Dusk At the End Please

Extra Part 21: Love Fighters

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The sound of monitors monitoring the patient's condition can be heard piercing up to the liver niche. Akhtar had not moved a little from where he had been since Shanum's wife was declared in a coma. Yes, there is acute bleeding during the operation. In the last seconds before the baby twins successfully removed Shanum unable to survive, he finally rolled weak unconscious.

The various wires connected to the body of the beautiful woman who had just given birth were becoming tools that helped her to survive. Her pajas face still displayed the natural beauty she had, so radiant white.

Akhtar continued to monitor the state of the wife from the room that was blocked by the thick glass wall. He has not been allowed to see his wife due to Shanum's unstable condition. It takes about six hours for the doctor to make an observation, the circumstances after the next six hours will determine whether Shanum can be found or not.

"Hold dear to me and our children and wake up soon we miss you so much" Akhtar said behind the glass wall.

"Son, you better treat your children first" Furqan patted Akhtar on the shoulder who was still standing looking at Shanum from the glass wall, hearing what the son said made his heart go rogue,

Until now he has not prosecuted his two children, Akhtar only saw glimpses of twins who are male and female as they were taken out of the delivery room to the special room of the baby.

There were no words spoken from the mouth of the man who had just held the status of father, he just stared pushyly at the two babies. His mind was still about Shanum, the shadow of losing the woman he loved so much continued to haunt him. His world seemed to collapse when he heard the doctor's explanation if his wife was unconscious and fell into a coma.

Akhtar took in a deep breath, trying to let out a slight sense of tightness that ambushed his chest. He lowered his head, and wiped away the tears that had not stopped wetting his cheeks, ever since,

"Dad, I once let Shanum belong to someone else it hurts, but it doesn't hurt as much today" Akhtar lowered his head even more, the tears she wiped dry still continued to wet her cheeks.

Mr. Furqan clasped the shoulder of the son in his arms, really seeing the son alone in a bad state like this is also very painful for him.

"I'm sorry father son, I'm sorry father" the feeling of guilt is growing strong in the heart of Mr. Furqan, all his daughter-in-law experienced was the act of the daughter of his ex-wife, who was the daughter of his wife,

Currently Mr. Furqan is already a widower, the court decided to accept the divorce lawsuit filed by Mr. Furqan. With proof of Yasmin's birth certificate, the DNA examination and other evidence about Ms Sopia's affair with her boyfriend was enough to incriminate Ms Sopia and successfully get the court to grant Mr Furqan's lawsuit.

Naura's proven custody is her flesh blood falling into the hands of Mr. Furqan. However, Mr. Furqan did not curb him giving his daughter the freedom to live where and with whom, although Naura chose to be with Sopia even though Mr. Furqan did not mind. He will still do his duty to provide a living to meet the needs of Naura and Yasmin of course.

Unfortunately, Yasmin who was very close to Mr. Furqan was unable to accept the fact that she was not the flesh and blood of the man who always made her proud. Yasmin was very disappointed in her mother, she even chose to leave the mother's house after learning about her mother's behavior.

Yasmin's disappointment led to her increasingly directional behavior, she never went home and tended to spend a lot of money, not least, until what happened to Shanum was the result of his actions that were solely to seek the attention of people who used to be close and very fond of him, Akhtar and Pak Furqan.

"Son, your daughter's son is waiting for you. Here let the mother who guards Neng Zahra" the voice of Ms. Fatimah unravel the silence created in the room. Father and son who dissolved in their feelings each also broke his embrace and turned on the source of the voice.

"Lady..." Akhtar greeted the mother who had just come to him,

"Go, son, have mercy on your children. I will wait for your wife here, never leave her" Ms Fatimah said again.

"I picked up my wife ya ma'am" her voice raucous, the remains of tears clearly visible on Akhtar's face. She moved out of the room to the nursery where her twins were.

"Darling, I'll see our kids first. You're the same mother as you were" Akhtar spoke again to the glass wall and rubbed it while looking at the weakly lying helpless woman, he passed after saying that.

"Have you eaten?" Fatimah's mother jumped a little, she realized that in the room she was not alone, Mr. Furqan was still there. At first she thought her ex-husband was following Akhtar, but it turns out that she was not too focused on looking at the son-in-law to ignore the surrounding circumstances

"It has. Is he still here? kirain accompanied Akhtar" Bu Fatimah refocused her gaze on Shanum who was lying weakly in the special room after a moment of turning towards Pak Furqan.

