My madam, my poison

Is there hope?

The fear suddenly attacked me. What if you pass out and never wake up again? 

"Mas Fabian! Wait!" 

I sped up my steps trying to catch Fabian mas who was now on the porch of the house. I was surprised, Mila didn't seem to care about mom in the least.

"We went to the hospital first, assalamu'alaikum," I said as I passed from before Mila.

Arriving at the hospital.

Before entering my mother's nursery, I left Lyra to my best friend, Mayra. 

"How's my mom doing, Doc?" ask the doctor.

"The patient has not yet been killed. Looks like the patient's in a coma."

"Koma, Doc?"

"Yes, Mom."

My body suddenly felt so weak. Had Fabian not prodded me, my body might have broken down on the floor.

"So, what should we do, Doc?"

ask Fabian.

"All we can do now is pray for the patient to be aware immediately" said the doctor. We nodded in understanding.

"I went out to pick up Lyra, first" I said as I passed from the front of Fabian.

"I was confused as to what to do" I told Mayra, who was in a small garden next to the hospital with my little daughter, Lyra.

"I know you love your mother-in-law so much. But you are wrong to choose to survive. Don't you feel like your husband is just using you? Instead of paying people to take care of her mother, she would have preferred you to take care of her."

"But, May. I won't be at peace if I leave mom in this situation."

"You're stubborn, Ra. Yes, do what you want. What matters is that I reminded you." Mayra gave Lyra to me, and she left the park.

Really, I am worried right now. I'm really hard to make a decision. 

I had just left the park when I suddenly saw a taxi stop right in front of the hospital's main door. Not long after the driver got out of the taxi. He opened the back door. Apparently he helped his female passengers get out of the taxi. Waitaminute! I think I know the passenger. Yes, he is an old friend of mine, Fatimah.

The taxi driver helped Fatimah into the hospital. 

What happened to Fatimah? Why is he alone? Where is Darren?

I accelerated my way to the front room of the hospital.

"Fatimah? What the hell's going on? Why are you alone? Where's Darren's mas?" my many.

"My stomach hurts a lot. I think I'm going to give birth. I've contacted Darren, but he's teaching on campus. Mas Darren always turns off his phone while teaching" he explained.

"How old is your mother?" ask nurse.

"30 Weeks, Sus," replied Fatimah.

"Let's come with me to the delivery room."

Fatimah then entered the maternity room with the help of two nurses. While I'm the one holding Lyra following behind her.

"How's my friend doing, Doctor?" I asked the doctor who handled Fatimah.

"But the gestational age is not even nine months, Doc."

"There are many factors that cause mothers to give birth sooner than the estimated day of labor," explained the doctor. I nodded in understanding.

"Oh yeah. Where is the patient's husband? It's good that you give birth with your husband."

"Ehm-ehm.my friend's husband may be on his way to the hospital."

"alright. If her husband comes, just tell him to come in."

"Okay, Doctor."

How'this? Fatimah was in need of Darren mas but Darren could not be contacted.

There was no other way but to contact Fatimah's husband who was none other than my biological brother. I immediately borrowed Fatimah's phone and rushed to contact Darren.

After many times calling Darren's mas number, he finally answered a call from me.

 

[Hello, Assalamu'alaikum, Deck. What was? Sorry I was teaching a class]

[Ma-ma-af, Brother. This isn't Fatimah, it's me Azzura]

[How dare you call me on my wife's phone!]

[So don't be angry. I called my brother from the hospital. Fatimah had already experienced an early opening. The doctor said she had to give birth right now, and Brother was asked to accompany Fatimah inside the delivery room]

[You don't make this up. Fatimah is not yet nine months old. Where could she give birth?]

[For God's sake. I said right. Fatimah is now in the delivery room]

[The atmosphere was silent for a moment]

[I know my sister hated me from childhood. But for now forget the grudge in Brother's heart. Come to the hospital immediately. Fatimah desperately needed Brother]

Connection interrupted.

I waited for Darren's arrival with an anxious and agitated look on my face. However, I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw him appear and stand before me.

"Alhamdulillah Brother came too. Doctor Brother said he could go straight inside."

Without further ado, looking at me, my older brother went straight into the delivery room.

What exactly makes Darren so hate me?

Seriate….

Hi, loyal readers….

Waiting for support….

Don't forget to leave likes, positive comments, favorites, votes, and gifts. No matter how small your support. Will mean a lot to Author 🥰🥰🥰🥰

🙏🙏