Not a Thorn in a Wedding

If Fate Could Be Changed

A soft hand gently touched the shoulders of a very fragile man. All very sad about the departure of Flora and the baby in Calvina's womb. It was unexpected that the two of them left in such a terrible way like this. Zayn bowed down shedding tears of regret. It was all like a dream he wanted to leave right now.

"Zayn, take care of your children's funeral. Pity them if they wait too long" Irene said softly to her son.

He knew how hurt Zayn was right now. As a mother only she could speak to Zayn in a shaken state.

"Yes, Mom." Obey Zayn also went from the room to take care of the return of the child. The tiny baby she was carrying in a helpless state it was very difficult for Zayn to let go. Several times she kissed her baby's face. All of his shaking body watched how shattered Zayn was at this moment.

"I don't know what if Sister Calvina knows all this, Mom." Shopia cried when she said that. The shadow of how broken the brother's heart was knowing his two children left due to his stubborn desire.

The room is now quiet after Zayn's departure takes care of everything. His legs felt so heavy stepping out of the room. In the company of the two middle-aged men he took care of everything. While the men have been assigned to take care of their homes to receive the arrival of the two bodies of the grandson.

The day was so hard two families faced with a lot of support from their families and coworkers. However sad, Zayn still hoped that his wife would survive without leaving him too.

"Let's go back. Calvina must be waiting for you." take Matthew, Calvina's father.

They had just finished taking Flora and her sister to the funeral. Everything is running as usual.

"Want me to split my body in half, Dad. My wife and son are equally important to me. Why did they leave me like this. What if Calvina's gonna give up?" said Zayn stared at the two tombs that were next to each other in front of him.

Several times the man seemed to close his swollen eyes that were difficult to open. The shadow on his head often flashed about his two surviving children in the ground there.

"Zayn, control yourself. Let's go home soon." said Prayan forcefully pulling the child's hand.

Afraid that Zayn's messed up thoughts will lead to bad things. The three men stepped away from the funeral and immediately returned to the hospital.

Seeing the husbands coming, Irene and Gauri approach them and let Zayn approach Calvina. They signaled each other to get out of the room. Leaving Zayn alone with his wife.

Sitting at the side holding hands wrapped in bandages and intravenous needles, Zayn looked down in tears. There were no more words he could say seeing everything that was happening today. Very lightning without being able to give Zayn time to prepare first.

"It all feels like a nightmare, Cal. I don't know until now what really happened to us is real? Our children are no more." Zayn's voice sounded crying. For the first time, she cried like this. It feels fragile there is no spirit only so great hope he gave to the wife who was fighting for her life.

The memory of the doctor's remark that saying only wished with a miracle for Calvina's joy made Zayn very afraid. He shook his head repeatedly in front of his wife. To avoid all the bad thoughts that continue to attack the contents of his head.

Since the tragedy of the accident occurred for up to four years, Zayn is still faithfully waiting for the wife alternately with her mother and father-in-law. There was not the slightest spirit missing from the figure of the handsome man. Even it felt like sleeping in a comfortable room Zayn had forgotten this time.

"We'd better have the doctor remove this device, Zayn. I feel sorry for Calvina." said Gauri who could not bear to see her son continue to survive with unconscious conditions like the last four years.

Zayn shook his head quickly. "No, Ma. No one can take off the tools, Calvina. He can still heal. I'm sure Calvina will wake up soon." Zayn insisted on rejecting the mother's proposal.

"Poor Calvina, Zayn. He must have been in pain all along..." Gauri has not said much more, but Zayn has chosen to leave the room.

Against the mother-in-law it was certainly impossible for her to do so. But keeping up with the mother-in-law's request was far less likely for Zayn.

Until an unexpected event just happens. Zayn's return home to pick up some clothes in the hospital actually made him meet with a very surprising thing.

The figure of the woman with a large belly standing upright stretched out her arms in front of Zayn's speeding car so fast.

"What the fuck is this woman?" as if Zayn was angry. His pupils widened perfectly when his feet hit the brakes so quickly. The anger he brought from the hospital made the man want to vent on the woman ahead there.

Soon Zayn got out of the car and slammed the door of his car.

"What are you doing? You wanna die? Huh!" it was very rough.

Zayn's never been so rude before. However, to the foolish woman in front of him he felt worthy of venting his current anger.

Instead of the answer that Zayn got, he actually heard a cry in front of him that was so bitter. The bloated woman crying lowered her face.

"Please, hit me to death. I beg you, sir." he said so hard he cupped both hands in front of the chest.

Zayn was glued to a place where nothing could be done. Still confused about what happened to him.

"alright. If you're not willing, I'll seek other help." The woman rushed to leave Zayn and chose the other way to crash her body.

Zayn who clearly saw the same vehicle as him before was very fast, so shocked. He ran pushing the pregnant woman's body to the side of the road. Along with the sound of a car horn that was so loud from the car owner just now.

"What are you doing? You want to die? This is not how it works!" zayn's jolt rose blood.

His memory goes back to the boy who left four years ago when his eyes did not look at the belly of the woman in front of him so big. Looking at the stupid attitude of the woman in front of him it felt like Zayn was eager to slap the woman.

"Yes, Sir. I want to die." replied the woman crying.

Zayn's jaw hardened at his words. "If fate could be exchanged I would exchange it. Better you die and my wife live with my son." Zayn said in his heart.

His eyes glazed over at what he had just said.