Doctor Rona And Hot Daddy
Leona Siuman

...Among the stretch of blue horizon, painted a beautiful expanse that seemed endless. Mutual tones, accompanying every temple of life. Is there an endless end, if the orange always erodes blue. Replacing beauty with beauty....

...(.(.Merona Dusk)...

...*****...

The hospital corridor was starting to quiet. The lights started to turn on. The rustling of leaves blown by the wind ushered in a feeling of sadness waiting for news that did not arrive. One hour is not a short time when anticipated every second. The more awaited, the time seems to be getting away. The more anticipated, the clock rotates so slowly.

Next to the door of the ICU room, a man grew riled up. He leaned his back against the wall with his feet tapped on the floor.

"This is why for so long, are they all sleeping in the room?" Roland looked for a gap to be able to see the condition of his wife. He tiptoed, seeing now the state of Leona is weak with endotracheal breathing pipes attached in her mouth. Not to mention the needle embedded on the back of the left hand is connected with a blood transfusion hose. There was a faint sound of a monitor showing his wife's heart rate going up and down.

Roland squinted his eyelids, wanting to see what the doctors and nurses were doing to Leona, but the back of someone wearing medical clothes blocked his view.

"Ish, slide dong. I wonder if I want to know my wife's condition!" Roland spoke for himself. His forehead intertwined when he realized the words spoken from his mouth. "My wife? Haish...laughable!"

His concentration was diverted back to the frail body lying motionless. One of the nurses injected fluid into Leona's arm. And the woman next to him whispered something to the nurse and took off the medical gloves and walked towards the closed door.

Roland hurriedly greeted a woman who pulled the door handle. "How's my wife, Doc?"

The doctor removed the mask. "Your wife is fine. His condition is stable, currently unconscious because of the dope effect we gave."

"La-then the baby in her belly?" ask Roland. He clasped the doctor's arm with a hopeful look on his face.

"The baby is fine too. The mother and the baby are both strong and have a high spirit of survival," she replied and then patted Roland's hand.

"Sa-I can see my wife's condition?" Roland's expression made the doctor before him smile.

"Fifteen more minutes the patient will be moved and you can meet him in the treatment room." The doctor left the man in front of her who was fixated due to the blue raging feeling.

Half an hour later,

Leona blinked her eyes, slowly opening her tightly closed eyelids. He stared at the ceiling of the room and inhaled the distinctive aroma of the Hospital. Leona felt that someone was watching, she turned her head. Leona could not cover the ripples of her surprised face when she saw Roland sitting beside her bed. The man smiled warmly. A long-lost smile from her husband.

"Why is my brother here? Leona doesn't need Brother Roland! Leona doesn't need anyone!" Leona turned her face away, hiding the eyeballs that were starting to water.

"Do you really need anyone? Don't need your older brother Roland who used to hold and buy you cotton candy if you're sad?" scatter Roland in one breath. He held Leona's hand. Leona jerks.

"Let go of my hand, brother!" Leona pulled her hand, Roland quickly dipped her. "What the hell?!" Leona.

"Pa-my papa how's Brother? Papa's okay, right?" Leona pulled her body at once, forgetting her own condition. He grimaced as the stitches above the wound were drawn.

Roland stood up then gently pulled Leona's body into his arms. "Your father is in surgery, there's a blood clot in his head. Edward and Rona are waiting in front of the operating room."

"Papa... Leona wants to see papa Kak. Take Leona to papa. Leona couldn't keep quiet like this!" Leona cried, Roland pressed the Nurse Call button. "Please deliver Leona Kak!" Leona roared, her right hand trying to pull the infusion needle. Fortunately, a nurse came and injected sedatives into the infusion.

"Le-o-na.. pity pa-pa.." the disturbance faltered, before he fell asleep due to the effect of the medicine given by the nurse.

"Thank you, Sus.." said Roland kindly. He pulled his head down and was reciprocated with a nod. The room that was originally rowdy, returned to its original state, quiet.

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"Prophe baby. If you act like this, pity me. Papa is struggling between life and death. Give encouragement and positive words. Although the ears can't hear it, your inner eye feels what you're saying!" Rona rubbed his back with pity. The man she used to see with her prowess could sit curled up like a child losing a mother.

Edward nodded slowly, he blabbed his two moist eyes from tears. The jarring is solved by the sound of the phone vibrating inside the bag of pants.

Edward

Hm...what?

Roland

Edward

Mercifully

(Edward rubbed his face, the wrinkles eroded slightly)

Then how is my sister doing now?

Roland

She was hysterical because she knew her father was being operated on. Now that your sister's asleep, the nurse gave her a sedative

Edward

Take good care of my sister

Roland

What reward?

Edward

You can have dinner with my wife

Roland

(Chuckles) I hold your word!

Rona who heard her husband's sloppily was stunned and spoke in a high tone. "What the fuck is Edward? You're making me in return?"

Edward shifted his sitting position and tilted his legs. "Relax baby, I didn't mean it. After all Roland won't charge me for my words!" Edward squeezed his wife's chin. Rona looked away.

"Hey.. believe me!" pinta Edward pulled his wife's cheek. Rona smiled a forced smile.

"How can I believe Roland's been harassing and teasing me all along! You and Roland are like a betel in two. It's equally frustrating, and in both of you're brains there's only sek-s and sek-s!" Rona pointed at her right temple.

Edward chuckled, "But that's what you like about me, isn't it, baby...?" Edward stroked Rona's face, staring at the netra that was able to make her heart calmer.

"I want to buy coffee, you want?" Edward took his hand off Rona's cheek, then stood up.

"I don't want to drink coffee. Just buy him some hot chocolate milk," Rona's pinta pulled her head up because Edward was standing in front of her.

"Is there anything else?" ask Edward again.

"Em.2 servings of sandwiches. Give one to your favorite sister-in-law!" Rona pulled her eyebrows up.

"All right, wait a minute, baby." Edward turned his back. Just as he was stepping, his body stiffened from encountering someone who was provoking his emotions.

...*****...

...How's everything going? May you always be healthy and happy......

...Thank you for all your support on Dr. Rona's novel. Hopefully this novel can continue to accompany the days of all friends....