My wife's lover

chapter 93

My wife's gestational age has entered its seventh month. He seems to be getting sicker often. Frequently complain of headaches and also more easily tired. He lay more often in bed.

Actually today I do not want to go to the minimarket because I do not calm leaving it at home but even if I take it to the minimarket, the conditions are not possible.

I always forced her to treat her illness because I was more worried about my wife's condition. But every time I tried to get her to check on her illness, she would say that the dizziness she felt was due to her pregnancy, not her illness.

"I'm okay, my mom. Maybe because of my first pregnancy at an age that was prone to be my condition is weak like this. No need to worry, yes!" That's what he always said.

He just wants to check the contents. Thank God the doctor said that my wife's content is fine and the twins are also in good health in there.

I am busy today making minimarket financial statements. Today is the end of the month and I have to finish the monthly report today as well. And I also have to prepare employee payroll.

But my mind still felt uneasy. Yes, I made a few miscalculations until I dizzy myself made it.

After all the envelopes containing money for employee salaries have been stored back in the safe, I intend to lie down for a while to relax the body.

I was just about to close my eyes when my phone suddenly rang. Andre's. What Andre called, not usually. My inner

"Assalammu'alaikum."

"What, son?"

"All right, I'll be home soon!"

I turned off the phone. I need to get home soon. My mother found my wife lying on the floor unconscious near the bathroom door.

May my wife and twins be well. I got out of the office and got in the car. I drove the car towards the house.

Arriving in the courtyard, I immediately ran towards my room which was upstairs. Actually I asked my wife to sleep downstairs just because her condition was getting weaker but she still did not want to.

Because the room on the first floor there is only one occupied by my mother and Alya. Though I have also said that mother will sleep in the upper room only and Alya has started to be able to walk even though he has not been able to walk normally as usual.

When I got to my room, my wife was still lying on the floor unconscious. There was nothing strong to bring her up to her bed.

"When did Santi faint, ma'am?" ask my mother.

"Mom don't know, son. Mom called him because she brought him food but he didn't say. Finally I opened the door to your room and it turns out your wife is lying unconscious here!" obviously the mother with the worried face.

My two children also look worried even my daughter Alya to the point of crying to see her Mother like that.

I held my wife and took her to the car. I'll take him to the hospital. My mother and my two children are also coming along and I'm going to keep my wife in the back seat.

"Mother why, dad?" ask my daughter while crying.

"Wish you're okay, son!" sahutku.

I drove the car to the hospital my wife used to go to to check the contents. Because the obstetrician said that my wife would give birth by caesarean section. Because my wife will not be able to give birth normally with health conditions and also the condition of her twin babies.

Arriving at the hospital, I immediately took my wife to the IGD. The IGD wasn't too many patients at the time so my wife could be treated immediately.

"Please my wife, sus!" I shouted while holding my wife's weak body.

"Lay in the cage, sir!" nun's decree.

I laid my wife on the cage. After that I was asked to wait outside.

We all waited in the waiting room. My heart beats so hard that my chest feels full. Not to mention my head that suddenly throbbed violently and also my body that suddenly became limp. I really feel scared. I don't know what the fear is. . .

Ten minutes of waiting.

"Where's the family of pregnant women patients, huh?" ask sister.

We all looked. I rushed to the nurse.

"The father takes care of his administration now because the doctor will perform surgery on the patient."

"My wife wants surgery, sus?" manywould be surprised.

"Yes, sir. The doctor will perform a caecar operation on the patient to save the life of the baby."

"What, sus?"

"Mr please go to the administration first, yes. We need to help the patient!" insist nurse.

Without a second thought, I rushed to the admin section. Then I went back to the waiting room in front of the IGD.

Soon the doctor called me and told me that after the examination, my wife's condition was very weak and it was a danger to both fetuses in the womb. It turns out my wife's brain cancer is back in stage three. And my wife will be in surgery in an hour.

I just nodded after hearing all the explanations from the doctor.

My wife was then moved to the OK room. He was still covered with his pale white face. Aahh, if I could just force her to get her disease checked, it might not be this bad. Regrets that are useless.

We followed it all the way to the OK room. We waited in the waiting room where there were many long chairs. None of us wanted to start talking. We are busy with our own thoughts.

My daughter hugged her grandmother while she was teary-eyed while my son was like a confused person staring blankly. I can only pray in my heart that my wife and twins will be given safety, health and long life.

Mind riled. I'm really afraid something bad happened to them. Santi is a dream wife. He never hurt my heart. He always tried to please me. I was like a king to him. Having her as a wife is the most beautiful gift in my life. Somehow it would be my life without that gentle figure.

"Son!" call mommy.

The one sitting next to him just looked around.

"To mosque. Pray and pray for your wife and twins. There's no point in being sad here!" tell mom.

I rubbed my face rough. I forgot that I have not prayed Ashar. I then told my mother to look for the mosque in this hospital.

After asking the security guard, I rushed to the mosque next to the hospital. The mosque is not very big. There are still some people who are praying.

I finished taking ablution and began to fulfill my duty. I prayed for a long time, begging deeply for the healing of my wife and my two children.

I set foot excitedly into the OK room. Twice I had to feel this way. Twice I had to sit in front of the room where my loved ones were struggling on the operating table. Appeal to the owner of life.

An hour passed. I'm getting restless. I wanted to come inside but I had no thought of accompanying my wife than I was restlessly waiting here. It feels like waiting here for so long. Hhhhh. . .

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