Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

76. Operation??

Habibie carried Kiara, taking the woman to the nearest ER Hospital from the boarding school. Close like anything, actually the travel distance is quite far.

"Doctor! Doctor help my wife, doctor!" Habibie shouted with a trembling voice. The man immediately put Kiara on the cage when a nurse and a doctor guard in the ER approached him. With trembling hands Habibie still clasped his wife's hand, following her beautiful wife until the doctor checked her condition.

"My wife has Dok's fever! But his body shivered. That, water ... water from inside her stomach comes out." Habibie suddenly blank. The man forgot what the liquid Budhe Rahma had said.

"Good, Sir! I'll check it out for a minute! Sus, please call the gynecologist! There's an emergency here."

"Good Doctor."

Habibie took a few steps back, the man shed tears as his wife opened and closed her eyes like an unconscious person. His heart rumbled, his knees were limp as Kiara's face grew even more pale.

"O Allah, save the wife and the son of the servant." Habibie muttered in the midst of the shock that occurred.

"How's Dok's condition?" ask a doctor who has just come to the ER.

"Not good" said the doctor.

The obstetrician immediately checked Kiara's condition, asking some questions that they really should know. "We're USG first!"

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Habibie, Umm Rahma and Risyam waited outside the ER door carefully. They were really made worried because of Kiara's condition which is still unclear as to what. Fifteen minutes passed, a doctor came out, approached Habibie and his family.

"How's my wife and son doing Doc?" ask Habibie the confusion.

"Look, Sir. Your wife's amniotic fluid seeps, but God willing the baby and your wife are in pretty good shape. If you agree, tomorrow morning we must immediately perform a cesarean operation. For now we focus on lowering your wife's fever first while preparing everything."

Habibie pitched his head, the man rubbed his face with both palms, the heavy sigh was heard. Thank God his wife is still in good shape. However, surgery? The doctor asked him to make a decision?

"What if my wife's in pain, Doc? He can't stand the pain." The man's face showed deep panic and fear. His face was as pale as he was a real sick man.

The male doctor smiled, rubbed Habibie's shoulders, trying to make the man feel calmer. "God is safe sir. If you don't take immediate action, your wife and child won't be okay. If you can, take care of everything now, sir. Sign the license. Excuse me!"

Habibie nodded, the man turned to look at Budhe Rahma with teary eyes. Really, Habibie really didn't want this to happen. "How is this Budhe? Poor my wife."

Umm Rahma rubbed the clear hair that flowed from the corner of her eye. Approaching Habibie to gently pat the man on the back. "God, everything will be fine. We call everyone, son. Trust in God."

"Risham will ask the children in the boarding school to pray for Kiara, Ummi. We will all pray together for Kiara's safety, Bang Habibie must also be sure that God will take care of Kiara and your baby."

"But Sham .. pity Kiara."

Risham nodded, he understood how upset and scared Habibie was, but this was the fate they had to live, pray, work and trust was the thing they had to do.

"God is good, Bang. Believe me!" Risham spoke very softly. In fact he was also very scared and nervous, his heart beating out of habit. However, if he comes into a panic, Risyam is afraid that these people will get worse.

"I want to call my family first" Habibie said with a trembling voice holding back tears.