
"This is how you treat your wife? Why are your emotions so short, Gibran? Even though I am jealous of your mother, I did not hurt your mother physically after we married first. But, what do you see now? Your jealousy towards your wife is too much, you should know that anything excessive is not good." Satya scolded Gibran with long and wide words, Gibran just lowered his head to hear it. He admitted at this time he felt guilty for unintentionally hurting the heart and physique of the person he loved so much.
"Dad, already! Do not put a burden on our son. All of this was an accident, no one wanted to make Jasmine intentionally injured like that. A husband will never harm his wife unless he has no brain and no heart." Ranti who is currently holding Gio is sad because of everything that is happening now. She already knew the reason Satya was so afraid of losing her daughter-in-law, she had misunderstood and thought that her husband had a special relationship with his daughter-in-law. However, he regretted having thought so when he found out that there was a strong reason behind it.
"Mother sit down! Poor our youngest son, he should not have heard voices that frightened him." Satya leads Ranti and invites her to sit in the waiting chair of the hospital.
Currently, they were in front of the operating room because Jasmine had to be operated on due to a fracture in the back of her head. If Jasmine was not operated on, it was likely that Jasmine would not be able to survive to live, in other words, Jasmine would probably die.
I'm a real jerk, I shouldn't be jealous of my own best friend. Dear God, please save my wife, I can't help it if she leaves me now.
Gibran leaned against the hospital wall, his hands clenched tightly and he looked up so that what he saw now was the ceiling of the hospital roof.
"Dad, would you still be honest with Jasmine later if she was conscious?" Ranti looked at her husband with worried face.
"At first yes, but seeing him like this. I'm afraid that later he'll get sicker because of a lot of thoughts." Satya leaned her head on the wife's shoulder weakly.
"Looks like don't tell him first, Dad. Let our son-in-law get well first." Ranti rubbed Satya's cheek with her right hand, because her left hand she used to hold her son's body so as not to escape from her sling.
"Yes, Bun. Gio's been drinking breast milk yet?" Satya looked at her youngest son wryly. Pinched slowly Gio's cheek which is currently a herd in his sling.
"Well, Dad. I'm sorry that you misunderstood the same, Dad." Ranti kissed her husband's cheek gently.
"It should be the father who apologizes to Mother for making Mother misunderstand." Satya embraces Ranti's clothes, they are still equally worried about their daughter's struggling condition in the operating room at the moment.
Flasbacks
Shortly after signing the letter of approval for Jasmine's operation. Satya sat in front of the operating room with a very chaotic feeling. Five minutes passed, Satya felt that someone was hugging her very tightly while crying out in sorrow.
That person was Ranti and their youngest son who was in the arms of the wife. Ranti is angry and disappointed to see Satya's excessive attitude towards her daughter-in-law. Finally, Ranti hesitantly asked what was the reason for her husband to so much concern for his daughter-in-law.
"Dad, you know this is not the right time to ask personal questions. But you don't want any misunderstanding between us. Actually, why is it that since Jasmine came home from Paris, Dad's attention has always been on her?" ranti asked after releasing her embrace.
"What's wrong, Dad?" Ranti was a little curious and relieved to know that her husband was paying attention to Jasmine not because he liked her.
"Dad accidentally bumped into Jasmine's mother, Bun. His condition is still critical and comatose, until now we have not been aware." Satya as he pleased, he actually accidentally hit his iron, that night Satya's car brakes were problematic until when someone crossed the road, Satya could not avoid the person.
"Innalallahi, why don't you ever tell me the same thing, Mommy?" Ranti knew how Satya was feeling right now. He must have been afraid to tell her and Gibran and Jasmine. Ranti is very familiar with the nature of her husband who often harbors her own problems because he does not want to make others dizzy because of her problems.
"Dad's afraid you'll be angry the same, dad. I can't bear it if you hate me because I've hurt my own father's clothes." Satya hugs his wife with a very chaotic feeling, if he does not remember still having a wife and child who still needs affection and attention from her. Maybe Satya will choose to commit suicide because he cannot withstand all the problems he faces. He realized that he was no longer young, not as strong and patient as when he was young.
"Don't think about it, Dad! Now the most important thing is our daughter-in-law, the matter of Jasmine's mother we'll talk about later!" Ranti actually wants to cry right now, but if she cries, who will calm her husband?
"Dad was afraid that Jasmine would become resentful of him and affect his relationship with Gibran." Satya was still overwhelmed with feelings of guilt.
End flashback.
Gibran paced back and forth while biting his thumb finger to slightly reduce the anxiety that plagued his heart. Bayu dizzy looking at Gibran who went back and forth like an iron.
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"Prepare the pacemaker sisters!" order of a doctor in charge of maintaining the stability of the patient's heart rate during surgery.
"All right, Doc." The ordered sisters immediately carried out their duties. The other nurse was still focused on helping the doctor who was busy operating on Jasmine's head.
They are tense, they are afraid, but they can still be professional because this is their daily task. Fight with the patient's body with scissors and medical knives and other health equipment.
Just gluing the bone and sewing the incision marks on Jasmine's head. The operation will be declared completed. However, when everything was done, Jasmine's heart pressure was extremely low, her heart rate weakened so much that the blood that was pumped to be spread throughout the body was slightly inhibited, hampered, it makes the oxygen supply that should be until the brain is reduced. If everything stopped, then Jasmine would definitely not survive.
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Seriate.