
Enver waltzed into his wife's nursery, standing glued to Jean who was still unconscious.
“You can rest”, Enver said asking Bram who was sitting on the sofa of the ward to leave.
“Enver, there are a few things you should take care of”. Bram looked at Enver doubtfully.
“You can send to my email, I'll do it mini” night, Enver sits on a small chair beside Jean's bed.
“I mean, there are some important meetings that have been delayed for up to two months. I think you can go home first a few weeks, and ask Ruby or Angel to accompany Jean”. Bram endured his fear.
“Can't we do it online?”, Enver is trying to make things easier.
“Enver, but we almost lost two subsidiaries during these two months. My father and I can't handle it as well as you. Valera company may return to its lowest point again, such as when you undergo detention”. Bram explained.
Enver looked at Bram lethargicly, hoping Bram understood how he was now. But Bram did not flinch at all.
“Isn't this still far from a loss?, on appeal when I was held first, at this time the company is really in the best condition”. Enver says.
“I will do what I have to do from here as much as possible. Jean couldn't have moved hospitals, let alone interstate transfers. That's too risky”. Enver made it clear why he could not return to his home country.
Bram who gave up, could only get out of the room without saying anything.
The exhausted Enver laid himself down on the sofa, he fell asleep after a long time of his eyes opening.
“Enver?”, that subtle sound was dim in Enver's hearing.
“Enver!”, the sound that can adjust Enver's tears is getting clear.
Enver opened his eyes, finding Jean's face smiling at him. Jean knelt beside the sofa where Enver slept.
“Jean?, you realize?”, Enver glazed as he held Jean's face, hugging Jean many times. A sense of happiness rushes all over Enver's body.
“Hey, stop, until when do you keep hugging me like this”. Jean complained while patting Enver on the back.
“Enver, where's my hair?, why am I bald?”, Jean complained while pouting. The sight made Enver smile.
“The nurses who bullied you, but that's good. So that I could do this.”, Enver grabbed Jean's head and kissed Jean's bald head.
“Hei is right!”, Jean sulks.
“Hahaha, Jean let's go home”. Enver clings to Jean once more.
“But I can't come with you”, Jean's words make Enver petrified.
“What?, Why?”. Enver asked as he let go of his embrace. Enver looked in Jean's direction.
“How can I leave my son alone here?”, Jean's sweet face turned wry instantly.
Enver was silent for a moment, confused by what his wife had said.
“No, Jean. realize, our son is dead. We have to let it go”. Enver restrains Jean, who leaves Enver.
“Then you are so”. Jean turned to Enver.
“What?”, Enver confusion.
“You should also be willing to release ku”. Jean takes her hand off Enver's.
“Je.. Jean!, please stay with me, Jean!”. Enver tries to catch up to Jean who goes out of the hospital room. But his body was so heavy to move.
“Haahhh”. Enver woke up on the sofa with sweat filling his entire body. Enver's breath was wheezing, his eyes glancing in all directions in the room.As Enver gazed towards the bed, he saw Jean's body still lying stiff there.
Enver stood up from his sleep, walked slowly to the chair beside Jean's bed, and then sat there. Watching Jean's belly breathe.
Enver's breath slowly calmed down, fusing with the sepulchre of the room.
“Jean, I miss you”, Enver clasped Jean's hand.
One week later, Enver sat in the doctor's office to hear Jean's health development.
“The condition of your wife's body is getting better, but strangely there are no signs of consciousness. In addition to all that, the condition of the baby can not be saved, every day the size of the baby shrinks. When we did further tests, we found the baby was rotting. We must immediately do the appointment, because it is feared it will infect the mother”. The beginning of the explanation from the doctor, it has become a clear picture of how it ends. The Enver who had already received all of that, only nodded a few times without asking much.
A caesarean section was performed, but that day Enver experienced emotional shock for the second time, because Jean was critical. When he was first taken to the hospital, his body continued to improve, and never experienced critical. But after the caesarean section, Jean dropped to critical.
That night Enver looked at Jean, who was lying with more tools to survive, and Enver rubbed Jean's fingers several times, before raising her hand.
“Where should I bite him?, do you have enough blood?”, Enver asked as he kissed Jean's wrist, which looked like a fleshy bones.
“Doctor says can't do this. He said it would be dangerous for you if I suck your blood now. But I'm so desperate now, you don't open your eyes. If you after this give up on living, then I will meet you soon”. Enver bites Jean's wrist slowly, sucking the blood from her already pale body like a corpse.
Enver shed tears, a fresh taste of Jean's blood, dousing his long-lasting thirst. The feeling of happiness rippled to treat the drought that had tormented Enver quite a few months ago. Yet a small point of worry pierced slowly, a feeling of fear if the step he took was the wrong step, leaving behind a terrible grief.
“Pak!, what are you doing?”, three nurses enter frantically into the ward. Looks like they saw the CCTV footage, and realized what Enver was doing.
Two male nurses try to pull Enver away from Jean, and a female nurse tries to remove Jean's hand from Enver's grasp.
“Please be aware sir, your wife will experience a lack of blood, it will worsen her critical condition”. The female nurse tried to resuscitate Enver, the big man did not budge despite the attraction of two men. And those two guys are, of course, vampires, because they're in a vampire-only hospital.
Until some other people came into the room to help, and a nurse injected drugs into Enver's neck, but Enver remained unmoved.
“Add the dose!”, twice the anesthetic injection following the shout.
Enver's gaze was misty, he looked at his wife's face. The gaze that had been blocked by tears, was now getting darker slowly.
“Jean, have you decided?, want to give up, or stay alive?. I'm waiting for your decision”. The man collapsed, leaving relief for the nine panicked nurses in the room.