I WAS THE THIRD PERSON

Sixty Four

💔5 Months Later

"How are you all ready? Sure there's nothing left?" The face kept shaking.

"God ...."

"Why? Careful, honey!" The face smiled while fixing the location of the buffer wood on his armpit.

"We're leaving now?"

"Attep, Brother!"

TUK ... TUK ...

He walked to every side and room of his house. The mood seemed quiet. There was a void in that corner of the heart, his heart still wanted to be there and wait. The wait is like wishful thinking.

He passed through the living room and entered his room. The room that holds a lot of stories, happy, sad, warmth is also void. Wiped a large figura carved beautifully with silver as a choice of color. He who looks beautiful wrapped in customary clothing seems to emit an aura of happiness that cannot be said, looks on his side a strapping man with customary clothing is also posing as if he was glancing at him.

He smiled at the picture of the handsome man, the figure who had stolen his heart 6 years ago, no. almost 7 years. Like just yesterday it happened, but it has been going on for a long time with various things framing it. That smile instantly turned into a cramped ... The ultimate pilu. Crisp and sorrow enveloped, until the circle came out finally. He still looked at that face ... A handsome man who always missed his presence, but was not present after that day.

💔FLASHBACK ON

"sir ... Mr. Syafiq ... Mommy Fura, wake up Sir, Buu!!" A voice with a high enough tone finally woke up the two bodies that were still hugging each other.

At 04:30 that day an incident that caused the rift began.

Shafiq got up after previously continuing to kiss the face, the body on his side must be awakened so that he can lift the arm under his body.

"Bbf ...." He awakens.

"Mbok Santi sounded panicked! I'm out first, Juriyy!" Fura was that woman, he nodded.

The clothes had been fully pinned until Shafiq opened the door and closed it.

And that was the last time the stout body of Shafiq entered the room of Fura, his first wife.

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"What's up, Mbok?"

"Mother Shofi, Sirk!" the middle-aged woman was crying.

"Shofi?" Shafiq quickly directed his long legs up the stairs until he entered the room. The room was deserted. He was looking for a second woman who he did not meet last night because of his desire to be with his pink rose.

Shafiq headed for the balcony, no trace of Shofi, he headed for the bathroom which was slightly open. As his movements slowed down, excitement filled the brain. Bad things instantly creep up her heart. He took a deep breath before finally opening the door. And ....

"Hhhhh ...."

Plain raga curled up on the floor caught his net. His heart seemed to stop capturing the scene slicing through it. The woman both looked very pale with a whole cold body. He lifted the body into the bed and pinned clothes to the body with a protruding belly irregular.

Shafiq lifted the body and brought it quickly downstairs.

"Mang Antoo!! Prepare car!' squealing Syafiq who made all the residents of the house gasp and wake up from their sleep. Fura was shocked, he pressed the call button for Rani's tea. Until a while the body of the burly woman entered.

"Help me, Tea! What's outside!" said Fura.

"I just woke up, too, Mom! All I see is you holding Bu Shofi outside."

"Shofi?"

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In a car, Shafiq continued to kiss the unconscious face on his lap. "Darling .. please! Everything should be fine. Hang on!"

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💔05:15 The body until getting treatment, Catrina doctor who used to handle shofi continues in contact Syafiq. Up to ten minutes it looks like the woman who did not have time to give the face dye walked quickly while pinning the doctor's almameter all the way to the ER.

He immediately handled Shofi, he was stunned by the bad condition of his patient.

"How's my wife, Doc?"

"We'll talk later, a caesarean section should be done right away!" Shafiq lunglai, he realized there must be something wrong.

"Do whatever you do best, Do-k!!" The bed was taken by several nurses afterwards.

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15 Minutes later, a nurse came out with a baby.

"Sus, Suss ... How's my baby, Sus?" Shafiq continued to chase the nurse who was walking quickly. "Pray for it, sir. We're trying!" the nurse entered a room and closed it.

Syafiq's chest was tight, even Shofi had not come out of the operating room. The circumstances of the two people he loved were still vague. He decided to seek prayer, to perform worship that had not yet been done while pleading for the help of his Lord.

Up to 45 minutes later the bed that carries the body until it comes out. The doctor immediately called Shafiq.

In a room Doctor Catrina kept looking for answers to how the patient's condition could be like that, Syafiq explained clearly everything that happened until he found Shofi's body this morning in the bathroom.

Doctor Cartina let out a rough breath before she finally spoke.

"Mom's condition is very bad! Hearing from the condition found, he most likely shivered after clearing himself last night. What is unfortunate is that he faced the condition himself. I don't know where Dad is. But I'm disappointed with a Dad model like you, a desensitized and alert Dad in the moments leading up to his wife's delivery!" Shafiq lowered his head and neutralized the tightness. Various feelings gathered, sad, sorry, angry. He cursed himself.

"Mom's body temperature likely dropped dramatically so suddenly that it constricted the burner. As a result, the flow of blood containing oxygen fails to be delivered to the body of the fetus, so the fetus lacks oxygen in the womb Mom!"

"Ja-di, how's my wife and baby doing, Doc?"

"Baby breathing is very weak. Blueish and pale skin color. Low heart rate frequency below normal pulse, which is 120 beats per minute. Muscle weak. Lucky your baby is still alive, we pray that he can get through and receive all the handling we do. But don't rule out the worst!"

"A-pa, Do-k?"

"Possible defect exists, we are checking the condition of the organ. But positive thinking certainly should, we pray that your baby is strong enough with all the recovery actions!"

"And sa-ya's wife?"

"Mom is also being handled by us, but the main handling is on you. How Dad mentally braced Mom for the bad odds that happened to her baby!"

And the body of Shafiq immediately suffocated to hear all the doctor's words.

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💔So long ago yaa😉

💔Happy reading😘