Hugging Memories
I Don't Want You to Suffer
Nasyra paused for a moment, catching her breath and also thinking of arranging the sentence she was going to say, as she felt it had something to do with Fano's accident.
“Sorry sir, earlier before the accident, I had a chance to meet with Kak Fano. The accident happened right behind my car, just a few meters away,” he replied slightly trembling.
“So, you brought Fano here?”
“Iya, Sir.”
“Thank you, yes.” Nasyra just nodded slowly.
Do I deserve that word of thanks? If Mr. Wijaya knows the truth, will he forgive me?
Until now, Mr. Wijaya had never known about the past relationship of Fano and Nasyra. Mr. Wijaya seemed to want to ask something, but he ignored his intention because the incident was past, it seems inappropriate to discuss it for now.
He was actually curious why Nasyra had suddenly disappeared from his restaurant, stopped working without saying goodbye. He is a very smart employee compared to others.
“Allena, have you eaten?” asked Mr. Wijaya while patting the shoulder of the woman beside him.
“It was noon, Uncle. Fano invited me to an event earlier, and we ate there,” replied Allena.
The clock turned as if it was very slow, everyone kept waiting until dusk arrived and changed the night.
The closed door finally opened as well after they had waited for a long time. Two doctors and several nurses came out with tired faces after they finished their duties, operating on Fano inside.
Allena with a thousand footsteps approached the doctor, asking how the results of Fano's head surgery.
“Doctor, how is the operation? Is everything okay?”
“Yes, Ms. Allena. The operation went well. But the patient is still under the influence of anesthetic drugs, and also later we will see its development at any time,” explained the doctor.
“Can I meet him, Doc?”
“Sounds not to be first, Mom. Let the patient rest.”
“Then, when can I meet him, Doc? I really want to see my husband.”
“Propay yes, Mom. After I confirm the condition of the patient.”
“Alright, thank you, Doc.”
Allena sat back in her chair, a little desperate to see her husband. Then after a few minutes, he saw Fano being taken out of the operating room, he asked the nurse who pushed the gurney.
"Where do I want to take my husband?" allena asked a nurse.
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The clock shows at 21:00, Fano never realized. The doctor again checked his condition, and after that he delivered bad news to Allena as well as everyone waiting there.
"Sorry, Miss Allena. I have to deliver bad news, Mr. Fano is currently in a coma."
"What, coma? When will my husband wake up, Doc." Allena could no longer hold back her tears. Likewise with Nasyra who also felt deep sadness. Meanwhile, Mr. Wijaya continues to try to calm Allena.
"Dok, can I see it now? Please Doc, I beg you," Allena asked the man wearing the white suit.
"Please, Mom. If you can not for long, yes, because it will disturb the patient," said the doctor.
"Thank you, Doc."
The doctor left the waiting room, he headed to his room, while Allena looked at the ICU door in front of him.
One by one, Allena's footsteps entered the cold room, her steps as heavy as if unable to see the face of her husband who was lying weakly there.
He sat down in the chair next to the gurney, the warm circle began to escape. He stared at Fano's face, many tools attached to his body. Allena clasped tightly onto Fano's hand, she kissed the back of his hand gently.
"Darling, wakeup! I will obey all your wishes, do not torture me like this. I really can't afford to see you suffer" he murmured while looking at Fano's eyelids, hoping for a response and movement there.
Allena again felt guilty, she regretted her actions because Fano wanted to marry her. She thought her husband had never felt happiness all this time.
If only I could replace your pain, I'd be happier, Fano. Even I was ready to die rather than have to see you suffer like this.
I realized I never had anything for you. What can I be proud of?! What can I expect?! If I never had anything you demanded of me. You know I'm like what you see now. Then, how is it possible, you want all of that from me? God has given me what is best, maybe not for you. I'm just a lowly woman, I don't even have any hope of achieving a love, a love from you. It's impossible for me. Thank you for loving me without love...
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