PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

99 Panic

Ezra

"Zra... Zra... wake up!" Sayup I heard Zoya's voice and I also felt my body shaken.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Zoya sitting next to me. I stared at the wall clock, still at 11 p.m.

"What's wrong?" I asked to look at him up close. Zoya crying?

"Hey, what's up baby!" I sat next to him.

"Zraaaaa!" Zoya screamed like a possessed man.

"Zoya... What's wrong?" I frantically patted her cheek.

Zoya flicked away the blanket that covered her waist up to her feet.

"Astagfirullahal'adzim." I was shocked to see the blood on his pants. The long white sleeping pants were visible blood spots on the outside.

"Zoya! This is why, dear." I knelt in front of him.

Zoya shook her head with tears flowing down. "I don't know Zra."

"I don't feel pain. I'm just uncomfortable because it feels damp. And when I woke up I saw it was like this?" The answer was in the middle of sobs.

"We're going to the hospital." I got straight out of bed, picked up a backpack and brought a change of clothes for Zoya. I also forgot to put my wallet in.

Okay Zra! Don't panic! Poor Zoya!

He looks fucked. I put on an instant hijab and wrapped around her body with a blanket. I got out of the room to open the door and set up the car.

I returned to the room with Zoya who was already very weak and pale. He was scared, it must be even though the blood that came out was not too much.

I immediately carried him and carried him into the car. I drove as fast as lightning to the hospital.

I should how? What am I supposed to do? O Allah, protect his wife and fetus.

Mama!

I immediately searched my phone and called my mother.

"Don't panic, Zra. I'm okay." Zoya muttered softly as she saw me in a hurry to take the phone out of my pants pocket.

Ringing to three, my call was answered.

"Assalamualaikum, Zra."

"Waalaikum greetings, Ma. Ma, Ezra please go to the hospital. Zoya bleeding ma. I don't know what to do?"

"Astagfirulah... Yes Zra... Yeah, mama's there now, son."

Call is closed. I glanced at Zoya who was covered with tears that kept dripping. His hands were relentlessly stroking his stomach.

"Zoya.. patience, baby."

My prayers in my heart never break. If the fetus cannot be saved, O God, at least protect my wife.

I don't know for sure, it's just bleeding or it includes a miscarriage. I didn't want to check it out, because I couldn't accept the worst reality.

I still remember the examination two weeks ago when the doctor told us how the fetal heartbeat sounds in Zoya's womb. I shed tears, hearing a miracle in my wife's womb.

And now, am I ready to lose it? Am I ready to lose the happiness that has just come. O God, do we have to lose Your grace that has not even seen the world?

I arrived at the hospital and Zoya was taken care of by a doctor. Not long after, my mom and dad came.

"Zra!"

"Pa...!" Papa hugged me. My shoulders are shaking violently. I am weak at this time. I was at my lowest point. My wife and my future son are struggling in there. If the pain can be replaced, I will.

"Zra! You are strong!" Mama stroked my shoulder. "Don't get crushed in front of Zoya, son. Or Zoya will be more ruined than you."

"You should be able to make him strong, convince him that everything will be fine."

Mama's right, I can't be like this. Zoya needs me. Zoya needs my support. I can't look so weak.

The doctor came out of the room, "The patient's family."

"I'm her husband doc." I immediately walked towards the doctor.

"Can talk for a minute."

We entered the doctor's office. "We've been trying to stop the bleeding."

"We will do further tests to ascertain the condition of the fetus in the womb of Zoya's mother."

"That's to say, the fetus hasn't come out of the dock yet?" Askaqua.

"No, sir. Just blood. For that we need further examination. And the worst possibility, that is curettage. If the fetus can no longer be saved."

"Astag." Mama silenced her mouth with her hands while her tears flowed down.

We are waiting for the medical team to do the examination. We were all in the masuj when the doctor performed an ultrasound on Zoya's womb.

Thank God, we breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fetus is still active."

Yeah, I saw that 12-week-old fetus moving in my wife's womb.

"The mouth of the womb is not open."

"The best way to keep the content is with bedrest until an uncertain time."

"Don't stress, don't fatigue anything else to do strenuous activity."

"I'll prescribe a booster."

I listened to every doctor's advice. I'm willing to do anything to make Zoya and our child-to-be okay. Zoya is already very happy with the fetus in her womb and I will do my best to make the fetus good including not touching it for a while.

Zoya has been moved to the treatment room. His pale face was no longer visible. Zoya is starting to improve.

"You're great, baby." I kissed her forehead.

"Papa's son, great." I kissed his stomach. "Still little have a warrior soul."

"Fight with mommy, baby." Zoya stroked her stomach. "Mama will always try to take care of you."

I stroked her head and my other hand held her hand. Thank you God. It's more than I asked.

My mom and dad sleep in the hospital. Mom and Dad don't want to go home. Both want to be on Zoya's side. I am grateful to have them. At least I'm not alone in this.

Her morning.

I just finished feeding Zoya. Papa's home, but mama's still here. "Zoy...!" The star opened the door from the outside making me look at the door. Rion walked behind him.

"Bye..." Zoya spread her hands. A warm hug Bi gave it to him.

"Onty's nephew is great." Bi stroking my wife's stomach.

"Dear mommy, son."

"The mother can't work, just ask for a bobok. Huh yeah?" Bi spoke while looking at Zoya's stomach. We smiled at Bi's behavior.

"Zra!" I looked directly at Bi who called my name.

"Be careful!" I frowned.

"Your son is still in his belly already his mother's bodyguard." Bi laughed softly.

"You can't hurt her mom, you can't let her mom get tired, she's the best Zra!" Bi held up his two thumbs.

"Don't stress, Zoy. Think of it as baby love for you."

"Housework! Leave everything to Ezra. Think of this as a signal he gave you. Maybe next time, the baby doesn't want you to stay at work."

Bi right, why don't I think there, just take the positive side, bring happy all the problems that occur.

"Yes, Zra! Look at the positive side." Sahut.

"More all her work and let Zoya be a full housewife."

"Yes ma. Ezra will do his best."

"Zra...!" Zoya's voice made me look at her.

"Yes..." I stroked his head.

"If you are busy, and often go home at night. Can Tiara sleep at home? Accompany me."

I thought for a moment, the housekeeper will be home after 5 p.m. And Tiara came home from the reading house around 5pm as well. Later that night, Tiara can accompany Zoya especially when I come home at night.

I'm nodding. "May darling. I'll let dad go with his mom."

And it seems like everyone agrees as well, Tiara is not someone else to me, she is like my own sister. Zoya and Tiara also know each other.

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Hi everybody...

Before the end of the month, I'm going to finish this novel.

And early next month I'll make a new story with a new title.

I have some rudimentary titles anyway, still skeletons. One of them is the story of Nath 😁

Or I'll walk 2 titles tp slow up 😂 I want to see sikon first. Because usually the end of the year there are many faces 😂 and I was there nyomotin meat 😂

So dr. mother Adara 😊

Trace in stay yes 😉