People did not dare touch her and the Sultan, who still had humanitarian instincts, immediately carried Clara, to the hospital.
"Excuse me everyone, sorry.he's Clara, my friend. I'll take him to the hospital."
"Oh thank goodness sir" replied the crowd.
The owner of the cafe and a waiter came to them, "Oh, it turns out that Clara's mother fainted Mas. We're busy preparing orders, so pay less attention to the front" said the cafe owner."
"It's okay sir, we did promise to meet here and when I got here, Clara was like this."
"So he did ask me to buy Mas a stomachache, and I saw that Clara looked very sick. But it looks like Miss Clara is pregnant Mas, why take drugs carelessly."
"Let's go, we haven't seen each other in a long time, so I can't know and don't interfere in Clara's business."
"Yes right, we have not seen Mas come to eat here for a long time, usually at least once every two days Mas and Mbak always come here.
"Yes sir, our relationship has been broken for a long time. It's because she asked for a meeting, she said there's something important Clara wants to talk to me about."
"I took Clara to the hospital first, sir, about what Clara had ordered, later I will pay" said Sultan.
"No need, just a glass of juice. Yes, be careful, my mother."
The Sultan rushed out of the hospital. Although they had nothing to do with it anymore, at least the Sultan was unlikely to let Clara be in danger with the condition of conceiving.
Arriving at the hospital, Sultan requests a security gurney, and they take Clara to the ER.
The doctor immediately examined Clara and she shook her head and said to the Sultan, "The son of the Father seems to have died in the womb."
"Sorry Doc, it wasn't my baby, his mother was just a friend, it was passed out at the cafe so I brought it here."
"Oh, sorry then sir. Who will be responsible for the cost of treatment. Because we have to have surgery right away if the baby doesn't get out by itself."
"Yes, just do it Doc, let me take care of the administration to the cashier. But doc, I hope the hospital can get in touch with her family because I don't want to be blamed for anything untoward for Clara."
"You know and have his family's contact number, sir?" ask doctor.
Soon I searched the bag Doc, maybe on his phone there is a contact number that we need.
The Sultan took Clara's phone and checked her contact number.
After finding it, Sultan gave the contact number to the doctor, so that the hospital only contacted Clara's parents.
As the operation progressed, the Sultan waited outside with little anxiety. Then he remembered to look for Hardi's contact.
The Sultan forgot to contact Hardi who was the father of the baby.
When the Sultan told him by phone, Hardi was only indifferent and said, "Thank God the baby died so I have nothing to do with Clara."
"Ba****you are Hardi! you irresponsible boy, have you with your own child!"
As the Sultan continued to curse and curse, Hardi suddenly disconnected the phone.
The emotional sultan heard Hardi's words and he swore an oath of acceptance that Hardi would definitely be karmic over what he was currently doing to Clara and her baby.
The operating room light has been extinguished, a sign that the operation has been completed.
The sultan waited for the doctor to leave the operating room feeling anxious. However evil Clara, but once she was the woman the Sultan loved.
The doctor finally came out and approached the Sultan, "It is fortunate that we acted quickly Sir, otherwise his mother might not have survived."
"There is a malignant cancer in her womb that has spread to make the baby die. During this time it is not detected because it is closed to the fetus. We had to remove Ms Clara's uterus" the doctor said.
Sultan was silent and scooped his face, he did not expect this to be the fate of Clara's life.
"So Doc, won't it grow again after lifting the uterus?"
"We cannot guarantee sir, the power of God, we can only try our best so that the cancer does not spread and gnaw other organs in the body of Ms. Clara."
"At least for now Ms. Clara's condition is safe. Has your parents not arrived yet, sir? Let me explain to them."
"No, Doc, their house is pretty far from here."
"Oh, that's it, sir. Then excuse me first, if they come, please send them straight to my room."
"Good Doctor."
"Oh yeah almost forgot, how about baby funeral process sir?"
"We'll just wait until Clara's parents arrive Doc. If there is no decision, I ask the hospital alone to be buried, the problem of costs and other needs for funeral business let me be responsible."
"Well, sir, let's wait for Ms. Clara's parents to appear."
"When can I see Clara Dok?"
"Later after Bu Clara realized and the condition was stable we moved to the room and you can visit her."
"Thank you then Doc!"
"Together Sir."
After the doctor left, the Sultan sat down and pondered, he did not expect that Clara's fate would end like this.
Clara reaped the results of her actions.
The Sultan continued to be privileged, he also had many sins, especially the sin of Zina and the squandering of Pearls.
By asking for forgiveness and continuing to improve, the Sultan hoped that Allah would forgive all the sins he had committed.