Trapped by a Neglected Wife

Trapped by a Neglected Wife
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I felt my body falling on the bottom of a deep ocean, I had trouble breathing, the more I reached my hand up, but like something was pulling me down, and down.


I was getting harder to breathe until someone pulled me back to the surface.


huff ... I immediately sat down, my breath hunting, was it just a dream, I was holding my chest that was beating uncontrollably.


I closed my eyes and opened them again to adjust the lighting that entered my death. My head was so dizzy I looked at each side of the room and looked at the body why there were so many hoses attached to my body.


A shadow swirled around like a broken cassette tape in my head, and the scene of a woman falling from the top floor of a building came into my memory.


I held my head very sick, I,


Ahhhhhrgh ... Pain, my head hurts, I groan withstanding an incomparable pain.


"Whose voice is this, and I am, where am I?" I was still screaming holding my head, until I heard someone open the door of the room and leave again afterwards.


"Dok ... doctor, coma patient in the vip room, whiskers?" said the nurse who ran towards me.


"What's? Really sus?" the doctor ran with the nurse who was preaching it earlier and he grabbed a cellphone that was nailed to cotton twill pants and then contacted someone.


"He's a weaver!"


When he arrived in the room, the doctor immediately saw the state of the patient who was like a person offended by holding his head.


"It looks like the patient is still in shock, we better inject sedative first sus, if we let it like this will be bad with the nerves in the patient's body."


"Mara .. You have to be calm, you don't panic." The doctor spoke to calm the patient.


It looks like the medicine has started to work, until the patient returns to sleep.


Someone with hasty steps immediately entered the room.


"Is he really human, um?" said the man.


"Yes, that's right" said the doctor, whose name was Roman.


"Why with him now?"


"He was just asleep, it looks like he's still in shock, so we injected a sedative first."


"We will wait for him to wake up again, after which we will do a series of examinations" said the doctor.


After the doctor said goodbye, I sat on the side of the patient's bed. I looked at the face of the woman who had accompanied me for the past year.


I waited a long time, I saw the taut fingers move, then he slowly opened his eyes.


I'm still staring at Amara's movements.


"Ha-haus .." said slowly, I stepped up to take the water and gave it a drink through a straw.


"A-i'm where? And whose voice is this?"


I don't understand Amara's words, I ran out to call a doctor who was none other than my own best friend.


When the romance immediately checked the state of amara, she asked some sisters to open the hoses attached to her body.


"We will take him to the CT scan room to perform a series of examinations on the patient's head.


I followed them pushing the Amara cage, she did not respond to anything and was like a confused person.


And after the doctor did the examination Amara transferred to the hospital room of the patient.


***


"Is it still dizzy?" said the man dressed in the white suit.


"I rubbed my eyes." Then someone put glasses in my eyes, it was the doctor who did it.


I looked at the doctor and shook my head. Then I stared at the whole room looking for my family, but why didn't I find them.


There was only a doctor here, and my gaze was on a man who had just been silent from now on.


I'm still wondering why my voice changed, and then I asked for a ketoilet permit.


"Doctor ... I want a toilet." The silent man helped me to the toilet door in this room.


When I was in the toilet I washed this face, why my body structure is different and the sound ... My voice has changed too.


I stared at my reflection in the mirror, as soon as I immediately shouted hysterically.


I heard someone break down the door, then ...


Brainskkk ...


"Mara ... Said the man with the doctor.


You calm down." I saw Amara crouching in the corner of the bathroom by covering both her ears with her palms.


I carried Amara's body and brought her back to bed.


Amara looked at me, "Who are you?" I was very surprised by his words.


"Maybe after almost a year in a coma, you're already looking old in her eyes." After I put both my shoulders up, I didn't know why either


"You really are." At a crucial time like this, romance is still troubling me.


Then the romance goes to the side of the cage, "Amara don't you recognize us?"


I looked at them one by one and then shook my head.


"Do you know who he is?" the doctor pointed to the man next to him. I keep shaking.


"Do you remember anything?"


I try to remember, but I still can't remember anything.


"I-I don't remember anything."


"Angkasa .. early diagnosis, it looks like Amara amnesia because when she fell yesterday the impact on her head was quite hard."


"Later we'll do a further check, let him rest first." I'm sorry, said roman.


"Amara is good ... You rest." Roman and I stepped out of the room.


After they left, I felt my face again.


"Quiet ... We need to calm down Ki, it looks like your spirit is again stray in another woman's body."


I'm a brmonologist myself, this incident is like the one I've seen in movies. Is this really real?


"So what should I do next, do I have to be this woman now?"


Then where my family, and my current body is being cared for, I still remember the accident that has made me what I am today.


Looks like I'll be like this first, who am I in? And who was that man.


When I was struggling with my mind.


Czech ...


Someone opened the door.


"Have you calmed down Amara?"


"Marrion?" I knit both my eyebrows.


"Name itselfun forgot as well." I exhaled a heavy breath.


"In a moment we'll do a follow-up check, if nothing happens, we'll go home."


"Pu-home om?"


"Yes, home! Stop calling me Amara." I was upset by that call.


"You deserve to be called om, just look at the face of the mirror." Why does this man not admit his age is at odds far from my age.


I glared at Amara, why was her speech not as usual gentle and submissive.


"You speak like an 18teen-year-old." Remember we were only a few years apart.


"Not eighteen years old, I'm nineteen years old."


hahaha ...


"You're young dreams back again Amara, it's not just your memory is lost, your brain is also shifted."


The man walked over to Nakas by my side, took something from the drawer and threw it at me.


"Read carefully, what year it was there."


My eyes will jump out when I see the birth year listed on the identity card.


I might be stuck in a grown woman like this.


"Do you know how old you are?"


"Hmmm .. I don't know what to answer.


"So om said we're going home, where are you going?"


Go to our house, then where else.you don't make me dizzy Amara."


"Our houses? So we're staying at the house." I might live with a stranger like her.


"You also forget that I'm your husband."


"What! husband?"


By: mikhayla92