IVANNA, Princess Sultan Belongs to the CEO
Dad's Sick

Ivanna Hanindya Dirgantara, the beautiful girl Crown Princess of the Aerospace family, grew up and became a mature woman who was so graceful, hashtagged and reluctant by many people.

Beautiful girl who has a myriad of intelligence that is not owned by other girls ranging from scientific, sports, martial, and automotive. Unlimited wealth, allowing him to get whatever he wants.

Now little Ivanna is 21 years old with a piece of achievement that he has achieved together with his brother, Fajri. Starting from his bachelor's degree, he added a professor because he found new things in the process of making the first rocket company Fajri.

At the moment Ivanna is at the shooting training ground, he is enjoying a period where he can still be free to do anything without obstacles and others. Until Ivanna's phone rang, Irfan's personal assistant called her.

"Miss, Mr. Irfan has a heart attack, he's in the ICU. Madame Fajira is already on her way here. I can't do anything because the doctor has to ask the family for permission, Miss!" pandu lirih.

It's like Ivanna's electrocuted dropped her expensive phone because she got the call. He immediately went to the hospital when he got the news he really did not want. Luckily the atmosphere of the middle road was empty and he could drive his car quickly to the Dirgantara hospital.

Ivanna meets Fajri in the hospital lobby, and they run to the ICU room where Irfan is being treated.

Even Fajira rushed quickly to go to the hospital and was lucky that he was already in the room.

The heart of Fajri and Ivanna seemed to want to escape, when listening to the news. Anxiously, they waited for his parents who were still inside.

"Well, I'm okay, aren't I?" I asked Ivanna who was crying.

His body trembled with a pale face, making Fajri immediately hug the beautiful girl. He stroked Ivanna's head gently.

"We have a lot to say, baby!. Hopefully, I'm okay!" fajri said with a trembling voice.

"Hiks, Dede's scared, bang!" ivanna said sniffled.

You are scared too, baby! Really, even very scared!. Inner Fajri was worried.

He always looks strong in front of Ivanna and her family. There was nothing he could do right now, other than pray for the safety of his father.

For nearly half an hour they stood there, until two nurses came out pushing a gurney carrying the unconscious Fajira, and still wearing special clothes.

"Mother? Mother!" peekik Fajri was surprised when he saw the beautiful angel lying.

"Mother!" ivanna also screeched.

They immediately followed the gurney to the IGD not far from there.

"Well, why is it like this?" ivanna grabbed her hair.

His body went limp and slid to the floor, in front of Fajira's room. Fajri immediately embraced Ivanna who had calmed down and calmed his sister.

"Dear, don't be like this! Don't be weak, deck! Who is the same brother?" said Fajri helping Ivanna to stand up.

"Hisk, why? why do you and your mom have to be sick?" ivanna's scream caught the attention of the people there.

"Sir, relax, baby! relax, deck!" fajri hugged Ivanna.

He could not hold back his tears. They could only cry behind the curtain, until the doctor who examined Fajira came out from there.

"Master, Fajri? Madame Fajira, we're dead!" said the doctor.

Ivanna continued to rise and saw the state of Fajira who looked weak and exhausted.

"Mother? hiks, don't get sick! who's gonna take care of dad and us later?" ivanna cried while hugging Fajira.

"Dad's okay, deck! You are just exhausted and panicking!" said Fajira lirih while rubbing Ivanna's head gently.

"Hiks, Dede's scared, Buna. Dede's scared!" ivanna was still sobbing on Fajira's shoulder.

While Fajri is trying to calm himself down, he should be strong at the moment. He looked at Ivanna and Fajira, they were the purpose of my life, and Sapphira.

"Don't you?" call Fajira.

Fajri's tears came back without being able to hold back. He approached Fajira and hugged them while crying.

"Hiks, it turns out Brother is not strong, Mother! My brother is scared too!" said Fajri no less sobbing.

"Already, darling. Mother, here. Everything is fine!" fajira calms his children.

"Don't get sick!" fajri and Ivanna said at the same time.

"Yes, kid. Mother is just exhausted. Now, look at Daddy first!" said Fajira smiling.

"Dede, accompany, Mother is here huh. You want to see Daddy first!" fajri said, Tearing away her tears.

"Yes, bang. Tell Dede how things are, Dad!" ivanna is still sobbing.

"Yes, honey. You lie on the side, Mother!" said Fajri lifting up Ivanna's weak body to go up the gurney.

"Go first, Mother, Dede!" said Fajri peeked their eyebrows in turn.

