Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 93 - Visit

CHAPTER 93

Just an hour after Dwyne was discharged from the hospital, she lay in the gurney again. Dwyne was eager to see one of his sons in the NICU but because his body condition was not fit, doctors forbade him and advised Dewa Bagas Darka's wife to rest first.

“But I want to see Denver mah”, Dwyne shrewdly sounded in Mama Nayla's ear.

“Sabar darling, your condition is still not recovered, Samantha said what? Rest 2 to 3 hours after that you can visit Denver”

Dwyne nodded lightly, aware that the sadness that came should not be excessive no matter how her red baby was struggling to survive in the NICU room with complete equipment filled her body. She stared at the video of her baby recorded by Dariel.

But Dwyne still has a sense of disappointment in God, today not once asked the whereabouts of her husband. After all, God must have been examining patients in his room or maybe had gone to the University.

Dwyne lay on her back to her beloved mother, hugged her little roll and cried again, losing her baby is not easy for her. Her shoulders shook slowly, Mama Nayla could only gently stroke Dwyne's back.

“Sleep darling”

“Iya ma”

A few minutes passed, it was certain that Dwyne had dissolved in a dream. Regular breathing and no more shoulder shocks, only up and down movements.

The god who had been waiting in front of the room now entered after the door of the room was opened by his mother-in-law. “Dwyne sleeping, don't make her wake up Dewa”

“Iya ma, thank you”, Dewa stepped closer to his wife.

Mama Nayla makes room for this couple, let alone God. Feeling sorry for her daughter-in-law, Dwyne brushes out her husband and doesn't care about God's news today.

“Dwyne, darling. I miss you, do not reject me Dwyne”, muttered God can only look at the back of his wife who was wrapped in special clothes for female patients.

Even if Dwyne did not want to see his face, the God remained near the woman who had given birth to his descendants. Observing from afar the state of the wife, he even followed Dwyne to the place of rest Dafa. Come to cry in silence how his gaze was on the wet ground that buried his little son.

“I'm sorry baby, again I failed to keep you three”

“Don't be like this Dwyne, I need you”

God resuscitated his head on the back of the chair, may he hug his wife at this time? Cheek peek or forehead Dwyne? It also requires strength to face this reality.

Nearly two hours later, the Gods accompanied Dwyne in the ward, both sleeping. Mama Nayla went in and woke up her daughter-in-law.

“God, wake up, you're not going to University?”

“Oh yes mah, thanks for reminding”, replied Dewa.

“Dwyne, dear I leave first, later tonight I return, please stay strong dear”, peck the top of the head of the wife.

“Mama is sure, Dwyne only takes time, she is still in shock for now”

“Iya mah”

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An hour later

Dwyne is ready to visit Denver, her tiny handsome baby waiting in the NICU. Papa Ray pushed his daughter's wheelchair up to the entrance of this special room.

“Mr Bradley, Mistress, Miss, please”, nurse opens door wide.

“Where's my grandson?”

“In that special room sir, but can only see it from here. Because conditions do not allow”

The red baby's body is clearly visible Arkatama Denver Bradley with several hose aids attached to his body. Like the strong inner bond that the mother who gave birth to him is present, Baby Denver opened a little of his eyes, his lips opened as if to speak something.

“Sayang this mama”, muttered Dwyne glued her hands to the clear glass blocking the two.

“Gooddaughter of oma, spirit. Denver can definitely be healthy quickly, and we gather together”, said Mama Nayla.

“Thank you dear, have given papa a cute and handsome grandchild, look at her hair brown like you, Papa so remember Dariel”, caressing Dwyne's head. Papa Ray smiled at his first grandchild.

“Let's love we go back to the room, you have to be strong for Denver, she needs you”, whispered Mama Nayla escorted Dwyne back into the treatment room.

Dwyne's brown bead glanced all over the hospital looking for someone, but her figure was not found. “Maybe he's busy”, she's shrinking in heart.

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One week passed

Dwyne was allowed to go home a few days ago, of course Mama Nay and Papa Ray brought him home to the Bradley residence. For Baby Denver still getting intensive care has not been allowed to go home. While Dewa returned to her home, Dwyne still did not want to see her husband, even though the Gods pleaded and the results were free.

“Sayang Dwyne , eat first”, Mama Nayla's soft voice opens the room door.

“Iya ma”, said Dwyne who stood on the balcony of the room. One of his favorite places when in trouble, enjoying the twilight breeze becomes an option to calm down.

“Case of love, cold”

“Ma, Dwyne miss Denver. When can we take him home?”, asked Dwyne grabbing the cutlery on the table.

“Of course we hope as soon as baby”, Mama Nayla reviews a soothing smile.

After Dwyne's return for a few days, God diligently sent his wife flowers, a bouquet of white roses every day. With words of love tucked between the stalks of roses.

“Non, here is another flower delivery”, said two home assistants brought flowers into Dwyne's room.

“Save it in taman”, Dwyne command. He stood up and took a pink greeting card in the center of the flower petals.

“Dear, my beautiful wife have a great day. I missed you”

“Ck, exaggerated”, muttered Dwyne tore the small paper into a very small and threw it into the trash.

Even the place was only filled with greeting cards from the God who was thrown away by his wife.

“Why are you so stubborn Dwyne?”, muttered Mama Nayla.

Dwyne sat back down to enjoy the delayed lunch, as this afternoon went to visit Denver and visit Dafa.

“Well so dear, eat a lot, do not forget this is spent so that your surgery wound quickly recover”, Mama Nayla pointed to the cork fish team in front of her.

“Iya mah, I also want to go back to work. Maybe next week, relax, I'm still working on everything from home. Assistant D will come with some important files”, Dwyne said before Mama gave her advice at length.

“Yes geez you three are crazy for work, but you have to make health a top priority dear”

“Iya ma definitely, after all for field work still held by Dariel”, replied Dwyne.

He would beg Papa Ray to be allowed to return to the CMO, looking for busyness is one way Dwyne diverts grief over the loss of Dafa from his arms. As for God, she still did not want to meet her husband.

...TBC...