My Everything

Part 14: Tharn's missing?

"He isn't awake yet?" Tharn asked, it's been almost a week that passed and it's the first time he is allowed inside the room where his wife is. His heart hurts just seeing Type with those tubes and wires attached to his body.

"He isn't but he might any moment" Tine answered, it was him who let Tharn to enter the room since their parents won't let him and he feel pity for his twins husband even though You can't just erase the doubt over night because it takes time to accept it Tine still put his trust to Tharn and he knows that Type will definitely look for his husband once his eyes are open.

Tharn released a heavy sigh, he just wished for Type to wake up as soon as possible.

"Baby, wake up" Tharn whispered to Type even though he knows his wife can't hear him. "The twins are waiting for you" Tharn gently hold Type's hand to his and kiss it.

Tharn swallowed his pride and asked his father to help the police to search for Ice. They already have concrete evidence to get her to jail that no matter how powerful her family is, they still can't take her out of that hell.

It's really not a good sight that Type is sleeping on that bed when it should be Ice who should be on the death bed not his wife. Type's hand moves a bit and luckily Tharn noticed it because he is still holding Gulf's hand.

"Tine... Type's hand moves... call the doctor...Type... baby..." Tharn panicked while Tine immediately rushed out to get the doctor in.

"Baby... my wife, oh god, how are you?" Tharn said to the still eyes closer Type, he doesn't know what to do, he moved aside when the doctor finally arrived.

The doctor discussed to them and Type finally opened his eyes.

"Tharn..." Type called out to him using his very low and dry voice which just pains his husband's heart even more. "Don't cry... it's not your fault" he said, forcing his chapped lips to form a smile.

"I'm sorry, love... I'm sorry" Tharn lost it, he kneeled beside Type's bed while crying his heart out for one more time. Type's parents came and they witnessed the heartfelt situation inside that hospital room. They want to get angry because Tine let Tharn in but seeing their son looking so happy just by seeing Tharn alone removes all their anger.

"Sshhh.. It's okay now, I will be fine. I just need some rest" Type slowly moves his hand to caress Tharn's head then he closed his eyes. Everyone is relieved since Type finally woke up but it didn't stay long because after his talk with his husband, Type didn't open his eyes for days and Tharn is just beside him.

"Tharn... you should go home now. The kids misses you and you need to rest. If Type wakes up, I will call you right away" Tine said, trying to send his brother in law home because he never leave Type's side.

With heavy heart, Tharn went home to his parents where his kids are staying. He took a bath and then talk to the twins to assure them that their mommy will gonna be okay and will go home to them soon.

"Daddy... we miss mommy! Can we visit him?" Alex asked and Tharn thinks for a bit. It's not bad to bring the two to the hospital so they can just get a glimpse of their mom but he don't want to hurt them to let them see the current situation of Type.

"I'll ask dada and papa to accompany you to visit mommy in the hospital, alright? Daddy will just rest" Tharn said giving kiss to his children and then he looked right to his parents before giving them a nod then he went up to his own room which they find it so weird because he never acted that way before. They understands him because just by looking at him, his face looks exhausted.

"Papa? Is he sick?" Natasha asked Mew about their son.

"No, honey. He is fine, Your daddy is just tired" Mew said, glancing to his wife but the latter just shrugged. They want to give him the space and the rest he needed.

The next morning they got a call from Tine that Type woke up again and Tharn rushed back to the hospital. This time Type's complexion looks much better than before and he is much healthier that the doctor just gave them 24 hours of observation and they can go home again.

"They they caught her?" Type asked, looking at Dean. He is the one who stayed behind together with his boyfriend Pharm to look after Type because Tharn said he got something to do which they find suspicious because when Type is still asleep or unconscious, they had to force him to leave the room to have a rest but when Type is well, then he left. Type also let the other's go home because its not really needed for them to accompany him.

"No... she is on the run including that Korn" Dean released a heavy sigh. It was him who received the other copy of the recording after Type got shot, the first one is his cousin whom they stayed with overseas.

"That stupid bitch! Does she really think that killing me will save her ass and she can have my husband? Look who's hiding now" Type said, his anger towards her is already beyond limit that he also want her to experience the same.

"It won't be too long for us to find her. Her family is also searching for her now because Papa pressured them to, if not, they will go bankrupt" Dean answered which relieved Type. He is relieved that everyone is chasing her.

"That's great. I wanna see her behind bars, suffering in jail. She doesn't deserve a clean death" Type stared into the white ceiling. He is almost there, he is near the justice that he deserves.

They all agreed that Tharn and Tine will pick them up from the hospital but no one sees Tharn after he left the hospital. His car is in the parking lot too and his phone is off - no one's in the car as well. They frantically search for him but he isn't nowhere to be found but they got a note in his bedroom, beside his table with just a word "sorry".

Type's is so worried because what if Tharn got kidnapped instead? but other part of his mind thinks that his husband is strong enough to fight and will not just easily let someone to take him, unless he voluntarily go with them or he just disappear himself.

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Hello! Just some short update for us!
I'm really busy so updates will come really late.

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