Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Misca Dream.
"Ayaaahhh" cried Misca, as she awoke from her dream.
Shirleen who woke up just hugged her daughter.
"Why dear, you're having nightmares" said Shirleen, her hands stroking Misca's hair elus who looked soaked in sweat.
"Drink first" said Jason, he thrusting water at Misca.
He also spontaneously woke up earlier because he heard Misca's screams.
"Bun, Bun's father" said Misca, now the little girl had sobbed.
"Why dear, well it must be this nightmare" said Shirleen, she then hugged her daughter.
"Sister why, hey story dong with Papa" continued Jason.
"Laps, papa... Dad said you wanted to go" Misca said, though Jason could still hear clearly what Misca was saying.
Jason took the girl's hand. "Misca baby, I'm gonna be fine"
"Papa, can you see me"
"Yes tomorrow" Jason replied.
Jason hugged his daughter, perhaps something had happened to Athar so that a child as small as Misca could feel this discomfort.
While Athar, he is still unconscious in the ICU room, fortunately Delia as soon as possible to bring Athar to the hospital, otherwise Athar's life may not be helped.
"Where can this happen anyway, try to explain how maybe Athar can get skewered, lest you want to kill him yaa" asked Delia, asking, the rest of the new anger that he saved for Riska is now increasing, he saw blood stains on Riska's hands and clothes, surely what happened to Athar certainly has something to do with Riska.
"Hiks Hiks" Riska could only cry, she remembered how Athar had prevented her earlier.
But the rice had become porridge, for what was regretted Athar was lying weak unconscious, and all because of his actions.
"You're satisfied..." Delia was furious, even the frills of her sister were no longer worn to call Riska's name.
"After Tiara then why Athar, I will not be able to forgive you if something happens to Athar" threatened Delia.
"Sorry brother Del.." isak Riska, he had already held his sister's hand, I don't know what he did to make Athar like that, he seemed to have gone mad.
"No, before Athar realized I wouldn't be able to forgive you" said Delia sure, she really hated this time.
"Your grandfather must be strong, let's get up the deck" said Delia, he looked at Athar through the glass from the room, he began to remember his childhood with Athar, ah his youngest brother was an adult, he could not accept if something happened to his beloved.
"With Athar Adiandanu's family ?" ask the doctor who just came out of Athar's room.
"I'm Doc, I'm her brother" Delia said.
"I'm also Doc I'm also her brother" followed by Riska.
"The wound is so deep, there's even a little bit of his gut hurt, here's what the patient has a wife, the patient loses a lot of blood, so we need a donor as soon as possible, and also the patient will be in surgery if he can tell immediately other families, especially wives, so that there are no misunderstandings later.
"Just do the best thing, his wife is dead, he's alone, so we're pinning our hopes on the doctor, saving my sister" Delia said.
"Yes well then, please go to the administration, then find a donor for the patient, blood type B positive"
Riska was drowning, Athar was struggling to risk his life, while he could not do anything, his blood type was also different from Athar, as he remembered only his father who had the same blood as Athar, heehh what kind of brother am I he thinks.
Delia immediately headed for the administration, she also contacted her other brother, to ask for blood help that Athar needed.
He also contacted Rendi, to ask for help finding a blood donor, as well as to inform him of how Athar's current condition is.
Jason does not stay silent, unbeknownst to Shirleen he contacts Roy to accompany him somewhere.
Basic Jason there is no ahlak, want me to check, errghh can not tomorrow anything.
Shakira more, always like this, the night used to be like that, Jason was fucking.
"I have to go" Roy said, asking for permission.
"Where ?" ask Shakira.
"I don't know either, the young master just said to make friends, you're fine at home. lock all the doors, I have a spare key, I have a spare key, so if anyone knocks on the door later then never open it, it's definitely not me" Roy said before leaving.
"Well, greetings to your boss, tell him, want his name if the chicken chop is good at check what is in the gorok" said Shakira, although he could say that only if he hadn't heard Jason.
Which actually dares him.
"Okay my dear, I will certainly convey it later" said Roy began seriously.
"Eeh don't don't, be kidding me, don't take it too seriously" Shakira said. Not to let his original mouth even make him get a phone call again from Jason.
"So how" Roy was almost done, he just put his shoes on.
"Yes not how, just work even though it was early this morning" said Shakira, there tucked not so sincere in saying it all.
"Cup" Roy kissed the woman's forehead briefly, lucky Shakira is an understanding wife, but rather not so, obviously can understand because they both are equally afraid of Jason.
"I'm leaving" said Roy.
"Yes well"
"Assynoltom..."
"Greetings waalaikum..."
Roy starts creeping his car, he will meet his young master somewhere, he like to recognize the place when reading the share loc that his young master gave.
"Why should you recognize him" murmured Roy.
Not so long ago, he had arrived at his destination, Mr. Young was waiting there, it was not his fault if he was a little late.
"Young Master" he said.
"Heemm" Jason's brief.
Silence, Roy is still waiting for orders.
"Why long ?" ask Jason again.
"I.." said Roy stopped, he had to say what, what was the reason, should he say that when his young master called earlier he was making love, plus the honesty that the young master is so annoying for example.
"A Royand Zuhrizal is never late, he is always on time, this is the first time yaaa, it's true that getting married can indeed change a person's personality, hopefully you do not change in the performance of your duties, I'm lazy to have to change people" Jason said.
Roy shuddered in horror, but his mistake was nothing, only late, and true that was the first time, he glanced at a glance at his watch.
Only fifteen minutes....
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