Two Traitors
Eps. 21 Overdoses

Pov Aisyah's

I screamed after the window-shield curtain opened, which was pulled by Mr. Andi. I was very surprised, my heart was very broken when I saw someone who was lying stiff on the floor.My knees suddenly felt weak, no longer strong to hold my body.

"Arabine! Arfaan!" I kept calling out my son's name, and that's how bad the parents would be to see his son in such despair.

The cring! crings! crings!

There was the sound of a baseball bat punch, which was hit by an iron trellis window of the house, which was struck by Mr. Andi. His mind was still clear, so he could still take action quickly.

Long trying, finally the trellis door was broken open. Arfan who since then, he was just lying down. did not make such a loud voice.So quickly Mr. Andi entered through the window. But when I was about to catch up, Mr. Andi refused.he advised me to enter through the door, because the window was very high, there was no way I could enter through the window

I ran towards the front of my house, towards the door of the house, to go back inside. My tears kept falling, could not go to Bandung again.

But when the door of the house I opened, it was seen Mr. Andi who was carrying Arfan on his back. He slightly ran towards the direction of the door where I was standing.

"My sonuuuuuuuuu, why?" I asked as I looked towards Mr. Andi, who was in a hurry to get out of the house.

Mr. Andi did not answer, he continued to walk as fast as he could, headed towards the car. then opened the door, put Arfan's body into the car. I was following behind, and then opened the door, I could cry without knowing what to do.

"Come ma'am! mr. Arfan, his heartbeat is getting weaker. Maybe he was mostly taking tranquilizers." explained my driver as he ran towards the steering door, explaining what was really going on.

"Oh god! My boy!" I rubbed the tears, which continued to flow on the cheeks.then followed what Mr. Andi ordered, into the door of the right car, which was next to the steering wheel.after I entered, without speaking, he said, Mr. Andi started the car and then left my son's house.

"Where are we going, sir?" my question as I continued to look towards the back seat, where Arfan was still lying, there was a white foam coming out of his mouth, his eyes that kept closed made me even more worried.

"To the hospital, ma'am, I checked his pulse, still throbbing, though weak." replied my driver as he continued to stare towards the road.

"Call Sir! Please save my son!" I pleaded with the driver.

"Yes Mom! please calm down, so I don't panic!" pinta Pak Andi while continuing to focus his gaze.

"Loh! loh! where is this going sir? How come to this hospital." I disagree when Mr. Andi brought Arfan, to the hospital where Farid and Erni were.

"This is the nearest hospital ma'am! I was worried that being taken to a hospital further away would take a longer time. I'm afraid of a job hunt at nothing with Mr. Arfan!" Obviously the driver told me the truth. Although I also know, because it is true that the nearest hospital, is only the hospital where the two traitors are.

"There's Erni and Farid sir?" I begged

"Sorry Mom? Is mom more concerned with prestige than the safety of Mr. Arfan's life?" my driver asked with an annoyed snort, during his work, he never dared to refute me. But this time I really felt the kindness of Mr. Andi was very extraordinary.he dared to refuse the request of his employer, who was very brave, in the right time.

"Now Help! Mom relax! Let me focus on my work!"

I fell silent again, then looked at my son Arfan who was critical. According to the driver, Maybe he overdosed because he mostly took tranquilizers.

10 Minutes passed, finally the car carrying Arfan stopped right at the door of the hospital lobby.Suban Andi quickly opened the car door, where Arfan was laid.then with all his might, and then, he held back my son's body, Mr. Andi looked troubled because now he had to carry Arfan from the front of his body.I was aware of what I had to do, I was aware of what I had to do, quickly ran into the hospital, asking the nurses to quickly bring a bed strecher, to bring Arfan to first aid.

The nurses who found out that I was the one who had made a scene, they just stared at the cynics, looking lazily they pushed the patient transfer bed, following the direction I was pointing. but when they saw Pak Andi who was in trouble carrying Arfan, they quickly ran. because dislike should be set aside, when there are lives to be saved.

"Please! help u! Mr. Arfan he overdosed on a sedative!" said Mr. Andi with decapitated breath. After keeping Arfan's body in bed. Then he took out a bottle of the medicine capsule, to facilitate the handling. My admiration grew towards that subordinate of mine, he was indeed truly extraordinary, until such a thing he remembered.

"Mom wait here!" refuse a nurse, when I get to the door of the ICU.

"Please save my son! i please! I will pay the cost!" My request.

"Prophe mom! We will try our best, Mother please calm down! and pray a lot! so that patients can be saved." said the nurse, closing the door, leaving me still troubled.

I kept pacing the door of the ICU room, hoping someone would come out from the inside, and give good news about my son's condition. Only Mr. Andi came to approach, then he sat his body in a chair in the hospital corridor.he did not speak, but his face was tense, maybe feel pretty good about what just happened.

"Sir Andi! don't take responsibility to help my family. Now Father! please take care of all my child's medication administration!" I asked, because I felt bad I kept bothering him. Although Mr. Andi is my employee, but this is not from his responsibility.

"Good ma'am!" answered Mr. Andi briefly, then he got up.

I took out my ATM card and gave her password, so she could take the money first. Before taking care of the hospital administration.I was not afraid that Mr. Andi ran away with my money, because under these circumstances, the treasure is not important.

After Mandiri's card changed hands, she left, to carry out all the orders I gave her.

An hour passed, the door of the ICU room had no sign of opening. Only Mr. Andi came, then he gave me back my ATM card, as well as more money than payment. I did not take the money, I told him to hold it first, first, so that when there is something to be taken care of, he can take care of it immediately.

At 14.00. then the door of the ICU room finally opened, then came out a doctor, calling the patient's surname.quickly I approached the doctor, to ask the state of my child only way. with such mixed feelings, imagine the worst things that happen to him.

"How's my son doing, doc?" I asked as I stared at the man who had just come out.

"We've given first aid to the patient, but the patient is still unconscious, probably due to him taking too much medicine. Mother just pray! so that the mother's child can recover as before." replied the doctor explained.

"Please save my son! he is my only treasure!" door pleaded.

"We will try our best to help the mother's child, so I beg you to be patient, and remain calm!"

"Thank you, doc! When can I see my child?"

"Awhile more! You can come in. get the patient to talk well! Because usually people are in a coma like that, their brains keep going, but the function of the body is not responsive.Yes I have paid for it first! later if there's anything, you can ask me directly!" said the doctor reminded, then he passed away but his steps stopped, then turned his body back to face me.

"This is, Mother Aisyah, right? people who like to be a speaker in encouraging entrepreneurs?" Ask the doctor, looking at me. Making sure I was the one he asked.

"My own, why, Doc?"

"My wife is very passionate about mom! so I know a little bit, about mom. Thank you for motivating my wife, so she's active in work."

"Together, doc!" I said with a smile, hiding the plagues that filled my chest. Thank God with a little knowledge that I share, can be known to many people. Although my circumstances were very concerning, they were still able to recognize me.

"Yes, may your child recover quickly, as usual!" The doctor prayed, and then he left me.

I just took a deep breath, then approached Mr. Andi, who from earlier He just sat waiting for my next order.

"How is Mr Arfan Bu?" ask Mr. Andi.

"Alhamdulillah! already given first aid, Maybe soon I can look inside, How is my child's real condition!"