
I heard the voices of some people talking. But I can only focus on the pain in my head. The white light rays blinded my eyes as I tried to open my eyes. I was in a room in the hospital apparently.
"Lula's? Do you feel like something is sick?" That voice again. The voice that has filled my life lately.
I'm shaking.
"What's your neck?" ask Nathan again.
The one she helped sat down could only look at her in confusion. I touched my slightly sore neck, and there was already a plaster on my neck. Apparently the knife Alfian was holding hit me earlier.
"I'm fine, really." I said slowly, trying not to worry Nathan.
"The baby in the mother's womb is fine too. This is the USG. Maybe I was dehydrated and exhausted so I was unconscious" said a male doctor who smiled at me.
DEG
A baby?
My brain cannot think.
"We have given IV fluids to Mother, it is hoped that Mother can rest here until Mother's condition recovers."
I just stared blankly at the doctor.
"How many months?" my many.
"For sure, I don't know. But I'd be happy to refer Mom and Dad to the obstetrician."
I raised my hand, hinting at him not to have to do that. That's the last thing I can care about right now.
"Good, Mom, sir.. Then, I say goodbye." said the doctor.
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The next few minutes, I felt numb. I no longer think. Can't feel. All I feel is one, regret. I look back on my meeting with Adrian. It is cold as ice, but it does not prevent me from trying to melt it. Even since our courtship, he has made it clear that he does not want to have children. But I am firm in my stance. I used to want that guy so much. I remember our beautiful wedding day. I'm wearing a white dress, she's wearing a black suit. White lilies everywhere. Everything was to my liking, because he was either too busy or didn't care about it.
Our marriage was never filled with happiness. Ever, though short. Most of my days feel lonely and alone.
Somehow not long ago, I remembered our quarrel that caused me to lose a baby that I loved so much.
I remember her piercing words again.
"What part of 'I don't want you to get pregnant' do you not understand? From before the wedding, Lula! From before the wedding I told you that I DON'T WANT TO HAVE A CHILD POINT!"
"Where's your KB pill?!"
He never yelled at me. But that time, he yelled at me.
It turns out that words can hurt more than anything.
The pain came back to my heart. It hurt because I never thought those words could come out of his mouth.
I was hurt because he was hurt.
I'm hurt because he hasn't healed from his wound.
Can two wounded people heal each other?
I wondered what he would do if he heard the doctor's words.
But..
Never mind..
Who am I trying to fool?
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NATHAN'S POV
After experiencing such a stressful event, I thought I could no longer be surprised by any news. But.. baby? I ruffled my hair, the doctor's words I no longer ignored until he left.
My heart hurt knowing they were still together even after the divorce. Will they really end now? Once there is a potential baby present in their midst?
I'm trying to shake my mind. In this second, all I thought about was Lula and her health. I looked at the woman who had been gracing my mind for the past year. He seemed hit. I don't know if this is the correct way to describe it, but he didn't seem happy after hearing the doctor's words.
"Are you okay?" my many. I hope he doesn't notice the pain in my voice.
He nodded. Both of my eyes were glued to the beauty of his face. I tried to read her feelings, but it was too hard when I tried to cover up my own feelings.
"You sure?"
He did not answer. "I have to go home." he said slowly. He tried to get out of bed, but I prevented him.
"You're not better yet.."
"I have to go home." His voice turned even more resolute this time.
"Lula, please listen to me first.. You must recover.. There's another life you have to take care of."
He's speechless. I regretted my words just now. I don't think I have the right to set it up, especially in a situation like this. He must be in shock to hear this news.
I didn't realize how long we were silent. Until finally, he got out of bed.
"thank you. But.. I'm it's okay. I have to go home. I don't want to.. My mother was worried." she said slowly.
What.. he won't discuss what's going on?
Will he not explain to me what he will do?
I really want to know.
"OKAY. I'm interrupting."
Lula insisted on paying, but I insisted even harder. I even threatened that he should go for hospitalization if he insisted on paying. I don't mind paying at all. Nominal, no matter what, means nothing to me. I just. feel sorry for him. Plus, she is the woman in my heart. Although I know, with the presence of the child in her womb, maybe it will make me lose in the end. I just wish I could be a responsible man in my life. The man who would never leave her.
As we were walking towards the ground floor of the hospital, I suddenly remembered my car. Shiiiittt. I brought my Ferrari today. Lula is pregnant. There's no way he's riding a Ferrari that's so unstable.
I purposely let Lula walk first while I pressed the button on my phone.
"Joe? Is your car a family car?" my many.
"Yes. What's up, Mister?" voice reply across.
"Can you take your car to the hospital now?"
He was confused for a moment, but finally agreed. I also ended the call.
I touched both of Lula's shoulders that were walking in front of me.
"It looks like we should eat near here. What do you want to eat?" my many.
He just shakes.
"If you want to go home, you have to eat" I said. He chose not to argue with me.
I took her hand to walk out of the hospital. Fortunately next to this hospital there is a mall. So we just had to walk down the sidewalk for a while. Maybe he was confused as to why we didn't get in the car, but I didn't explain. I just clasped his hand tightly, letting him walk on the safe side of the passing vehicle.
I promise in my heart I will not let go.