Never Gone (Health and Obsession)

You are my life

dr. Terry saw one more report coming in on his, "Have this been confirmed?" ask the man again.

"Already, we can not be sure how the age of the womb but according to my estimate his age is under one week" said the woman who works as an obstetrician.

dr. Terry took a slow breath, after his critical wife had to tell the man if he also lost his future son.

"Okay, I'll call her" said dr. Terry's.

His hands also reset the medical device that had sounded loudly when something wrong happened to the woman's body.

....

The small body that was trembling because of the crying had now begun to calm down in his arms, he did not expect that his son would be that mysterious.

The small back that hugged his body tightly, he rubbed and patted the tiny body.

Please please...

Let me see her, I really can't take it anymore...

Stop torturing me this way, I can't...

The buzzing words in her ears made her shut while patting her son's body.

"If I had let him see Axel back then, if I had just agreed to his request he probably wouldn't have.." he muttered as he recalled the woman's words.

Honestly, he was really surprised, before him he even felt something sweet because only this time the wife was in complete control of their bed game.

But after that?

"I won't let her die, won't!" he murmured when he thought of the woman.

...

The sunken moon and replaced with the rising sun made the adorable little one start to wake up.

His sleep was slumbering because the pain in his body had begun to disappear and was also in the arms of the father in contrast to the man who held him all night.

Do not fall asleep, stay awake and think of someone who is still unconscious and full of medical devices.

"Yey! Axel can get home!" his words smiled with clear eyes sparkling as he knew nothing.

The man was silent for a moment and gave a thin smile that he forced on his face when he saw his son who was so carefree.

"Axel likes us to go home?" asked Richard while wearing clothes for his favorite son.

Axel nodded with vigor, even though he was angry, annoyed and feeling unfair and ignored by his mother but when he saw the beautiful cake that he destroyed last night made him feel something that pressured him.

Expecting affection of course he still wants, hoping the mother will persuade him and stay by his side.

*Axel wants to be Mommy!

This time Axel wants it for a long time! Bial Mommy knows her sad Axel*!

Said the little man in his heart, because he was also really still expecting the mother back to him.

.....................

Zinchanko Mansion

Axel looked around him, there was not a single sign of the mother filling the luxurious place.

His tiny hands clasped his hands tightly while looking at his father's face.

Richard turned his head to look towards the eyes of his wondering son.

"Axel looking for Mommy?" asked Richard while holding something stuck in his throat.

Axel immediately threw away his gaze with his pouting face, "No! Axel doesn't love Mommy anymore!" say it to the father.

The small hand let go of his grasp and walked itself in all directions in the luxurious and large mansion.

His little legs slowly headed towards his room, he opened his door slowly and thought the mother was waiting for him with toys and fairy tale books around her.

However those sparkling eyes were again lost as he stared at his spacious bedroom and reflected the cheerful nuances were empty.

"Mommy's not here?" his murmur was soft with a lethargic tone.

His small legs did not give up he immediately moved to his parents' second room.

Silent...

There was nothing until he went in and checked the bathroom.

He felt very angry but somehow his anger made his feelings become overflowing until he dropped his clear droplets again.

She felt that her mother had completely thrown her away and left her.

"Axel?"

The voice that made her aghast and immediately quickly wiped away her tears then turned to look towards the father.

"Axel why is it here? Find Mommy?" asked the man as he walked closer towards his son.

"No! Axel doesn't love Mommy! Mommy lives with Axel!" his words that looked angry but mixed with crying.

"Mommy is dear to Axel," said the man while wiping away his son's tears, "Mommy is sick so it's not home right now."

"lik! Daddy Lied! Mommy's time sick? Mommy was healthy then! Mommy must be Uncle Sean, right?!" his words that now no longer accept the reason of the father.

For her now her mother has been snatched and no longer loves her.

"Axel hates Mommy! Axel.." his words faltered because of hiccups when he came back crying.

The man could not say anything, his son was already very angry but injured at the same time.

The tiny, fragile heart was already wounded, he did not know how to comment or rebel to his mother all he could do was cry that reflected his feelings.

The roaring cry made the man flinch, the overflowing feeling that made him afraid, agitated, and sad simultaneously mixed together.

Richard slowly pulled the tiny body into his arms, patted him slowly and calmed his son.

"Later Daddy will bring Mommy home, Axel do not cry anymore well." said with a voice that increasingly stuck in his throat.

"Axel hates Mommy, huhuhu.." Her cries faltered at the father.

......................

After getting a call Richard immediately rushed to the hospital because there was something the doctor wanted to talk about.

He entered the doctor's office and saw an additional female doctor next to the man with the glasses.

dr. Hanna began to explain about the contents of the miscarriage because the mother had experienced shock during heavy bleeding when the sharp object pierced and injured her heart.

The deg!

Like being hit by a rock and then thrown into an endless abyss. That's what he feels.

"He pregnant? When's? Why am I just being told?" asked Richard who frowned and could not seem to accept the situation.

"True sir, the age of the new womb is about one week so we need to reassure" said dr. Hanna.

Daddy's? Axel wants three sisters...

One sister two younger brothers...

Once again his memories and the hum in his ears made him feel pain in his chest.

"Then the child is still.." he said in a voice that began to change while cursing to regain control of his feelings and emotions.

