Not I'm Taking Him
Bad News

"Assynolayet!. This is with Brother Fajri Anugrera's wife?!".

Ask someone from across there.

I squinted my eyes. I saw the number that called me was my husband's number.

"sorry.

Who is this?!. This is my husband bang Fajri's number.

Someone could have used my husband's cell phone, and called me.

"Betul buk. It's fajri's brother's phone.

We from the police.want to tell mother.if the mother's husband, Fajri Grace had a motorcycle accident.

I am now in a public hospital. We are waiting for my mother to come here.

And we hope you're careful on the road if you drive yourself. lest something happens that will hurt you!". Her speech.

"I...".

"Be careful driving, we wait until mom gets here!

Assalamualaikum.

The phone turned it off.

I'm pensive.

Bang Fajri accident?!.

Last morning bang fajri left by car. but why bang fajri motorcycle accident?!.

I'm just wondering.

Where's bang fajri with a motor?!.

I who began to tremble and break out in cold sweat was very panicked, only able to catch my breath and exhale violently.

I saw the clock on my wrist. Half three in the afternoon.

I packed my desk.cleaned up all a little hastily, still continuing to take a breather and throw rough.

I don't want to be careless, trying to calm my chaotic thoughts and panic.

then take the bag of stables that I used to carry.

"Sir!. I'm getting a quick go home.

There was a phone call from someone, she said my husband had an accident.

I want..".my voice shakes.

Because of holding tightness in the chest.I just barged in my boss's room.

"What hospital?!". asked my boss.

As if understanding my hunting tone.

"The general hospital..".

"Let solar drive you!. You wait in the lobby.

"Thank you sir!". I said straight out of my boss room.

I ran a little when the office elevator stopped in the lobby.

It turns out that the solar pack has been waiting in front of the entrance of the lobby.it even stands at the passenger door by opening the door. It was waiting for me, I thought.

I'll just get in my boss's car. I don't need to get stale because of panic and chaos.

Mr. Surya is my boss's personal driver. Without me saying, Mr. Sun is driving straight to the hospital.

I'm sure the boss told the solar man.

"Thank you sir!". I said.

When the car reached the parking lot igd I immediately went down and ran towards the entrance of the igd.

Hffm...

I breathed, in addition to being claustrophobic from running, also my chest was tight because I was going to see my husband who was said to be in an accident.

I took a breath back, before opening the igd glass door, and

"Sorry. are you Fajri's wife's brother's grace!".

Suddenly someone stopped my steps. I turned my body.

And a high polo stood, until I lifted my neck to see it.

"Yes.

I am his wife bang Fajri!".I replied with breath still hunting.

"Include me, my name is Thunder. I called you earlier.

Let me take you to your husband's place, he's in intensive care.

Come on!". point it towards the intensive space, which is next to the igd.

I just nodded, and followed his steps first.

"I'll ask the guard's permission first!". he said to the nurse's desk.

I looked with a blank look.

"Come, you can see the state of your husband for a moment.

"Thank you!". I replied.

He nodded, letting me into the intensive room. I was directed by a nurse, after wearing intensive room visitor clothing.

I saw that my husband was asleep in an intensive space cage, many hoses and wires in my husband's body.

"Why an accident.

While holding his fingers. My husband has been married for two years.

Even though we have not been gifted a baby, it does not reduce our intimacy.

"Abang!". murmured again.

I cried seeing my husband who was still silent, unconscious.

Suddenly I felt my husband's fingers move.I looked at my husband's face that was still closed.

"Gita.. forgive me. forgive me..!". murmured my husband.

"sorry is double.....

"Doctor....

Call me tight.

I don't know what my husband was mumbling about.

Doctors and nurses were busy handling my husband who suddenly had shortness of breath in his coma.

I could only cry when I was dribbled out of the intensive room. Stand in front of the door.

Crying when the doctor gives the news

And

Suddenly my body floated, I don't know what happened after that, I don't know.

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