Miss Your Hugs

Chapter 89

Arriving at the hospital, Dion carried his wife at a rapid pace down the hospital corridor.

“Suster .. please my son,” said Shamila's father half-screaming.

Dion took his wife into the IGD room.

“Please wait outside Sir, let us do our duty,” said one of the nurses.

Dion looked at the woman who had just become his wife, even the clothes they were wearing for his kabul event were still attached to their bodies.

With a breath going up, Dion nodded. Then step out.

“How ... what does Doctor say?” asked both of Shamila's parents simultaneously, very clearly from the look on her parents' faces so very worried.

“They still check it, I was told to wait outside.”

“Pah, how's our son? Hiks .. hiks .. I can't see her suffering like this,” said Mrs Sharma in Indian in her husband's arms.

“We pray, surely our son will be fine,” said her husband.

Dion scratched his non-itchy head, not understanding what his in-laws were talking about.

Erwin who had just arrived was running towards them.

“How is Shamila Tuan doing?”

“Still in check by Doctor,” said Mr Anil.

Erwin nodded, then walked over to Dion who was sitting on the chair with a blank look staring at the door.

“I'm sure everything will be fine,” said Erwin rubbed Dion's shoulder. Make the owner of the shoulder look.

“You're here? Since when did you come?”

“Newly. What the hell are you thinking? So I didn't see my arrival.”

“Hm .. no.”

“I know the direction of your mind at the moment. I'm sure, Nadia will understand if she knows the truth later.”

Dion breathed.

“Huft. I don't want to discuss this issue here,” said Dion with a lethargic face.

“Iya, sorry.”

The nurse opened the door.

“Sorry. Are there parents and husband patients?”

“I husband sus,” sahut Dion stand.

“Please enter. Patient wants to meet you guys,” said the friendly nurse.

Dion and her in-laws entered the ICU room because they had been removed earlier from the IGD room.

“Honey,” call his Mother.

He could not help but cry, seeing his son lying weakly with several tools attached to his body.

“Ma, I'm fine. In-ma-na sua-mi?” shamila asked in a blinking voice.

Dion revealed his body, for he was behind his father-in-law. Dion was very concerned, seeing his wife's head had no hair, all this time he covered it with a hijab. His clothes have been replaced with hospital clothes, because his wife was still wearing white kebaya.

“I'm here,” says Dion.

“Suami, ma—af ji-ka a-ku be-lum becomes the perfect is-tri,” said Shamila stammered with breath up and down holding the pain.

Shamila smiled, clasping her husband's hand.

“I su-dah is not strong anymore. Thank you su-dah te-lah want to negikah with me and I su-dah mermaidakan seo-rang wife, even if only for a moment,” said Shamila again.

“Don't talk like that, sure you will definitely recover.”

Dion stroked the wife's delicate cheeks gently.

“What a-ku bo-leh asked for something?” Shamila was already starting to have trouble speaking.

“Say, what do you want? I'll grant it.”

“Ja-ga di-ri you ba-ik-ba-ik,” Shamila said with a smile.

“I cannot, if there is no you,” Dion said.

He drew his face closer, then ...

Cup, the kiss landed on his wife's forehead and both cheeks.

Dion unhesitatingly kissed his wife, in front of her in-laws.

Shamila smiled, shedding her tears.

Dion panicked, seeing Shamila who was getting more difficulty breathing, Dion was about to let go of his grasp to let the Doctor more freely examine her. However, Shamila held him back to keep Dion by his side.

As Shamila struggled to breathe, her eyes slowly closed and her breathing slowly disappeared.

Seeing his wife, Dion panicked as well as his mother-in-law. His father did not flinch to watch the last seconds of his son, he was resigned.

“Shamila, wake up miles. I know you must be strong, wake up miles..!” dion shouted as he shook his wife's shoulder.

“Doctor, why are you quiet? My wife is not moving!” yelled Dion to the Doctor.

The doctor sighed heavily, then shook his head.

“I'm sorry. I've tried my best.”

“What do you mean Doctor?” Dion looked at the Doctor with reddened eyes.

“Nak Dion's. Release your wife, she has calmed down and does not feel her pain anymore.”

“What does it mean Mr?”

“Your wife is gone for good,” her father-in-law said with a sad look on his face.

Dion was immediately shocked to hear it, he limply sat on the floor.

Even with her mother, she could not hold back her crying anymore. Crying in her husband's arms.

“Khlaskan our dear child,” he said while stroking his wife's fine hair.

Erwin who was still outside, heard clearly the cry of his mother Shamila.

“Job Shamila. Why are you leaving so soon?” erwin Gumam.

Undeniably, he was sad and did not expect that Shamila was gone forever.

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