He was silent for a moment hearing her, but unconsciously gave a small nod.

During a fight or cold war with the woman but she still asked for her rights as her husband, the frequency of sleep or a relationship that did not change even though she was angry.

And who knows if when the relationship is stretched and he who is filled with anger will be given another little angel who might be as adorable as his brother who was born first.

The deg!

It is petrified, a small blood clot and still does not look at all like a human form.

"He's my son?" her asked with a voice that sounded trembling like it was holding a rumble within her chest.

"Right sir, in this age there has been no formation in the fetus," replied dr. Hanna

The man was still sculpting, he was still digesting his situation with his head being so sudden.

dr. Terry only looked at the man while waiting for the patient's guardian in front of him to feel calmer before he said anything about the man's wife's condition.

"Sorry before, can I talk?" his question again immediately awakened Richard from his reverie.

Richard curled his eyes again as he looked at the man, "Yes?" her questions began to daze.

"Ainsley's mother's condition is declining, and maybe if later she finds a donor can not be sure her condition will improve" he said dr. Terry was doubtful.

"What do you mean?" asked Richard wince.

"Ainsley's mother's current condition is also not possible to receive a heart donor" he told the man.

"So even giving her a new heart would have the same results?" ask Richard again.

"I can't determine a person's life and death, but donor surgery has a big risk in view of Ainsley's mother's heart condition" said dr. Terry again.

"Then he has no chance of living even though he has a new heart?" asked Richard again who still looked very confused because his mind was in chaos.

"Living possibilities exist if receiving a new heart but the risks during surgery and post-surgery are huge" he said.

"The choice of giving a new heart is a very risky choice" he added.

"Then if he stays like this will it be okay?" ask Richard again, "It's okay even if he doesn't wake up, as long as..."

He can't connect his sentences, his thoughts are as chaotic as his mood.

"As long as he's alive, that's enough for me" she continued.

dr. Terry was silent for a moment, he could not answer directly because there was no way the woman could last much longer.

"Maybe you should let go of his den-"

Brak!

The teary-eyed man flinched instantly, the sturdy strong table in front of him was seen broken in the part of the man's hands.

"What did you say? Try saying it again with your mouth," said Richard who immediately looked so angry.

"It's not so! I mean sa-"

"My heart will also be unplugged and I'll squeeze it with my hand!" his words began to threaten the doctor with glasses in front of him.

"You need to calm down, sir" said dr. Terry who was shocked saw the man who suddenly changed and had a strong air to kill him as well.

Richard clucked and began to step his foot out of the room.

His steps went without direction, he could no longer think of anything in his head after hearing the explanation about the condition of the wife.

But his feet know where the road to go home, his steps walk toward something that can make him feel comfortable and obsessive simultaneously.

Tests...

He does not understand the emotional feelings he feels at this time, he has felt and knows the feelings of anger, anxiety, fear, panic and worry.

But this time he just got a new emotion that makes him feel foreign.

"What's this?" his murmurs were conscious as he felt something on his cheeks when he saw the wife's body.

"I'm crying? It's impossible, right? I.." his murmur choked as he stepped closer to his wife.

The seepage of clear white liquid was getting out of his eyes, he did not know why he could feel hurt or feel something that made him unable to breathe.

"Ainsley's? What am I? My eyes kept watering." asked her who felt strange to herself.

This time I knew what sadness was.

"Pff! Am I crying? It's impossible, right? Because am I like this? Because our son no longer exists? I just killed my own son before Axel was,"

"I've killed a lot of other people, too, I've often almost killed you. But why am I like this? I'm weird.." murmured to himself, but his tears couldn't stop.

The feeling of tightness was like slicing his chest, an uncomfortable feeling and also made him feel injured without any injuries on his body.

He felt confused by what he felt, even the cries he let out could not accept and continued to deny simultaneously.

"Ainsley's? You remember right? I ever say what? I'm not gonna let you die first, you think I'm gonna let her?" ask her with a trembling voice.

"How dare you leave me? Nah! I won't let you!" he said while dropping tears that he could not stop until he hit the woman's hand.

The reason why he was crying alone could not be found, the reason why his feelings became so chaotic was unknown to him.

His legs felt lost power, he dropped his knees to the floor before he could pull the chair.

His large and warm hands were holding small hands that were even filled with small hoses.

"I'll bring Axel back to you, so..."

"Don't stay with me." she said softly as she touched the little hand.

Hands that even felt could be shattered if he grasped them too tightly.

Her feelings grew increasingly chaotic, like something was collapsing the wall in her heart. He just realized something.

Why does she always think she will live whatever she does?

Because he who always felt himself could manage life and death someone made him always feel whatever he did to the woman would be nothing.

His increasingly overflowing feeling made him continue to cry like a child, tears that he could not even feel out without being able to stop.

Feelings of sadness that he had never known what kind of feeling made him like losing himself.

Why do I always feel like you'll live as long as you do?

I just realized that you're very fragile...

I used to think you were just a glass that broke easily but this time I knew you weren't a glass...

You're a soap bubble that can even break and disappear without anything...

As it is today...

You almost disappeared even if no one wanted to kill you...

I'll take Axel to you...

So don't leave me...

I can't live if you don't exist...

I just realized that you're my life...