In the afternoon, Bryana sat in a chair waiting in front of the operating room with Lily. She and her in-laws are waiting for Dean who is undergoing surgery.
Silently, Bryana looked down at the thought of whatever could have happened to Dean. head wounds are quite vulnerable and endanger a person's life. She couldn't help but fear for her husband's safety. The image of the intimacy she had with her husband for more than two months seemed to keep spinning like a crumpled tape. until without feeling it, tears have rolled down her cheeks again and again. My God, that woman is really in fear.
"Bryana, your face is pale and you look limp. Are you sick?" asked Lily who had been watching her daughter-in-law.
"I'm just not feeling well, Mom. It's been unwell this morning, " Bryana replied while wiping her tears." I didn't expect Dean to have an incident that made him so badly injured. This feeling of malaise, nothing compared to Dean's pain. "
