Dear, Soul!!

Bawd.

BRAAKK....

Fauzi never thought that there would be a day when he saw his wife lying covered in blood. His heart seemed to stop for a moment with breath that felt tight. A scene so bad presented to him, what he saw at this moment tormented him greatly.

“SALWAAA..

Fauzi hugged Salwa who was covered in blood. Whether the blood came out from anywhere, everything just flowed down the road.

“To-please.. pls call an ambulance. pls...”.

Fauzi supported his wife's bloodied body, while Salwa was unconscious.

“Sayang.. Baby.heard me. Heiy Salwa....Build...”

Fauzi curled up his wife's body, clearly feeling the warm red liquid with the fishy smell, flowing warmly between his fingers while holding his unconscious wife.

The siren ambulance sound was getting closer, making Fauzi very eager to hold Salwa and run towards the source of the siren sound. But what power, let alone to run, just stand it feels like he is not strong.

“Wait a minute baby, they've come. They'll save you, hang on..”.

Fauzi's embrace was slowly released when medics came to him and ready to take Salwa to the hospital.

Please, don't be like this. Don't fall asleep, I won't allow you to close your eyes, so please open your eyes dear.. Don't torture me like this...

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Oxyflow is struggling to help oxygen be channeled to women who are now lying unconscious. A bandage cloth on his head, an intravenous needle of a chateter attached to the back of his hand and several injection marks on his venia, showed how alarming Salwa was at this time.

It has been five hours since Salwa was transferred to the treatment room by medical personnel, but until now Salwa has not been aware. Fauzi waited anxiously, clasping his wife's hand tightly with the occasional kiss. Concerns were approaching, making him unable to think about anything else before he saw his wife awake. Fauzi had even forgotten to inform his parents and in-laws.

Fauzi's tears flowed incessantly, although doctors said his wife had been through a critical period, but still Fauzi did not feel calm before seeing his beloved wife open her eyes.

“Sayang.. Let's get up, say you want to go to our favorite place, but why even sleep here?? Honey let's get up, we can be late there.”

Fauzi could not stop his increasingly flowing tears. He was aiming for himself who could not keep Salwa well. He felt like a man who was not very good at looking after his wife.

What happened with Salwa in the last few months has hurt him a lot, and today the wounds are more painful. For a moment he realized that he had been overcome by greed, only because Salwa could remember certain moments in his life, he had hoped that it would bring healing to his wife. But now, there was no need for Salwa to remember her life, no need for Salwa to be able to do activities like she used to, only the awareness of her wife that she wanted now.

Salwa's hand in her hand moved small, making Fauzi reflexively stand up from her seat.

“Honey? Are you awake???”

Slowly Salwa opened her eyes, though very cute but it was clear that Salwa was looking at Fauzi.

Fauzi smiled as his tears returned, as soon as he saw his wife open her eyes. The pain that had been raining on him immediately disappeared after his wife who had been lying down for five hours, finally regained consciousness.

“Before awhile baby, I call the doctor first.”

Fauzi ran out of the room, trying to see a doctor, a nurse or anyone who could immediately check on his wife's condition now.

Salwa looked at the ceiling of the room which she then realized that the place she was lying down at the moment was the hospital. His gaze was not directed at just one object, he swept around with his gaze and did not know what he was looking for at the moment.

Not long enough, Fauzi returned with a doctor. The doctor quickly examined Salwa's condition, making Fauzi anxious to wait for the results of his examination.

“He's fine now sir, we're just waiting for his recovery period”

Fauzi's dumbfounded, how can the doctor say his wife is waiting for recovery is very clear to him that his wife is being given oxygen assistance and also he knows very well how severe his wife is when she feels the red warm liquid out of his wife's body.

“Ta-but him..”.

“He is fine. We will remove the nasal canal, because the patient is conscious now”

It's true what the doctor said. Salwa was declared in the period of healing, but only about seven hours ago, his wife was lying full of blood with a very worrisome condition.

But whatever it was, Fauzi no longer wanted to think about it. His wife is conscious now, and that's what she wants.

“How do you feel dear?” Fauzi asked gently with a warm grasp of his wife's hand.

Salwa did not immediately give an answer, she just looked at Fauzi and smiled slightly.

Does he not remember me anymore?.

Fauzi was too worried about his wife's five-hour unconscious condition. Until his wife realized, relief approached her and made her forget that Salwa was an Alzheimer's sufferer, who may now be in her memory not there.

“Who am I dear??”

Fauzi returned to the morning routine he often did to train his wife's memory as well as find out if there he remembered his wife at this time.

Salwa's forehead wrinkled, she looked astonished at Fauzi's question.

“Fauzi.” Salwa replied in a soft voice.

Thank goodness, he remembers.

Fauzi smiled widely, his wife could remember his name alone, that was more than enough.

“I..”

Not yet Fauzi continued his question, his attention was distracted at someone knocking on Salwa's room door and slowly walked in.

“Sorry sir, some administration of Mrs Salwa must be completed and for other actions that require your approval”

“Ah yes, I will there”

Fauzi turned to look at his wife, clearly seeing how Salwa's astonished gaze showed.

“He calls me Mistress?” Salwa asked with her voice still sounding very weak, she tried to ascertain what she had just heard from the nurse earlier.

“Iya dear, why?”

Salwa was silent, but the expression that showed her being confused still emanated clearly on her face.

“Darling, I stayed a while. I won't be long”

Salwa just nodded slowly, giving Fauzi permission to leave her for a moment.

“Fauzi.”

Fauzi turned back.

“Iya darling.”

“My phone??”

Fauzi was silent for a moment. Since Salwa became ill, she no longer played cell phones and never used a cell phone again.

Is it because he's wailing that I hold the HP until he asks for the HP too?

“I-it, your phone forgets at home dear, so just use my phone yes.” Fauzi said he lied, although it is true that his wife's phone is stored at home now because it has never been used in recent months.

Fauzi handed him his phone, and kissed his wife's forehead before it passed.

“I'll be fast back”

Salwa just smiled.

Salwa quickly opened Fauzi's phone. “He bought new Hp?” Salwa muttered before searching for Farhan's name at Fauzi's contact.

Salwa began typing the message she wanted to send to Farhan, who then did not forget she deleted it so that the message was not seen by Fauzi