The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 68 - Wisdom Behind Grief

There is no disaster, no wisdom after it. That's one piece of advice Zean got from Ibra in his lifetime. Although he almost lost his life after the tragedy last afternoon, but God is still in favor of saving Zean's life.

Congratulations doesn't mean he's okay. The seemingly premeditated calamity resulted in Zean being seriously injured, not only Zean but Yudha also experienced the same, even worse.

Starting from a black Jeep car without a license plate following them, until Yudha realized the brakes were not working properly. Both of them panicked, in the end Yudha lost control and made him hit the road barrier.

Accident was inevitable, Zean who was still in a conscious state could clearly see Yudha being tormented next to him. The man had cursed Yudha who was too stupid to take action and did not care for her own safety.

Not long after, the ambulance siren sounded until Zean was a little calmer. Fortunately, some witnesses there acted quickly and did not just capture the incident with their cell phone cameras.

The wound that Zean had was not so severe compared to Yudha, nor was his blood spilled too much. But strangely, Zean was unable to stand even he had to be helped by some people to get out of the car.

In that position, Zean continued to put Yudha first as if she did not need any help at all. Several times he spoke to the medical team who helped them to focus on Yudha alone.

This continued when he arrived at the hospital, Mikhayla had to slap him to be quiet because Zean was stubborn and wanted to approach Yudha who was rushed to a different room. The man was sure that Yudha really needed help right now, not him.

"Yudha, brother .. I'm fine, I swear."

"Yes, listen to me!! Yudha is also being dealt with and you need to, Zean, too" joked Mikhayla beginning to lose her temper.

"I'm okay, Mikhayla .. I'm not hurt, I want to see it."

"Stay here, your wounds need to be sewn, don't be stubborn!!"

His sister is a bit of a dissident, Mikhayla is facing herself with a different version at the moment. Zean worried about Yudha, but did not realize that fresh blood was also flowing in his temple.

"This is not my blood, but the blood of Yud_"

"You stupid blood!! Try to lick it yourself if you don't believe it!! Shut up for a while, okay .. patients here are many, not just you," Mikhayla snapped pressing every word because the frustration in her mind was too great for this man.

Not wanting Mikhayla to get angry, Zean complies and follows the will of the older brother. Although his mind was completely confused at the moment, the worries about Yudha and Shila fused to make Zean's head even more sick.

A long time ago, Mikhayla left Zean. After she made sure her sister was better, Mikhayla contacted her parents. At the same time Zean just contacted Sean and asked his brother to pick up Syila at that moment as well.

Sean, who receives a message from Zean, thinks the man is dying and rushes to leave his job to pick up Syila. Well, these two men were both unable to think in a moment of panic until Sean was also caught up in this unexpected encounter.

But all of that is not always bad. Because of Zean's current situation, his parents' wait for Sean arrived at the meeting point. Not only that, but Syila's stasus as Zean's wife was well received by Zia.

"Why are you crying? I got divorced today .. how? You're happy, aren't you?" zean asked to break the silence while looking into his wife's eyes.

Zean said to stop crying, but Syila's tears seemed unable to stop when watching the husband.

"Happy how, you see," she began to shed tears, for some reason since she was accompanied this afternoon Zean seemed to be fine even though the wound on his head was quite serious according to information from Mikhayla.

"Just take the punishment, I put mom in a coma a few months ago."

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In the middle of their conversation, Sean enters with the intention of taking his jacket. It was expected, the man was indeed a bit of a calculation and not everyone could have his belongings.

"Ck, give it to her, Syila .. for what you give to my wife."

"I've brought it in instead, everything is complete here. Check it yourself," said sean handed over the paper bag he received from Zia.

"That's what?"

"Your wife's change of clothes, tonight there's no way she's just wearing that, is there?" sean asked moving his chin towards Syila, as if understanding if the woman was a little uncomfortable with her own clothes.

"Replace? You went into my room, Sean?!"

"Ck, dear Mama, Badjindan! Everything's new and nobody touches your closet."

Zean was lying in bed alone can still be that rough, Syila is often confused when dealing with both. Not wanting Sean to take too long and Zean to get angry, the woman immediately handed Sean's jacket with her signature thanks.

"Aw the smile of a beautiful sister-in-law, your eyes why are always lost so when you smile?"

"Sean!! Come out" Zean said, touching his temple, he felt a little pain every time he spoke in a high tone.

Sean relented, he passed by without saying anything. However, just as he was about to open the door, the man turned back and seemed to want to confirm something to Zean.

"What else do you want, Sean?"

"On the car that follows you, are you sure without a license plate?" Previously they had discussed this at a glance, but Sean was worried that Zean's brain was slightly shifted so he needed to make sure once again.

"Surely, I can't be wrong about that."

Sean nodded then, he actually left this time to make Syila look at him questioningly. "Why did Sean ask that?"

"Okay, maybe it's because of that cute smile of yours."

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