Open your Heart to Me

Open your Heart to Me
Operating Room



Diandra went into the ER room looking for her husband. Some time searching, finally found her husband who was no longer conscious. His freshness began to collapse, the tears that had been trying to hold him finally spilled and no longer wiped. Sobs of crying sounded from his mouth. Sometimes she wiggles her husband's body to be aware of his presence. The doctors and nurses who handled it also asked him to remain calm, but he did not heed.


"Sorry, is the patient's mother's family ?" ask the doctor.


"I'm his wife, please save my husband doc!" he said to the doctor, holding tightly onto the doctor's arm.


"We will try our best, ma'am, we will immediately take surgery, because the wound is quite severe" said the doctor.


" Mom can sign the approval letter for her operation, we will immediately take the mother's husband to the Operating Room" Sister handed a piece of paper to Ara Diandra.


Diandra signed. Finally Mario took several sisters to the operating room. Diandra walked along with the patient's gurney carrying her husband while holding her husband's hand which began to feel cold. Diandra stopped when her husband and the medical team were about to enter the operating room.


"Sorry, I'm waiting outside first. Let the doctor do his job" he said, smiling and holding Diandra's hand.


" Good sister". Trying hard but still shed tears.


The operating room door was closed. All the do'a she promised never broke up for her husband's safety. Mario's laughter rang in his mind. Instantly he felt a deep longing for his heart. The shadow of his sweet memories with Mario is clearly emblazoned in his memory. No matter where the source of the water came from, his tears never subsided. The longer the tears flowed. Sometimes he mumbled almost unheard


"God, save my husband, protect him, heal him" Do'a Dian.


"Darling, I'm sure you're strong.You have to heal baby, for me and for our son Alvaro" he said.


It didn't feel like 40 minutes had passed, but the operation wasn't finished yet. Dian was unceasingly pacing back and forth in front of the operating room. Sometimes he looked at the door of the room. A few minutes later the door opened.


The doctor who handled Mario's surgery slowly stepped towards Diandra. Disappointment on the face of the doctor while holding Diandra's hand.


" I'm sorry, Mom, we've tried our best but God wants something else. Patient mommy well, forgive us". Patting the shoulder Dian then stepped leaving Dian who stood looking speechless. Diandra's tears are now unstoppable.


Dian also understood the meaning of the doctor's speech and then cried as it happened.


"Wake up baby, you have the heart to stay with me Varo, I beg you to open your eyes. You have promised to follow me to the villa, you told me to take care of myself but why don't you take care of yourself. You really have heart, baby... Let's get up... don't we want to celebrate our anniversary ??? My dear, Varo is waiting for us at Anna's house.. Wake up Mario Kusuma..!!!" His voice grew louder with unceasing cries. The nurse and guard were overwhelmed by the depression that appeared to be upon her husband's departure.


"Sorry sister, I want to know, who brought my husband here after the accident?" ask Diandra to the nurse.


"Sorry ma'am, the man who took her left immediately when he found out the victim's family had arrived" the nurse replied.


"Did she hit my husband's sister ?" Ask again.


"If that I don't know mom.. Maybe you can ask the witness and the police".


She passed from the presence of the sister with a million questions in her head about what had happened to her husband.


Mario's body was buried in the hospital, then escorted to the funeral home for a funeral.


Families and relatives arrived. Given the severity of the injuries experienced by Mario made Dian decide to immediately bury him.


The funeral procession is over, the family and relatives who helped deliver Mario to his final resting and say their deepest condolences to Dian.


Diandra just kept quiet, did not give a response to people who passed by to regret it.


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