"Yes, son!" said Fajira smiling.

Fajri immediately stepped into the ICU room where Irfan was being treated. Luckily, he met Safira who was running towards him.

"Mas!" call Safira and embrace Fajri.

"Darling?" call Fajri choked.

"Father's condition is stable, Mom! But Dad was not aware. I just got out of the ICU!" safira hugged Fajri tightly.

"Said the nurse who was there, Mother fainted, Mas? how's he doing now?" tanya Safira was worried.

"Mother is conscious, baby. Now I'm with Ivanna in the IGD room" said Fajri lirih

"We must be strong, Mommy! Let's see how Dad is doing!" Take Safira.

They walk while holding hands. Fajri is still trying to control himself and his emotions, so as not to be the center of attention of others.

Incidentally, when Fajri was in front of the door of the ICU room. The doctor who treated Irfan had just come out, and they passed him. Fajri immediately flocked the doctor with various questions.

"Mr Irfan is past his critical period. We just have to wait, when did Mr. Irfan realize! You're lucky, Mrs Fajira is so good at handling cases like this!" said the male doctor rubbed Fajri's shoulder.

"Thank God! can I go inside, doctor?" ask Fajri expectantly.

"May, but only one man. Please come in, there will be a nurse who helps to sterilize, before meeting with the patient!" said the doctor.

"Thank you, doctor!" fajri forced his smile.

"Come in, Mom! I'll wait here" Safira gently stroked Fajri's back.

"Yes, baby!" Said Fajri stepping into the room.

It must follow a set of protocols that are required to be adhered to. Wearing a special suit, Fajri walked closer to Irfan who was lying weakly on top of the gurney.

He grasped his hand gently and kissed it. Fajri's tears rolled down his cheeks and Irfan's hands.

"Dad?" call Fajri choked.

"Dad, why do you get sick? Wake yuk! We all need it, Dad. Mother is also sick, Father!" fajri said sobbing.

"Wake, yuk! You must be strong, you can definitely get through this. Aji please! it turns out Aji is not that strong," said Fajri increasingly sobbing.

He hasn't cried like this in a long time. His strong body weakened when faced with news he was very unwilling to hear.

Fajri continues to invite his father to speak, until Irfan shows a conscious movement from his criticism.

"Dad? Dad up?" fajri asked in surprise and gleam while wiping his tears.

He immediately pressed the emergency button so that the doctor could come quickly.

"Thank God, I'm awake! hyx,... Don't be sick anymore! Aji doesn't want to lose, Dad!" said Fajri sobbed and hugged Irfan.

"Dad, it's okay son!" irfan said soft and clean.

"Excuse me! Sorry, Mr. Fajri, please wait outside. Let me check how things are going, Mr Irfan!" said doctor.

"Please my father, doctor!" fajri said before leaving the room.

Fajri immediately took off all his attributes and walked out toward Safira who was still standing in front of the door with trembling hands.

"Darling?" call Fajri smile and hug his wife.

"How's it going, Dad, honey?" safira asked impatiently.

"Dad, we're all human!. Now you follow, Mother. Let me take care of you here!" fajri lema said.

"Ah, thank goodness! I see the conditions, Mother first, Mas. You sure I live alone?" said Safira crying haru and make sure Fajri's condition.

"Yes, I'm fine, baby! Careful, yes!" fajri smiled and wiped away Safira's tears.

The young mother immediately went to the place of Ivanna and Fajira to tell him the good news. He walked quickly to a special room in the IGD room so he could go with his in-laws.

"Mother?" call Safira when he sees Fajira still awake, while rubbing Ivanna's head that has fallen asleep.

"Sister? how are things, dad?" ask Fajira lirih.

"Dad is dead, Mother. It was checked with the doctor again" said Safira stroked softly Fajira's head.

"Ah, thank goodness. Mother, very afraid if anything happens to you, Father!" said Fajira breathing a sigh of relief.

"Hopefully, everything is fine, Mother!" Safira.

"Aamiinu. Now one thing you're afraid of! Because you're sick, Ivanna will automatically take your place, Dad! Mother is afraid, Dede is not ready!" said Fajira sighing.

"I'm sure Dede is a strong woman, Mother. We have to support him whatever the decision is, dede later!" safira strengthened his in-laws.

"Hopefully, just!" said Fajira smiling.

They waited a while for Ivanna to wake up from her sleep and Fajira was already feeling better.

Doctors say, if the development of Irfan is quite good, and soon can be moved to the inpatient room.

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TO BE CONTINUE

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