ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 187: WHEN CAN I SEE THEM

The Gita still looks calm in her unconsciousness. The drug is still working until the predicted deadline. So he really doesn't know what's going on. Gilang almost removed from the operating room, because it has been considered to have disrupted the ongoing operation.

Doctors are not God, the operation was immediately done to save the lives of his son and wife. Then who can Gilang blame for the maximum effort they have done as much as they can according to the field of science they have.

“We've worked with a maximum of Pa. Drinking amniotic water that seeps and almost runs out is the cause of your son's death.” Obviously the doctor responded to Gilang's request.

“Why didn't you guys do this operation last week, if now my son is lifeless at birth.” Gertak Gilang's. This was the first time Gilang had vented his emotions violently on someone else.

“We are only doctors not God. If you keep asking us for life. Please come out of this room..!!” Firmly the doctor who felt very disturbed by the presence of Gilang in the room.

“Astagafirullah .. astagafirullah.” He could have awakened himself. Of his sudden anger. Disappointment is certain, regret is also certainly there. But what to say. Rice has become porridge. Didn't all this time they always checked with intense pregnancy Gita. There were no signs of leaking amniotic fluid and so on in the crotch. Why did his son have to be a victim.

The operating light that was flashing in the doorway was dead. That means the operation is done. A sigh of relief emanated on the panic-stricken face and tired of waiting in front of the door. They are Dendra, Indira, Ibu Gilang, Arum, Asep and Kevin. Come in front of the operating room.

Gilang stepped shabby and haggard, he could not hide if he was so devastated by the loss of his first son.

“What's Nak ..?” Diendra was the first to see Gilang's disappointed face coming out of the operating room.

“Sorry ..” that's all I could say before his body was embraced by Dendra, his father-in-law.

The nurse was carrying a baby with a young meah colored diaper. Kevin immediately approached the nurse.

“Where is the other sister?” kevin asked a bit confused. He knew that his sister was pregnant with twins.

“Sorry, we only managed to save one baby. While the other one has died in the womb.” The nurse replied loudly.

“Innalilahiwainaliirojiun.” Answer them simultaneously.

“Gilang ... Have you matured your daughter?” Kevin realized that Gilang was really blank. Losing his mind.

“Astimefirullahaladzim.” Dzikir Gilang took off Dendra's embrace. Then turn to the nurse who carried her daughter, then re-enter the room to perform the obligatory rituals as a Muslim.

“Gwen Alesha Surenra, I accuse you ...” The whisper of the chant of the temple of Adhan came out slowly near the earlobe of Gilang. It was sad to lose his first son. He still has to be grateful still be given the mandate to keep his baby instead.

“You accompany Gita only. For funeral preparation business let us take care of.” Kevin took over the grief that befell Gilang. He never imagined that his sister would suffer a loss so soon. He understood the feeling of Gilang which is certainly like a ship losing a captain.

“Strong for them. God loves your son more, so take care of what is left of you.” Order Kevin before bringing Baby who has been wrapped in swaddling cloth, ready to be bathed and given when.

Just shut up. Some kind of prolonged daze. Don't know what to do. Thankful to the many people around him for supporting and taking over everything he has to accomplish.

“Who is your son's name ?” ask Kevin then.

“Genta Akbar Mahesa.” Answer Gilang. Yes ...he and Gita have designed the names of their future sons and daughters. Gita asked that her son would give her the same last name, Mahesa. And Surenra for the daughter who would later be married by Gilang his father.

Kevin accepted that answer. That's important Kevin asked, for the purposes of the name on the tombstone later of course.

While the Gita has been moved into the mother's room. A few hours passed slowly his eyes began to open. The effects of the drug are gone. But indeed he cannot do physical activity as well as mind.

“A’a .. ?” call slowly.

“Where are our children ..?” ask Gita to know.

“They are in the nursery, Neng.” Reply Gilang behonhg. No way, he immediately said that Genta was with God in heaven.

“Gwen beautiful ... father?” Gita remembers the name of her future daughter.

“Beautiful as Eneng.” Said Gilang while swallowing his saliva.

“Genta definitely handsome like a’a.” Khayal Gita himself. He wanted that name for his son.

“Neng ..”

“Iya a’ ..”

“Thank you for giving birth safely. Thank you for being the perfect and wonderful wife for a’a. I love you .. neng.” Glazed kisses the cheeks, eyes, forehead and lips of the Gita very gently.

“Thank you to Allah a’ ... who has given confidence that we carry the mandate to be parents.” Said Gita who still does not know if her child is the only one they can take care of.

“Healthy quick yes Neng ..” wipe Gilang on the hand that is still stuck with the infusion needle. Tests ... Gilang tears fell there.

“Why a’a cry ..?” gita asked in surprise with her husband's expression.

“Terharu neng's. Blissfully. We have finally become fathers and mothers. Thank you, my dear.”

 No flirting this time. I mean, I'm really very confused. When to be honest about the dead Genta and tomorrow morning will be buried soon.

“Iya A’ Welcome also make a’a who always patiently ngadepin a super chatty eneng during their pregnancy. Next ask for patience in continue yes a’.. accompany eneng so a great mother for our children.” The Pinta Gita

 while stroking the head that is still attached to the side of the patient's bed.

“Excuse me.. Is there a fart? If yes, can already drink little by little yes.” Ask the nurse who has entered the nursery Gita.

“Heem .. it feels like it's been since.” Answer Gita quickly.

“OK .. good. Here's the drinks and food.” The nurse offers a tray of food for Gita.

“Good. When can I meet my children sisters ..?” tanya Gita can't wait to see her baby.

“Healthy and strong first yes .. later we will immediately bring his baby dede here.” The nurse replied while glancing at Gilang.

Connect ….

I'm sorry they're Tri-G, they can't be Four-G

Healthy greetings to all