
I looked at my wife's face with sadness. I don't think I want to take my eyes off anywhere other than my wife.
I don't know how long I've been in the ICU. Even the doctors and nurses tired of reprimanding me because I didn't want to go.
At a time like this, I'd love to be angry with Mama. Mama should have handled Ayra's disease. But at a time like this, Mama went somewhere.
In the midst of my thoughts whizzing everywhere, I felt a movement in my wife's fingers that I had never let go of my grasp. I saw her eyelids start to blink.
I called out his name with a trembling voice. These tears can't stop me from dripping.
"Sa-honey... Youawake? I'm so worried about you. I'm sorry.I'm sorry...." I kissed the back of his hand.
My girl is a little moaning. His voice began to sound in my ears.
"K-grandfather...."
"Yes Dear. You want what? Let me get you. Want to eat..or drink...?" My brain was paralyzed instantly. Seeing the pale face of my current wife made me so scared and anxious, that I was at a loss to say what.
"I-i... I-i'm scared...." My wife's tears melted instantly.
My heart hurts to see it like this. To be honest, I was also very scared. I was afraid he would leave me. Even the bad shadows always filled my brain.
Even so, I must become strong in front of him. I must not show my weakness, for I myself am afraid. I held her hand tightly, she also returned my grasp.
But a terrible blow hit me when suddenly my wife's body twitched. I was panicked, scared and very anxious.
I called her name repeatedly. My girl didn't answer.
"Darling... Ayras... You why? Baby...!"
My hands are shaking violently. I was too scared. I also feel like I'm not conscious anymore. I screamed my wife's name and called the doctor's name over and over again. Even the intercom button, I press it repeatedly.
God, please don't take him. Don't take him from my side. I would trade anything for his life. Please, God! My heart kept screaming asking God.
But my wife's body is still tight. Until some doctors came to handle it immediately.
I was also dragged out of the room. But I kept rebelling. Until suddenly Papa came and slapped my face to wake me up.
"Carel! If you continue like this, how will the doctor save your wife?! Don't be a useless husband. If you really want your wife to survive, let the doctor handle it!"
My body suddenly relaxes. Finally some nurses managed to push me out. I cried when I saw my wife's condition. I would never have been able to do that until something happened to her.
My eyes are reddening. Maybe because I shed too many tears. I don't care about people staring at me in such a mess.
My whole world is only on my girl. Ayra has to survive, no matter what.
"Respect, Son. Ayra needs a prayer from you. Only God can save your wife. We must pray a lot that God will give us his miracle." Papa patted my shoulder to calm me down.
Papa's words are right. Immediately I prayed that God would not bring my wife. I know this is a hard disease to cure. Not even many can survive the disease my wife suffered.
But I have to be positive. I'm sure God will give you his ridho. O God, I have sinned all this time for frequently hurting my wife. Is this karma for me? Forgive Me God... Ii'm sorry...
Ccleks...
ICU room door open. It was clearly the look on the doctor's face that looked very lethargic. I've been pounding so hard on him. My heart grew between worry and fear.
"How's my wife, doctor?"
The doctor looked down when I asked him that. I'm getting scared. The worst shadow keeps on shadowing me.
"We can't save your wife."
My heart seems to stop right now. I can't even support my body if Papa's not behind me.
I feel everything dark. My ears are starting to buzz. Even Papa's voice calling out to me felt increasingly disappearing. I felt a wound in my stomach that felt rustling.
My hands started touching my stomach. And it turns out that blood is spilling from there. My wounds were reopened, probably because I rebelled against the doctor.
And again. My consciousness slowly began to disappear. If God permits, I want him to uproot my life right now. I want to be with my wife always.
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One year later.
Even my family doesn't seem to care about me. Maybe they're sick of seeing me for months like an undead.
I lost my wife too much.
I never knew where my wife was. I was too afraid to accept all the facts.
I started to get up again because Mama was always angry with me. He said that Ayra would be sad if she saw me like that.
My brain goes back to work when it comes to my wife. I don't want to make my wife there look at me sadly. I will live my day as I should. I'll wait until the time comes for me and she gets back together. Even if not in this world.
Even though I got back up and started running my company. It feels like the world is so bland without my wife beside me. Even I was so keeping myself untouchable by any woman.
If there is a little touch or even accidentally touch me, then I will definitely immediately clean the touch marks.
But there's someone who always makes me so upset. He is Arkan. The man who loved my wife at that time. Now the man is going to marry one of his employees.
And you know what pisses me off? He always made fun of me. He said that I was a weathered bachelor and always showed off his affection with his girlfriend to me.
I'd love to beat him up. But what he said may be true. Because I swore to myself, if I'd never marry again. This body belongs only to my wife.
My head feels so dizzy at the moment. How not? Hundreds have applied for my secretary's job today, but none have met my criteria.
I put my head on my big chair. And don't forget I closed my eyes to relax this tired body. My wife's shadow reappears in my imagination. I also smile while closing my eyes.
I heard the door open. Footsteps began to sound closer. Yet this sounds like a woman's step heels.
"Get out! Interview done. I won't be receiving interviews anymore." I spoke without opening my eyes. Lazy if I have to serve people again, let alone a woman.
"So no more vacancies for me? All right, I better just go home."
A very familiar voice I heard. My heart suddenly beats. Afraid to open my eyes if what I'm about to see isn't someone I have in mind.
The sound of footsteps began to drift away. I immediately opened my eyes to treat my curiosity.
I saw a girl's back moving away from me to get to the exit.
"Wait on! Stop right there!"
I started to stand up and walked to the floor towards the girl who was currently stopping and turned her back to me.
My heart was pounding more and more as this leg stood right behind the girl. Slowly, I grabbed the girl's shoulder and turned her body to face me.
My eyes faded in disbelief. I tried to pinch my own cheek hard to see if my eyes weren't hallucinating.
"Araghh! This real?" muttered.
The girl smiled. But her tears flowed non-stop. I grabbed immediately the girl's body that started to shake. I hugged her so tightly. With such a strong feeling. I kissed the top of his head many times hoping this was not a mirage illusion.
"Is this really you, honey," I said hoarsely. I also could not hold back my tears.
The girl in my arms pinched my stomach slowly. Makes me complain a little.
"Then who do you think I am? A ghost?"
His beautiful voice is so soft. Makes me even more sure this girl is my wife. It´s real.
"How is that possible?" I said I still can't believe it.
"Of course it's possible. God has given me back to you. And you should thank Mama Via. He who has been so meritorious that I can stand before you again. Brother Er... I miss you so much."
A tight hug from my wife I replied with the same thing. I happy. Even I never thought that Mama would hide something this big.
Thank you God. You have given my wife back to me. I promise I will always make her happy for the rest of my life. This is my promise to God.
I still feel like this is a dream. I don't want to hear how my wife's story can come back for now. All I wanted to do right now was continue to hug my girl's body. Let me ask you an explanation later from Mama.
"I'm very very very very... Missed you, sweetheart. Don't leave me anymore. L'm... Ilove you...."
End
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