HUSBAND'S HEART

part 19 LAST MESSAGE?

"Yuanaa... Yuana...Amar´s... Amar sadaaar!" mama Fatma cried happily.

Yuana gasped at the cry of the woman who was hugging her. Immediately he broke away from the embrace, holding both arms of Ms. Fatma, "be? Mas Amar's... Amar is conscious?"

"Alhamdulillah Son... God granted your prayers! Amar was conscious, now with Grace. Come in Yuana.. meet your husband!" ma'am Fatma replied with happy tears.

"Subhaanallah... Alhamdulillahot... Laa ilaaha... Allahu akbar... Mas Amar.." quivering Yuana's lips and calling her husband's name. Time seemed to stop when it appeared Amar was lying on a gurney with a slightly raised backrest. His heart flew as Amar looked and smiled at him. Unknowingly slowly his body walked closer, his net fixated only on the gaze of an Amar.

"Well then. 'cause your angel has come, you're out first Mar."

The voice of Grace from beside Amar resuscitated Yuana from her attitude, making her blush a little embarrassed. A little covering and bowing your head as Grace walks out through it.

"Come, dear." the soft voice of the frail-looking man made Yuana scatter into Amar's arms.

"Mas Amaaar.. huuu..."

With all his fatigue, Amar tried to raise his left arm and tried to hug Yuana and stroke her back. For a moment he let Yuana in his arms, even though it caused him to feel a little tight and difficulty breathing. She could feel the longing and sadness that Yuana felt because of the coma she had been in for a week.

*

"What about Amar's wish, Doc? Could it possibly be done? While our family members are not qualified to donate heart to Inspiration."

Rahmat felt a dilemma, because when he was talking to Ilham about the necessity of Ilham to undergo a liver transplant, it turns out Amar was conscious and heard all. And when Ms. Fatma saw Amar first before going to the musholla, Amar expressed her desire to be a donor to Ilham.

And now Grace and Fatma were in Joseph's doctor's office to talk about it. Doctor Yusuf himself was shocked to hear Amar's wishes because he was also with Grace in the ICU room earlier.

"Looking at the circumstances, sorry. Although his blood type is the same and his physical condition qualifies, he is now unconscious from a coma. And we do not know at all the condition of his concussion has improved or not. There should be continued observation post-coma. So it's very unlikely that we make him a donor. We should be patient until we find a suitable donor" said Dr. Yusuf.

All he thought about was Yuana's current feelings. How could he make Amar a prospective donor heart when Yuana's husband just realized from his coma. He was very unwilling to hurt Yuana's feelings.

"Yes, said Dr. Joseph. We cannot fulfill Amar's wish. Grace...you should ask for the help of your extended family, who knows one of them is willing to be a donor," said Ms. Fatma later.

"Okay Ummah," said Grace.

*

When Amar felt his chest tightening, he wanted Yuana to lift the body from his embrace, but he did not reach the heart.

"Would you... sleep here too?" finally Amar tried to slouch while gently patting Yuana's back so that his wife got up and was a little comforted. And sure enough, Yuana finally looked up at Amar's face with a shy smile.

A moment later he got up and replied to Amar, "where do you want! Amar has to recover, so he can get out of here."

"Indeed, if Mas Amar gets out of here... Where are you going? Intention very ndak ngajak Yuana same Nabila," Yuana's header heard Amar telling as if to go far away.

"Yuana. mas. ndak will go everywhere. Mas... only.. want to make sure.. if.. wife of this mas.. will always. Believe me. mas. will always accompany you dear. You are.. is a gift.. which God gave.. to mas.. who must.. mas keep.... whole heart... with.. all the soul of this body of mas."

Satisfied Yuana heard the words of her husband, her heart was moved and sad. If only Amar knew how much fear he was feeling right now. She was afraid that Amar would leave her. Tears that pooled in his eye can no longer be held.

"Mas.I need you. I need you. Mas... please.do not ever intend to go again.. I will not be able to Mas."

"You... know the Deck? A lifetime mas. mas never. feel in love.. like.. mas in love. Mas.. feel very lucky... when.. father... asked for mas... marry you. Mas happy... have you. also Nabila. I'm sorry. mas.. never proposed to you romantically," said Amar who was still weakly trying to convey all her feelings to Yuana.

"Apaan the Mas... Yuana doesn't need anything like that, for Yuana... Being able to love Yuana and loving Nabila was enough. What matters now is that Amar is back. Yuana knows in Mas's heart there is only us... right?" yuana replied as she wiped the tears that had soaked her cheeks. This time he tried to smile sweetly, wanting to show that he was happy to be Amar's wife.

"Yuana. mas. ask for help. As long as the mas.. can not accompany you, please. be... strong mother... for Nabila," pinta Amar.

"Mas! Why is that so anyway. I don't know how hard Yuana's been trying so hard this week... Now that Mas Amar is conscious, please don't make Yuana sad again, Mas. Cepet mas healed yaa. cepet go home ya..."

Amar smiled at Yuana who was usually always firm and wise, now looks weak and whines at her. Amar could feel the fear of Yuana who did not want to lose her. Amar hugged and calmed his wife. But what power, to convey his current feelings alone, he had to endure the pain in his head and chest.

As much as possible Amar tried hard to hide the pain in his brain. So that Yuana can calm down when she delivers her last messages. As smooth as possible he had to breathe in order to fill the tightness in his chest, fortunately the nasal tube of cannula attached to his nose was enough to help to scoop up enough oxygen.

"Dec... I love you so much. Believe me.. heart mas... will always accompany you... always there for you..."

Yuana, who could not bear to hear Amar's words, ran out of the room and passed Bu Fatma who was about to approach her. Ms. Fatma who raised her hand wanted to hold back Yuana's departure, pulled back her hand when she saw Amar staring at Yuana with tears flowing down her eyes. Quickly he approached Amar to ascertain the true situation.

"Son Amar.. Why Yuana?"

"Mom.. i.. tipped Yuana. and Bila. ju.. ga... heart... i.." stammeredly Amar pleaded to Ms. Fatma.

"Son Amar. About Inspiration, calm down, we will definitely find a suitable donor. Focus on recovering quickly.... huh?!" ma'am Fatma said to Amar while stroking the shoulders of friends of her children.

"Sah.. yhaa.. moh... hon.." with a sigh Amar tried to beg Ms. Fatma to grant her wish while tightly grasping Ms. Fatma's hand. Seeing Amar was like having trouble breathing, making Ms. Fatma panic.

"Mar! THE DOCTOR... TOLOOONG!!" shouted Miss Fatma frantically while pressing the emergency button.

Yuana who was crying in front of the door immediately ran towards Amar, followed behind by doctor Sinta and doctor Yusuf.

"Yahoo! By Amaaaaaar..." Yuana grew increasingly roared as Bu Fatma hugged and took her away so that the doctor could check on Amar.