Two Traitors
eps. 25 THREATS

Pov Aisyah's

Trok it! Trok it! Trok it!

The door of the hospital room was knocked, I closed the Koran I was reading, after I let it go, then entered the person who was knocking.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma!" Sapa Dali smiled kindly.

"Waalaikumsalam, you don't work?"

"Already Mom! I was here early in the morning, but in the office, a lot of work! so sorry only now can I come here explained my son's assistant.

"When you don't bother, you have to come here.you just take care of my son's office, I've been many thanks." I reminded.

"No, Mom! all the work has been handled, and has been done with experts. I'm afraid Mom is tired, now Mom can go home first. Let me keep it here."

Hearing his offer I just smiled looking at the kindness of my son's assistant, shaking my head, Rejecting his offer.

"How is the project being handled by Arfan outside the city?" I asked to shift the conversation so as not to continue to focus on discussing the current situation.

"Alhamdulillah! everything's good, mom! we all prepare project planning, starting from the design, budget, and others." dali explained.

"Thank God! then, you must remain active in your work, even if my son is not there."

"Ready, ma'am.thank you for the advice, Oh yes How is Mr. Arfan's condition developing?" ask dali while glancing towards Arfan who was lying on the bed.

"It's still the same as yesterday, he's not conscious" I said I was confused about how else to treat my son, so that he quickly wake up.

"How should we go, ma'am?"

"Maybe! if today, he's still not awake, I plan tomorrow to move to a bigger hospital.although the odds are the same as here. But I will do my best for my son." Answers explained.

Dali was just a mangosteen, then got up, approached the body of my son, who was still lying, with several aids, ranging from breathing tubes, to heart rate gauges, complete his suffering.

"Spirit Sir! everyone in the office, waiting for the presence of the father.When you are like this, we all do not have the right figure." said my son's assistant, seen his eyes that condense, showing so loyal he to the boss. he rubbed the clear liquid that was about to spill in his eyes and then he came back to me, who was still sitting on the hospital couch.

"So I met with Erni's mother, I think, she is here to accompany Mr. Arfan. but my guess is wrong, it turns out Erni's mother in the hospital, still accompanied by a distraction........!" dali stopped while closing his mouth.

"Yes yesterday too, I met the woman jal4ng.she with the PD wants to sue for divorce against her husband.Even she threatened, will take all the property that Arfan has." I chimed in on the words of my son's assistant.

"Rubber, just now Ms. Erni also said the exact same thing that Mother had said just now.she asked to convey to Mr. Arfan, when she was divorced, she asked to convey to him, then Mr. Arfan will not get a penny. because all the property owned by Mr. Arfan is all in the name of Ms. Erni. Not only threatened Mr. Arfan, I also suffered the threat. if he can already control the company owned by Mr. Arfan. I was the first one to get kicked" Dali explained at length.

"You don't worry, if that unlucky 4n woman gets control of my son's company, and fires you from there. You just choose which position, which you want in my office." I replied so that he would not worry about the future of his work.

"Thank you so much for the offer, Mom! but if it really happens, I want to choose to sell, open my own business. Because if not with Mr. Arpan, I can not imagine. It feels lazy when it comes to connecting with new people." replied dali while taking a deep breath.

After finishing chatting, Dali said goodbye, to continue his work in the office.I reminded my son's subordinates, so as not to think too much about the state of his employer, he must remain focused on his work.

After Dali left, I also approached the bed where my son was lying down. I sat on the chair beside the bed, which had been provided by the hospital.I looked at a very worried face, I looked at the hospital, just a very slow sigh, which emanated from his face.not felt any clear details fell down my cheeks.it feels if you may ask, just let me replace him, yes, passing through the pain so deep that arfan suffered, until he hurt himself.

My son's eyes seemed to move a little, like someone who was about to open their eyes, but after a long wait the eyes remained closed, there was a clear liquid flowing from the corner of the net. it makes my heart ache even more, the more hateful the person who made my son's condition what it is now.

I took the tissue that was on the hospital nightstand, then rubbed the clear liquid, which came out soaking my son's cheeks.

"Excite ya! you must be strong!" I said in a soft voice, unable to withstand the tightness in the chest.

"Wake up son! I'm afraid I'm alone here!" I kept talking encouraging my son, so he had the motivation to come back to life.

"You could? leave mom alone here! wake come! wakeup!" I kept begging, hoping my son could hear.

I looked at my son's whole body, saw his finger slightly moving, when I asked him to speak. It may be true what the doctor said at that time, my son could still hear with voices around, he said, but his body alone could not respond to his brain.

Looking at Arfan like that, I continue to encourage and motivate my son. Although actually I also need motivation.it does not feel like heart, let alone there are some of my words that make him shed tears, but I kept doing it, so he could get back up.

Slowly her eyelids were closed, began to open a little. I was getting excited to continue doing the same. Finally with such an uphill struggle, Arfan began to open his eyes, even though only narrowed. then he took care of the entire ICU room. His gaze stopped after seeing me, who was happy to see the change, because my son was already aware of the coma.

I quickly pressed the nurse's caller button, to tell her about my son, who had kissed.

Shortly waiting, the door of the hospital room was knocked and then put some nurses, approaching to the bed where Arfan was being treated.

"What's up, Mom?" ask the nurse who did not realize Arfan was awake.

"My son! my son!" suddenly my tongue felt mute, Happy and Haru that enveloped the body, until my voice was stuck in the throat.

Hearing my testimony, the nurse looked at Arfan, then she noticed my son, who was lying down.

"Alhamdulillah! mother's child is awake." murmured the nurse while, telling her colleague to call the doctor, to check Arfan's condition is just awakened.

Shortly waiting, the guard doctor came. then he checked the condition of my son.starting from checking his pupils, with a flashlight.

"Thank God the body of the mother's child is all normal, hopefully after this Mr. Arfan can recover as before" explained the doctor while removing the stethoscope, which is attached to his ear.

"Thank you, doc! Keep going now What should I do?" I asked back.

"Mother just relax! and continue to pray.Maybe Mr. Arfan can be aware, it is one of his Mother's Prayers.for the next stage, we will do periodic checks." explained the doctor.

After he finished checking Arfan's condition, the doctor said goodbye and promised later when the specialist came, he would report the results of his examination.

The doctor and nurse finally came out, from the ICU room. left me and arfan who was still lying weak, his eyes were Sayu, staring at me. He seemed to move his fingers like calling. I quickly approached too.

"Yes, what's the fan?" I said as I sat back in the chair beside the bed, then gently stroked my son's hair, lovingly. Hair looks wet with sweat.he does not convey a word, but looks clear granules back wet his cheeks.

"You are strong, son! mother's child must be healthy again!: I said while wiping the liquid on her cheek, with a wet tissue.

"Udah don't talk first, you have to rest a lot.Let you recover quickly!" stop me when he wants to talk.

I continued to motivate him again, so that Arfan had a reason to survive even though the people he loved so much, and the friends he was proud of, had betrayed him. but there are still a lot of people hanging their lives on him.