
“If you help me get out of here, I'll reward you later, you know who I am?” Bastian said a little arrogantly.
The nurse did not want to, because in the room there is a surveillance camera if he helps, he will get into big trouble.
Bastian had to work hard to immobilize the man's nurse and change his clothes for the patient's clothes.
Bastian was finally able to escape from rehab.
Bastian fled the rehab center, his main destination to where Rara was treated, with a hasty move to enter one of the private hospitals in the southern Jakarta area.
Bastian has not changed the nursing uniform, the shirt also looks small on his body, showing the hand muscles that slightly poking behind the white shirt. But Bastian no longer cares about the clothes he wears he just wants to see his wife.
He stood in front of the cashier's desk asking for the room Rara occupied.
“Sorry sir, who are you? We do not carelessly provide information about patients according to family requests.” Said a nurse with a look at her full of investigation,
It was understandable because the nurse clothes he was wearing looked strange on his body,
“I am her husband,” said Bastian confidently.
But the nurse looked on with a look of disbelief, as Rara herself had spent almost weeks in the hospital there never seeing her husband. He looked full of suspicion.
All right, whatever you want to think about me, he said.
“If it's her husband's father, ask the Doctor in charge,” the nurse said.
“Who is the Doctor, can I meet you?.”
“Boleh, Doctor Irma is in charge, it just so happens that today Doctor Irma is again on leave,” said the Nurse kindly.
Bastian suddenly quietly hears the name of Doctor Irma, Ken's mother. He was ashamed to have to see her.
Because his relationship with Ken lately is not good and his mother also knows it.
Only one can help her Doctor Haris her family doctor. Fortunately, he also took the nurse's cell phone.
I have to thank the nurse for lending me her phone, she said slowly.
Though kuntilanak also know, if his phone is not loaned as a nurse, but taken by force by him.
He swiped his phone screen pressing Doctor Haris's number asking for his help to find the whereabouts of his wife's hospital.
“Please Bro, I can't go in,” said Bastian.
He fell silent and finally found out that Rara was no longer in the hospital. Knowing Rara moved the hospital abroad, as a husband she felt useless as a husband. If he is angry, he will be of no use, he must be angry at whom. Babe same Mak must be sad and surprised murmured in his heart.
He was sitting limp on a chair near the hospital park, not knowing what to do. He escapes from his medical center to meet Rara but cannot see his wife.
“I miss you so much, Ra,” he said holding his chest.
On the other hand Viona was awake, but not yet willing to talk and her body could not be moved, she just sat in a wheelchair with empty eyes.
Hartati comes to see him as a matter of care, so that the Viona family asks the family not to imprison Bastian, hoping Bastian can get out of prison.
“We are willing to release Bastian from prison, on my own bail,” said Mr. Viona.
Ms. Hartati seemed happy to hear that.
But as people say there is nothing free in this world, except to waste the wind.That sentence should have been heard Hartati, before he felt happy.
“Thank you, I'm so happy,” said Hartati expectantly.
“What is it?” hartati asked with a face looking at the man with a stiffened face at last.
“Bastian must marry Viona, he must take responsibility for what he has done,” she said .
Hartati can only be silent not dare to answer, he knows Bastian will not want to do that because he knows, if Bastian really loves his wife.
“But he is married.”
“Certify his wife,” his request as well as his will.
“I'll talk to him first,” said Ms. Bastian.
It's a heavy choice. Bastian will be out of prison with the option he will marry the woman.
Bastian still felt helpless his brain could not be invited to think. Wanting to meet Rara, he wanted to follow even no address he got.
He resigned to the situation, wanted to be picked up by the police or picked up by the mental hospital he would receive. From the rehab center her mother knew where she was.
He comes to Bastian's apartment and finds the man sitting in his apartment balcony sitting alone.
“Tian, what are you doing here? you should have met with the Doctor,” said his mother approached Bastian.
“Do you think I'm crazy? it was you who drove me crazy.”
“Bastian why are you talking like that?” Mother approached.
“Mother stopped being pretentious in front of me, same mother Oma is just as evil, you are Devil-hearted women,” said Bastian emotion made Hartati shocked to hear,” those harsh words from her son.
“Tian don't talk like-“
“Do you want to eliminate me now? do it..! Mom and omah just want treasure, even the lives of people you easily lose! I hate all of you, from today don't consider me a child mother” said Bastian with emotion.
“Bastian why are you talking like that to me?
“Didn't mom also want to tell people to want to harm Rara too?”
“Ah.it's a-a-“
“Quite ma'am, I'm ashamed to be born to this family,” said Bastian, “I should have gone a long time when he took me away from you all.
I should have chosen Rara back then, maybe I could still see my son and wife right now. But at the moment they leave me, I'm frustrated, my heart hurts so much,” she said, her shoulders shaken “ do you know I was so happy when Rara was pregnant mom? I always feel her move every morning, she kicks a small –kick every time I call her,” Bastian said
Swiping the water droplets that flow from the end of his eyes. “You took away my son's life ,” said Bastian in a trembling voice.
“Bastian wasn't the mom to do it, why are you blaming mom? he is also my grandson, mother is also sad,” Hartati said in a weak voice, feeling guilty in front of her son.
“Mother is the same as omah, both thirsty for wealth and thirst for power to the point of not caring about the lives of others,” said Bastian.
“Starting today, I want to throw Salim's name out of my name and I don't want any more part of this family,” he said, full of anger.
“Bastian don't talk like that, which child speaks like his parents.”
“Iya right, where parents who do not think about the happiness of their own children and only think about themselves, even want to eliminate the lives of their own grandchildren,” he said.
Hartati felt increasingly guilty, crying at the painful words coming out of Bastian's mouth.
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