The Unrecognized Twins
83. The Useless Regrets

Abrar immediately rose up to his father's body with a forehead drenched in blood. Azira holds half of her father's body while crying hysterically.

Although he was a surgeon, his mind remained a teenager who was so afraid of losing his father. His screams calling out the father figure sounded heartbreaking in front of the passenger arrival hall building at the airport. Abrar approached his father and wept with his twin brother.

"Yahhhhh....! wake up....!" peekkik Azira's. He shook that burly body that was already helplessly unconscious.

"Yahhhh....! Open your eyes. Please forgive Abrar...!" hiss Abrar with tears stuck in the esophagus.

Soon an ambulance arrived to evacuate the victims to the hospital. Azira accompanies her father in an ambulance with Abrar. Their belongings are secured by their private driver.

Ambulance officers carried out an examination of Rama in the car by installing an oxygen cup, checking blood pressure and also providing intravenous fluids as a form of first aid.

Arriving at the hospital closest to the airport, Rama was immediately treated by an expert doctor. Ambulance officers report the circumstances of the victim to the relevant doctor.

"The victim suffered a broken shoulder blade, internal bleeding and several physical injuries in several parts of the body. Accuracy is decreasing and blood pressure is high. The victim needs two to three bags of blood. The status of the victim is critical" said the medical officer at the doctor who served in the IGD room who was receiving Rama's patient.

"good. Thank you for the report, Mr. Van," William's doctor received a note of medical report from the ambulance officer.

Azira could only cry bitterly at the state of her unconscious father.

"We had to immediately perform surgery on his head because of a cerebral hemorrhage," said Brian, a team of doctors in the IGD room, making Azira can only nod resignedly.

"Do your best for my father doctor..!" pinta Azira.

"Please sign the operating consent file. Are you both guardians of the patient?" ask Dr. Brian in the twins.

"Let me sign the file..!" said Abrar.

"No. I'm more entitled to father. Don't you want it?" cynical Azira.

Deggs...

Azira immediately exited the IGD room towards the reception desk to complete the admistration.

Abrar looks wrong but his chest feels very tight to see his biological father who looks very sad. He approached Rama who was being critical when there was no Azira.

"Dad....! I'm sorry dad. Please, not my eyes. I beg father.hiks ..hiks....!" Pinta Abrar with a raucous voice.

He hugged his father's body whispering longing words of love into his father's weak body. Abrar shook the body so that his father would look at him for a moment.

"Dad ....! Open your eyes..! I love you dad...!" abrar's cries could no longer be restrained as the doctor and nurse pulled his body away from Rama's.

"Excuse me, sir...! We have to take the patient to the operating room" Brian said. Abrar took a few steps back and gave the medics a place to push his father's cage into the operating room.

Azira helped push the cage with the medical team. When the door of the operating room was closed, Azira again cried. Abrar can't do anything about it because his father was in an accident to help him. Guilt and fear of loss ambushed him now.

"satisfied now? Why crying? Don't you want dad dead? What have you got from his death? What...?!" circus Azira with anger overflowed until her face reddened.

The new Mark and Alea instantly calmed Azira who was hysterically yelling at her twin sister.

"Darling....! Remember you are brothers. You should be praying for your father's recovery instead of arguing like this..!" advice Alea with a racing heart.

"Mother. My father mother...! He tried to help Abrar and let his body be hit by a car, mother," Azira said in a raucous voice.

"Yes dear. Mother already knows from your driver," said Alea calmed her daughter by hugging the body level.

"Ask God for the healing of your father. Crying won't answer your grief" Alea said.

"I'm going to the nearest hotel from this hospital, mother. I can only pray at the hotel. Mother knows for herself in the hospital here there is no room to be able to pray," said Azira.

"Yes dear. Go...! let your mother and Daddy wait for your father to operate. The operation takes quite a long time and it will make you tired because of the delay in waiting. Your heart is not strong for that" Alea said.

"Good mother."

Azira leaves Alea, Mark and Abrar who are still mute on her seat.

"Om Barack take you, Azira!" haggard Barack.

"Om fine. Thanks...!" azira looks lethargic walking towards the elevator door.

Upon arrival at the hotel, Azira asks Barack to pick up a change of clothes for her at the mansion.

"Oms. Please tell Aunt Sari to prepare a change of clothes for me and deliver it here. I want to wait for my own father when he's transferred to the hospital room" Azira pinta.

"Well miss."

Azira walks towards the hotel receptionist to retrieve her room keycard. He walked up to the elevator and entered the elevator without seeing a handsome man staring at him intensely.

Azira stood facing the corner of the elevator while crying making the handsome young man who knew her very well, want to reprimand her. But that burly hand just floated in the air right above Azira's back.

"What happened to her? Why does he look so sad?" asked the handsome man who was none other than Fahri.

"It turns out she was very beautiful as she got older. But I couldn't possibly approach him because I had to wait two more years to propose," Fahri's inner self smiled as he idolized an Azira and was determined to get the young girl.

Elevator door opens. Azira walked slowly feeling a little dizzy until her steps slightly shrugged making her have to hold on to the side wall of the hotel room on the floor that she will occupy.

"May I help you, miss?" tawar Fahri and Azira look at Fahri's face which looks blurred by his eyes.

"Room 721" said Azira gave her room keys to Fahri who wanted to help her find her room.

"This is his room." Fahri opens the door to Azira who steps into his room.

"Thank you. Sorry to bother you!" said Azira while wanting to close the door of her room but was held by Fahri with one hand.

"What happened to you?" may I know, miss?" ask Fahri who rada kepo.

"My father...! My dad had an accident. His body was hit by a car that passed quite fast at the airport in front of the arrival hall" Azira said.

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi! I'm sorry, miss. May your father recover quickly" murmured the 23-year-old.

"Thank you. Excuse me. I want to rest" said Azira.

"good. My room is next to yours. If you need my help just call me and don't hesitate" Fahri said.

"Hm!"

Azira closed the door of her room and immediately threw her body on the king-size bed.