"Heumm" replied Mr. Furqan unmoved from his place. Mr. Furqan, who had long wanted to talk to Ms. Fatimah, felt this was his chance to talk to his ex-wife. He wanted to apologize for his mistakes in the past, should not Pak Furqan treat Bu Fatimah like that time.

He should be a man who is much grateful for having a wife as good as Fatimah's mother. And avoiding the events of his past, he should have come home that night as late as possible, until the fateful incident might not happen.

But the rice has become porridge, regret and guilt are getting bigger in the chest of Mr. Furqan, this is the consequence of his actions in the past. He realized that, and at this time he only wanted to apologize on behalf of himself and his ex-wife Sopia who was currently lying weakly against the disease that kept eating away at his body, stage four breast cancer.

Naura once called him, telling Mr. Furqan about the circumstances of his ex-wife who had to be rushed to the hospital. It was then that Mr. Furqan learned the true state of Ms. Sopia from the doctor who handled it. All this time, Ms. Sopia had been hiding her illness.

"Yes?'' the answer is short, though,

"I'm sorry" Mr. Furqan's voice seemed choked, making Ms. Fatimah turn her head again. Seeing Mr. Furqan who said sorry with his face bowed lethargic made him stare in wonder.

"Sorry for what Kang?" Ms. Fatimah still could not guess the direction of her husband's conversation,

" For everyone, everything I've done in the past to you. I also apologize on behalf of Sopia. He is currently..."

mr. Furqan's words again paused because suddenly someone came to greet the two of them.

" Assalamu'alaikum.." a middle-aged yet still handsome man came over to them.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" simultaneously the two answered and turned towards the source of the voice.

"Mas Grace?" Ms. Fatimah was a little jumped in shock to see who had come, while Mr. Furqan seemed to link his eyebrows because he did not recognize who the man whose age was not too far away with him was, moreover, Ms. Fatimah called him Mas.

"Yes Dek Fatimah, I came to see your son-in-law. I went to your house to deliver the seeds, but your nephew said he said you were in this hospital. So I came home and stopped by"

"Oh, thank you, sorry to be troublesome" Ms. Fatimah said as she stepped closer to Mr. Grace,

"No, I am happy to see Dek Fatimah's daughter-in-law. I'm sorry for what happened to Dek Fatimah's son-in-law"

Seeing a fairly familiar interaction between Bu Fatimah and the man made the look of Mr. Furqan's face change. He was wondering who the man in front of him was.

"Haisss..it looks like the warrior of love will increase the army" ghifar murmured softly but still heard by Liani who came together to accompany Fatimah Bu waiting for Shanum on the orders of Akhtar they had just met near the baby room.

"Huh? meaning?" Liani who did not understand the situation did not understand the meaning of Ghifar's words who also came to see Mr. Furqan.

Ghifar ignored Liani's question, he continued to step closer to Fatimah who seemed to be talking to his guests, while not far from them Mr. Furqan still stared intently at the man who was busy chatting with his ex-wife.

"Mom" Ghifar lowered his head slightly to greet the mother of his superior and best friend.

"What's wrong?" tanya Bu Fatimah stopped his conversation with Mr. Grace, he said,

"I want to see you, point to Mr. Furqan, "Mother here will be accompanied by Bu Liani" Ghifar glanced at Liani who was standing beside him,

"Please, Nak Ghifar" said Mrs Fatimah, Ghifar passed while bowing his head to Ms Fatimah and to the man who was chatting with Ms Fatimah,

"Sorry sir, there's a call from one of your clients. Since then he contacted the Father but did not connect he said and finally he contacted me" Ghifar explained his arrival

Mr. Furqan who had not held his dress since had reached into his pants pocket,

"My laughter is dead, Ghif" replied Mr. Furqan lethargic, noting the change in mood after the arrival of a male guest of acquaintance Bu Fatimah,

"Then let me help you charge your device" Ghifar said,

"No need, let me do it myself" replied Mr. Furqan whose gaze was returned to Bu Fatimah and his guests. Ghifar also followed the direction of Mr. Furqan, a thin smile adorning his lips felt funny with the behavior of the old man.

"Ckk, she must be jealous" he murmured inwardly.

Mr. Furqan and Ghifar passed from the room after saying goodbye to Ms. Fatimah. Yes, Mr. Furqan just said goodbye to Ms. Fatimah. He himself was confused by his attitude, not knowing what to do. Patience is painful, silence is torturous but speech is free.