My wife's lover

chapter 99

I drove the car at high speed. Unfortunately, these hours are the hours of traffic jams. Lots of cars go by. Until I got to the hospital a little longer. After parking my car, I rushed up to the 3rd floor where the ICU room was located. I went straight to the nurse in front of the ICU.

"Suster, can I go inside?" I was nervous to get anxious.

"Oh, Mr Anto is the husband of Santi's patient?" ask sister.

I nodded, "yes sus!" sahutku.

"Please come in, sir! " said the nurse.

I then wear special clothes provided in the room next to the ICU room. After that I went inside. My wife is sleeping. I then asked the nurse who was busy cleaning the medical equipment on her desk.

"Sus, the hospital called me. What's up, sus?" my many.

"Oh her husband Santi's, huh?"

I'm nodding.

"The wife of the father had started to move and she started to open her eyes a little but then she fell asleep again. But the doctor said the patient was beginning to wake up. Right now Santi's mom is not in a coma anymore but she's asleep."

"Is that really sus?" I was surprised to be mixed with pleasure.

"Yes, sir. The doctor said so. It seems like when your wife starts to open her eyes, she feels dizzy until she goes back to sleep."

"Alhamdulillah!" I said as I rubbed my face slowly.

I sat down next to my wife, clutching her slightly warm hand not as cold as it had been while I was staying.

"Darling, I'm sorry when you opened your eyes and there's nothing next to you. When we got home, one of our twins was crying."

I kissed the back of his hand, "Yank, get up. We're going home. The kids miss you so much, especially our twins. They must have missed your warm embrace!"

I read the holy verses of the Koran in his ear. I slowly rubbed the shoots of her head and occasionally kissed her cheeks gently. I just realized that there are some life aids in my wife's body no longer exist.

"Suster, why is the tool that is usually in my wife's nose is no longer installed? There are usually two!" many wonder.

"Oh that's a ventilator, sir. Oxygen hose to help the breathing of the father's wife. Now the mother does not need it anymore because it has been a few days the saturation is always normal and never again up and down. The patient's condition stabilized.

"Oh so. Then the other hose why is it still there, sus?" I asked while pointing at the other hose that was still in my wife's nose.

"If it's NGT, sir. To put food liquid into the stomach of Santi ma'am. Because the mother still needs intake unless later if the mother can eat her own new tool will be released!" obviously sister.

I nodded in understanding. I hope my wife wakes up quickly and can eat by herself so she doesn't need any more help. I really don't like to see all the tools attached to my wife's body. Seeing all those hoses scares me and worries every day.

I waited a while for my wife to open her eyes. I don't want to get off her side. I want when he opens his eyes the first thing he sees is that I'm not someone else.

An hour later I felt a movement in his hand that I was holding. I then looked at his face. Eyes twitching. The lentic eyelashes that always make me stunned to look at him more and more often moving. I waited with my heart pounding. Shortly afterwards I heard his voice.

"Uhhhhhhhh,"

I called the nurse.

"Suster, my wife seems to have woken up!" myrag.

The sister approached me. He started examining my wife's body from my hand to my wife's head.

"My wife is awake!" obviously sister.

My wife opened her eyes slowly and she blinked her eyes. Looks like his eyes are glaring. Probably because it has not been exposed to the light for a long time.

"Please, sir. But patients don't talk too much, yeah!" nurse message.

I continued to hold tightly to my wife's hand which also returned my hand. I rubbed his head lovingly. And finally the eyes were completely open.

"Mas. . ." she said Lirih while looking at me softly.

"Yes, baby it's a mas!" my sakut.

I don't feel my tears falling. I'm very happy. I haven't felt this feeling in a long time. I kissed my wife's face! He smiled thinly. It seemed like he was still so weak that even smiling he was like a tribulation.

Slowly, the other hand with the infusion tube moved towards his stomach and then rubbed the stomach slowly. His forehead suddenly shriveled.

"My hometown!?" she asked with a sad face. His eyes began to glaze over, "Where's my baby, my mom?" he asked with a trembling voice.

"Our baby is born safe baby!" whispered in his ear.

The sad face suddenly changed. His mouth was open, "Are you really, mom?" tanyanya did not believe.

I nodded with a smile, "Yes, baby. Our twin daughters have been born healthy and safe. They're at home with mom, Alya and Andre!" my clear.

"Our twin daughters?" ask her with a trembling voice.

"Yes dear. Our twin babies are both girls!"

Suddenly she was crying again. I think this time it was a happy cry.

"I want to see our twins, mom!" pinta my wife with a pleading face.

"Yes, honey. You'll definitely see them but we'll have the same doctor's permission, yeah!"

"The doctor's there but you've just come to your senses, yank. You can't go home yet!"

"But I want to see my baby, mom!" his insistence with a trembling voice. He was like crying.

"Yank, you've been in a coma for four months. And the doctor won't let you go home!"

My wife's eyes are round. He's about to wake up, "What, mas? I've been in a coma for four months?" ask my wife in shock.

"Don't wake up, yank. Let's lay down again!" I told him to help him lie down again.

Wife according. He may not be able to sit. He started sobbing. I hugged her while rubbing her hair softly.

"Prophey, yank! You must have met our twin daughters!" amuckoo.

"I can't take care of them, Mom. I'm a useless mother!" he said in the middle of sobs.

"Huussa! Don't say that, yank! You are a great mother! The proof is they're okay. Growing healthy!"

He let go of my embrace, "They don't hurt anything, do they? I remember when I fell that my womb was only seven months when I wanted to invite their shopping needs."

"They're healthy and pretty!"

"They were born prematurely. Are they really okay, ma'am?" tanyanya.

"Thank God, they're fine. They just want to be in the arms of the same mother!"

"I want to go home, mom!" her crying is getting louder.

"Sstt, don't cry out loud, yank. There are patients too!" it's my word that feels bad. Unkind to my wife for forbidding her to cry and also unpleasant to other patients.

I hugged him back. Rubbed his shoulders so he could feel calm.

"When can I go home, mom?"

"Suster once said, if your condition is completely stable then you will be moved to an ordinary room but still can not go home, yank! You still need treatment!"

Hhh, he breathed heavily, "Mas. . ."

"Hmm, what's the baby?" my question while releasing a hug.

Our eyes meet. I felt it back I felt. I really have long missed moments like this.

"Thank you. . ." he said softly.

"Hmm, thanks for what?"

"Thank you for taking care of me during my coma. Thank you for being faithful to me."

I smiled, "You're my wife. The soul masa. Of course I'll do all that, yank!"

"Mas, I really didn't choose the wrong husband. I love you so much, mom!"

"Mas too, yank. I love you so much!" my reply.

I brought the faces of both of us closer. Then I looked at his lips. The lips that were a few hours ago were very pale, now slightly reddened. I then brought my lips closer to hers but not until my lips touched hers suddenly she turned her face away.

My forehead wrinkled. What's wrong with her? "Yank?"

"Hmm, mum. I've been in a coma for more than four months. I didn't brush my teeth!" embarrassed answer.

I smiled and pinched his nose.

"Every day you rub, really!" gurauku.

His forehead wrinkled, "Masa, mas?"

I held back a laugh then quickly kissed her aunt a glance.

"Mas iihhh!" his protest hit me softly on the shoulder.

That pale face was now blushing. Get well soon, yank. I missed you so much!

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Sorry if there is a typo. Thanks for reading 😊🙏

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