When I Give Up

When I Give Up
Chapter 41 Chest And Heart Pain


It was not a difficult thing for a Samuel Richard to find in the hospital where Praja Wijaya was currently being treated.


The man has a fairly extensive network in various places, including in hospitals and in other hidden places in the country.


"Silver Sam is sure Mr Praja is in this hospital?" asked Ardina with a feeling of unease.


"of course. My men have been combing through every hospital in this town. And this is where your husband is." Samuel Richard answered with great confidence.


"You can enter the VIP room Orchid no. 1. There will be a confidant of mine waiting for you there. While I'll find a cold drink first." Samuel replied pointing to a mart in front of the hospital.


"I'm coming, baby. Thirsty," said Prilya quickly. He immediately struggled spoiled on the strong arms of the husband.


"You can go to your own husband's room, right deck?" she continued, looking at Ardina.


The woman nodded. It's no problem to go alone. His longing for the husband was already as high as a mountain.


He immediately replied, "Yes, brother. I'm okay anyway. Please have a drink first. I can't wait to see Praja."


"Yes deck, we'll follow. Black and his wife also temporarily headed to this place. So we can be crowded," said Prilya smiling.


"Eh, do you want us to call mom? So that she doesn't worry about you."


"May you brother. Tell me I'm fine and I'm with Praja."


"Yes. I'll tell mom." Prilya smile.


"Eh, papa and my mother-in-law too. They may not know where Kak Praja is being treated yet" Ardina said as she recalled her husband's parents.


"Yes. We'll call him soon too."


"Yes, I am first, sister," said Ardina with a big smile on her face. The woman left the two men with light steps.


It was like stepping on the wind. Really, he can't wait to meet his beloved husband.


Meanwhile, in the treatment room VIP Orchid no.1.


The room that Ardina was going to.


"Yusta, what are you doing?" praja asked as she felt the girl's hand begin to touch her feet by moving her smooth, smooth fingers.


"Hey, stop Yus!" he exclaimed the man with an uncomfortable feeling.


He felt very strange about the touch if it was done by someone he had nothing to do with.


During this time he was never touched by anyone else except from the hands of his own wife.


"Yus! Stop that!" yelled Praja with an angry hardened face. His forehead hurt because his facial muscles stiffened.


"Can you just shut up? I'm just wondering if your leg still hurts or not." Yusta broken cares.


The strange feeling he felt forced his hand even more to move gently stroking the man's calf skin to skin.


The man's trousers had been removed by the nurse as long as he was unconscious. And now there's a kettle left on his vitals.


And the hand of Yusuf became more and more unstoppable.


"Yepo! How dare you touch me? I broke your hand!" furious Praja with a murderous look.


"Hey! What is it with you Praja Wijaya?! I didn't do anything." Yusta smiled faintly. He did not care about the man's screams. He only wanted to touch the man while he was helpless like this.


Chequelek


The door of the room opened and instantly made the two look towards the door.


"Ardina?"


"Sister Praja? Assalamualaikum."


The woman immediately rushed into the room and approached the husband's bed.


"Mosur." Yusta and Praja answered simultaneously.


"Alhamdulillah, you are not okay brother. I was very worried." said the beautiful woman, kissing her husband's left and right cheeks with a very happy feeling.


He ignored the dislike of Yusuf.


Praja is happy. He even held the nape of his wife with his hand freed from the intravenous needle and then softly poked his lips.


Yusta Yusuf grunted in annoyance. He did not like to see that beautiful sight.


Ardina immediately released the link of her lips with the husband. He then set his eyes on the woman.


He looked at her with an uncomfortable feeling. Her eyes moved down and saw her hand in the blanket of her husband.


"Thank you so much, Yusta. And yes, your hand seems to be in the wrong place" said Ardina in a firm tone.


Yusta immediately pulled his hand out of Praja's blanket.


The woman moved uncomfortably. He was agitated and felt his cheeks warm up in embarrassment. But he tried to smile.


"Alright, since you have met I will leave here soon, ' Yusta said and left immediately.


"Thank you very much Yus." said Praja sincerely.


"Together."


And the two people could only see that the woman's back actually left the treatment room.


"Sir, Alhamdulillah. You turned out to be safe. How are you doing?" Ardina looked at her husband with a feeling-filled look.


"As you can see, baby. God still loves me."


"But did anyone get sick until the woman's hand was in your blanket?" ardina asked as she opened the blanket covering her husband's lower body.


Praja. He can't answer.


"Say brother. Did he touch you?"


"No dear. He was just kidding."


"What does it mean to joke with such a delay!!"


Ardina's eyes glared sharply at her husband asking for an explanation.


"Darling, I'm sick. Can't you just kiss me and not look at me like that?"


Praja is trying to joke.


"No! I don't want you to be touched by anyone else especially with that woman!" Ardina's eyes were still staring at the husband sharply.


"Darling, don't be angry. You're not happy if I'm okay."


"I don't like him like that to you, brother!" Ardina was still angry and jealous.


"Aaargh, O Allah, this is very sick!" Praja immediately shouted in pain. His hand moved squeezing his chest with drama.


"Oh my God, brother. Where does it hurt. I'll call the doctor, yes" Ardina panicked. She pressed the green button on the headboard of her husband's bed.


"Assynnya!"


Along with Ardina's panic, Alif Wijaya and his wife entered the room along with Samuel Richard and Prilya.


"Goddessalam!"


Ardina answered quickly. His eyes looked at those few newly arrived people with faces that looked extremely worried.


"Mama's father, Praja's sister, complained of pain in her chest" the woman reported, kissing her two-in-law's hands.


"Whoops!" lamented Praja with a stifled voice.


Everyone came to him without even having a chance to make small talk.


"What's up, son?"


"Which one hurts?"


"My heart and my heart."


"Eh?!"


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