Sacred In Stain
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Chapter 69. Backrest

Amanda's gaze turned Wulan, scowling clearly dislike Wulan's sentence just now.

“The lawyer who became the lawyer Mas Dion is my family's legal team. I can't just use their services!” sergeant Amanda spoke after becoming a spectator.

Wulan was made to flinch in shock, not predicting Amanda's reaction would be this.

“Not so dear Manda, Mother .. I just run Dion's message not to give Afkar to Khalisa,” said Wulan softened, his tone that had risen by several octaves, and so on, freefall is very low if Amanda has raised her voice. Afraid that the gold mine is out of his grasp.

“What the hell is this rowdy? Make my head dizzy! Mbak Khalisa, his legal representative has also brought an official letter. Let Afkar be taken with Khalisa. Why stay here too? Where else does it hurt like who wants to take care? Ceu Wati also has another job. I paid Ceu Wati not to make that kid. If I personally obviously do not want to take care of ya, make it a hassle. The cry is also noisy, disturb my baby. The children of Mas Dion are not only Afkar. There's our son too.” Amanda raced with a wryly bent look, unsightly.

“But Manda, what if Dion asks where Afkar is with Mom, what do you have to answer?” she persuaded.

Honestly, Wulan felt unacceptable to see Khalisa who even looked better than before when he met again even though he had been separated forcibly from Afkar. Khalisa should appear in a state of chaos and dishevel, not beautiful shine. The devil wants to torture more, satisfy the ego.

“Yes it's Mom's problem. Not my problem!” reply Amanda cynical, bodo time.

“Sir Yudhistira, Mrs Khalisa, just brought Afkarnya. The sooner the better. Here also just make the house smell of vomit,” he said with a disgusted expression, covering the nose.

Although Amanda's attitude is very disrespectful and not empathetic, but for this time Khalisa felt grateful even if only a little, but, thanks to Amanda who does not want Afkar to stay in this house smooth the path of carrying the heart of the heart.

“Thank you Ms. Amanda, for her good cooperation as a fellow citizen. My estimation is not wrong, classy people like you have certainly digested information differently, responded intelligently, not digested with muscle,” Yudhis said, always give thanks as whatever the situation may be as adab in every affair, especially when the intent is fruitful, by slipping a little subtle innuendo to Wulan at the end of the sentence.

“But Man_” Sentence Wulan cut off quickly by Amanda.

“Stop, Mom! I have a right to decide whatever happens here, because this is my home and I need peace in my place! Remember, this is not Mom's house!” firmly Amanda, silencing thousands of objections that were forced to swallow Wulan roundly despite hate to lose to Khalisa.

Carrying Afkar in a rag, Khalisa and Yudhis hurried. And as he passed by Wulan who was standing outside the room, Khalisa paused for a moment. With a glaring glare glazed by the tear-soaked curtains, Khalisa said emphasizing his words along with bubbling anger.

“If something bad happens to my son after this, remember well these words of mine. I'll sue and chase after Mr. Dion as well as you Miss Wulan until I get the reward worth it until I die! Catch that!” boldly, no more timid Khalisa, only a flaming anger from a wounded mother.

Outside the fence Khalisa had crossed with Dania. And Khalisa didn't care, hit Dania's shoulder tight before getting into the car.

Yudhis black car sped quickly out of Amanda's residence. Khalisa did not stop crying while hugging Afkar tightly. Invaded by great anxiety to see the condition of his son who is increasingly weak and tired. Any mother must be worried out of bias and sad not play when her child falls ill especially sick like this. Khalisa's world seemed almost collapsed watching his baby lie helpless after splitting three months more than him.

Khalisa misses his Afkar calling him 'Unda', but the little guy now only moans weakly when he meets him. Khalisa kissed his son again, his whole face, his head, even his tiny hands did not escape the kiss of love and affection. The more sad when feeling correctly the body of his son who is thinner than before. Narrating do’a in heart, pleading for the safety of his son, hoping very not too late.

Yudhis followed the map's guide, looking for the nearest hospital for emergency treatment. Of course for a while, because Yudhis will take Afkar to a hospital whose facilities remain adequate but guaranteed safe security, so that the patient's important information is kept confidential, he said, for the sake of calm Khalisa and Afkar who are sick from Dion's disorder that will definitely undermine after this.

“Bang, sorry, Afkar so dirty Abang's car,” ciict Khalisa on the sidelines sedu sedu sedu when Afkar again vomit, although the volume is only a little.

“Already, don't think about it. We're almost to the nearest hospital.”

Yudhis took charge of holding Afkar as he reached a nearby hospital, running with Khalisa behind him to the emergency department. Yudhis even yelled loudly in the ER asking Afkar to be dealt with immediately because the toddler was getting limp and pale and flooded with cold sweat.

Nurse with the doctor who is diligent in handling, Yudhis also asked the pediatrician on duty to be called immediately to be involved. At the end of the bed Khalisa clasped his own hands tightly, biting his lips to hold the sob with tears that continued to break. Afraid loss. If something bad happened to his son Khalisa could not even imagine, feel like a mother who failed to take care of his child.

“Parent patient please wait outside first for a while, for the benefit of treatment,” pinta nurse, pinta, and with a heavy heart Khalisa retreated though unwillingly after Yudhis whispered that the nurse's request was also for the recovery of his son.

“Afkar, sorry Mother, Son. Maafin, Mommy,” the pain outside the ER door. “Afkar will be fine right Bang?” tanya Khalisa choked with sadness in his throat.

Yudhis heart and chest were also squeezed to see the bias of the wet eyeball Khalisa so fragile now. Yudhis understands very well, when humans are fragile all it takes is comfort words and calming actions to strengthen, not a long narrative. Expect a little to treat a broken heart.

“Hmm.” Yudhis nodded while commenting on his reassuring smile as usual.

The growing affection combined with the unbearable shakes, moving Yudhis arm towards Khalisa's shoulder. Slowly pulling the petite body of the woman into an embrace after previously always holding back, patting Khalisa's back gently soothe. Not an orgasm hug.

“We have endeavored, now is the time to’a, pleading the best for the healing of Afkar.”

At this honest time Khalisa needs a backrest after a long time always swallow all the suffering solace alone. Khalisa's cry broke out in Yudhis's arms, his back shook violently, his hands held the sides of Yudhis's shirt tightly, and his tears flooded Yudhis's shirt drenched there.

Seriate.