
Ashila continued pacing back and forth in front of the ER room with a feeling of uneasy, clear circles did not stop flowing from her eyes, her mouth continued kamat kamit reciting istigfar.
"Silk.."
"Mama."
Ashila immediately sprang into her mother-in-law's arms, spilling all her pain there, all disappointed, regrets mixed into one.
"Ma. mas Rayhan, Ma. hiks.."
Mama Putri stroked the top of her daughter-in-law's head. "Calm down, honey, everything's gonna be fine, man,"
"It's all Shila's fault, Ma. If only Rayhan mas did not digelametin Shila certainly mas Rayhan would not be like gini. Shila should be in Rayhan's position right now."
Mama Putri covered Ashila's mouth with her index finger and then hugged her daughter-in-law's body back. "Yutt, it's not your fault, it's fate, we can't resist."
"We pray the best for Rayhan" said Dad.
Ashila nodded, occasionally her head turning towards the door of the ER room hoping for someone to come out from there.
"Doctor! How's my son doing?"
"The patient is now critically ill, because of the accident, the patient lost a lot of blood, but…"
"But what, Doc?"
"But the blood stock in this hospital is only 1 bag left and the patient needs 4-5 bags of blood."
"My blood cake, Doc. I have the same blood as my son." said Mama Putri.
"But, Ma. Doesn't my mom have a history of anemia?" papa Yahya reminded.
"Aemic patients cannot donate blood" doctors say.
Suddenly a nurse ran out of Rayhan's room to see the doctor. "Critical patient, Doc. We need to operate on the patient immediately. Otherwise, the patient will not be saved."
"Mas Rayhan's…"
Instantly Ashila's body felt limp, her head felt dizzy making her gaze slightly blurred. The girl held her head, she faintly heard some people calling her before she had her eyes darkened.
Ashila collapsed.
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"Engh…"
Slowly Ashila blinked her eyes, she faintly looked around, an all-white room with a domineering smell of medicine, she also saw her umi smiling at him. After her vision began to become clear, Ashila tried to wake up.
"Where am I?"
"Alhamdulillah, you are well aware, son. You fainted."
Suddenly Ashila remembered her husband. "Mas Rayhan," he murmured. "Umi, how's Rayhan, Mi? Mas Rayhan now needs a blood donor, I need to find a donor."
"That's it, calm down, yeah, honey. Kayla has donated blood to your husband, now that Rayhan is in surgery, we just pray for him." Ashila breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, yeah. Umi's got good news for you."
"What, Umi?"
"Congratulations, Son. You are now pregnant, her gynecologist said entering two weeks."
"What's? I-this is serious, Mi?" Ashila felt moved, she held onto her flat stomach. "Here's the baby, Mi?"
"Yes, Son. Here is the baby" Ira Umi answered, holding Ashila's stomach, and then hugging her beloved daughter. "Selamet, yes, dear. You will soon be a mother, take good care of the contents."
Ashila nodded. "You know what, Rayhan's most eagerly waiting for me to get pregnant. If Rayhan mas knows for sure he is very fond of, Mi," said Ashila enthusiastically.
"Look, let's pray for your husband's safety, baby."
"Mama..."
"Shila.. thank God, you've come to your senses, son." Mama Putri hugged her favorite daughter-in-law.
"Ma, I want to tell you something."
"What, Honey?"
"I'm pregnant, Ma."
"Alhamdulillah, you are finally pregnant too, I can't wait for my granddaughter to be born into the world. You take good care, yes the content. Mama's sure, if Rayhan's horrified this, he must be very fond."
Ashila hugged one by one her abi and her father-in-law. "Dear abi's grandson, yes, son."
Ashila nodded.
"Wi, I did not expect.we will soon become grandfather," said papa Yahya while patting his iron shoulder.
"yes, Yes." Both are hugging.
Then, Ashila hugged Kayla. "Selamet yes, Brother. Geez I'm so happy, soon I'll be a aunt, I can't wait for her to be born." Kayla stroked Ashila's stomach. "What kind of girl is a guy, huh?"
"Not yet, Kay."
***
Four hours passed, it was seen that the operating room lights had been turned off a sign that the operation had been completed. A doctor came out of the operating room with a face that was difficult to decipher, leaving the waiting people feeling confused.
"How's my son's surgery, Doc?"
"Patient named Rayhan's condition worsened."
"W-what? How can you, Doc?"
"He had bleeding in the abdomen, shoulders, back and head, bleeding was severe and almost too late to handle, but thankfully, the patient was able to survive the condition which was said to be quite weak, during the operation, the patient's heart was weakened, I thought the patient would not survive. And the patient will likely go into a coma."
Everyone widened their eyes. "What's? The coma? S-until when, Doc?" ask Dadyya to make sure.
"We don't know until when the patient will be conscious, maybe a month or even a year. We have tried our best, we all pray that the miracle will come so that the patient will soon be aware."
"Can we go see him, Doc?" ask papa Yahya.
"Please, but take turns, yes, and please give peace to the patient, if so I'll excuse you first" said the doctor as he passed away.
***
The door of the room opened, Ashila walked in, before she first closed the door again. With a green shirt or a special shirt into the ICU room, the blue-hooded girl walked up to a man who was lying weakly on the cage, her eyes closed, he refused to open his eyes for a second.
"Assalamualaikum, my dear." Two words came out of his mouth, suddenly his throat felt dry.
Ashila sits her ass in a chair near Rayhan's cage. His eyes did not blink one bit. "Mas, wake up dong, I miss your smile. Come on, get up, don't think so."
Ashila held Rayhan's bandaged hand, she kissed him. "We are just happy because it turns out that Renata never pregnant your child, but.
"Oh, yes, Mas. I want to give you good news. You know what? It's here." Ashila touched her still flat stomach. "There's our son, the fruit of our love, now he's two weeks old, you're smiling, aren't you?"
Crying out.
That was all the girl could do, there was no reply from the faithful man lying with his eyes closed.
"From the first time you waited so much in my stomach there was his baby, thank God, now our prayers have been dabbled with God."
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