The Ex-Love

MTS2 - ZHAVIA & PATRICK PART 18

The white hand continued to hold the hand of his wife who was still lying weak after the surgical removal of her second child. Zhavia lost a lot of blood but survived because his blood supply was not difficult. Patrick continues to accompany her until she can no longer remember to eat. He wants to be with his wife always.

This regret had left him too disappointed in himself. Zhavia also wanted to be with her husband. Zhavia is still being treated in the ICU for more intensive care because after surgery, his body temperature is still fairly feverish.

Until finally she realized and got her husband sitting next to her sleeping near her hands. Zhavia smiled faintly. She was happy that her husband could realize everything even if he had to lose his son. Zhavia grabs Patrick's head to wake up but has not woken up. Doctors who were aware of Zhavia's consciousness immediately entered the room to check.

"Mrs Zhavia, how are you? Hem, Mr. Patrick insisted on keeping you company because you were so anxious. He hasn't gone anywhere since you got out of the operating room

Zhavia smiled.

"So, how do you feel?" Ask the doctor kindly.

"It's still a little dizzy" replied Zhavia briefly.

And then Patrick woke up. He looked up his head to make sure his wife was.

"Zhavia, are you conscious?" Patrick stroked the top of Zhavia's head.

Zhavia nodded.

"Mr Patrick, we are still confirming the state of Mrs Zhavia because her body is still feverish, for the time being Mrs Zhavia must still be in this room. In one hour we'll have a USG check to see if anything happened to Ms. Zhavia's womb because I'm a little worried about Ms. Zhavia's still-weak condition" the doctor told Patrick.

"It's okay doc, do your best" Patrick said without turning his eyes to Zhavia.

"Alright then, I'll excuse you, I hope Mrs Zhavia's condition improves. I'll have the nurse drain the vitamins into the mistress' body,"

"Thank you doc" said Patrick slowly.

Now he was staring at the bright black net which was also staring at him. They are aware of each other's existence. Although Zhavia's view was rather blurry because of the many drugs that flowed on his body.

"Bagc ... How are you, baby?" Patrick asked first as he grabbed Zhavia's hand and kissed the back of his hand.

"Pathetic," replied Zhavia smiling faintly.

Patrick looked up his head and looked back at his wife. One hand stroked the temple to the face of Zhavia.

"I'm sorry it doesn't mean anything anymore. I'd do anything for you. I'm not leaving you again. I don't want to be far away anymore. I'm gonna trust you. I will believe in our relationship. Please Zhavia don't throw me out. Let me here take care of you and keep you company. I'm a stupid man but let me stay. Please, I beg you," said Patrick slowly and his eyes glazed over.

Zhavia still saw her husband looking weak, frustrated and helpless.

"You should be happy for Pat that our second son is dead. You want it, right?" saut Zhavia resuscitated her husband.

Patrick didn't say a word. He hugged Zhavia. He was crying on his wife's shoulder.

"I am the most cowardly man in the world. I'm loser. Zhavian. Any punishment I'll take even if you ask for a divorce. I don't know but I really still want to be with you," said Patrick according to his heart.

Zhavia. Patrick pulls back and faces each other.

"I can't get away from you, I still love you, I'm fine" Zhavia said later.

Patrick's heart was racing. He still looked at Zhavia.

"What's your heart doing, Zhavia? I've been so guilty, but you're not the least bit mad at me. Do I deserve it?" patrick holds the face of the Zhavia.

"Everyone is wrong.The big little remains guilty. I forgive you dear so that you may live in happiness if in the end I have to leave you," Zhavia replied holding Patrick's face.

"Leaving? Whatchu mean?" look for Patrick stabbing his heart.

"Either my whole body is not as it used to be. All day my body warms up and my head is dizzy. What exactly happened to me? Zena's pregnancy time I was never like this," Zhavia told her current complaint.

"All because of me Zhavia! Since I didn't notice you, you just calm down. I will take care of you and accompany you. Zhavia, don't be like this. You have to get back to health and work as usual. I'll leave all the work to Eden and Hoshi. I don't care what the outcome will be. Now I know I want to go back to you like I used to. I want to make amends, please accept me once more Zhavia, allow me to be the help of your breath every heart. Let me be your life again. I beg you, "please ask Patrick with a pleading face and full of deep regret.

Maybe this is what is called love. The words that came out of her husband's mouth sounded so soothing to her. He just wanted this guy. As he said it may look and visual Patrick so perfect but in it we don't know. Zhavia was willing to accept all that. Zhavia also held Patrick's face. He smiled and nodded slowly. Zhavia then pulled Patrick's face closer to her.

"I miss you, Pat,"

"I miss you too, Zhavia. My love, thank you for your forgiveness, I love you," replied Patrick and kissed Zhavia's lips very gently. A single tear fell from Zhavia's eyes. He returned the kiss.

Zhavia was still sad but what if it was true that he had lost his son but Patrick was not beside him. Zhavia tries to defeat her ego in order to be with her loved ones.

Meanwhile, Viena and Dion, who have received news, have taken Zena to come to Springfield. There, in the glass-walled ICU room there was already Viena holding Zena, Dion, and Dior. Zefanya will arrive tonight. It looks like Dior's hands are clenched. She is upset with Patrick but she knows only the man is her sister's final destination.

"Dad, aren't you upset your daughter was treated like this?" dior said somewhat furiously.

"What do you think I should do and what would happen if I separated the man from your sister?" Dion again asked his first child, he also had to position himself on Patrick's side and try to understand what the risks were if he as a father instead made his child's loved ones stay away.

Dior still looked at the couple dipping at each other and then finally hugged back. Dior just stared intently unable to answer. His forehead is a bit frowned at dislike. Patrick once promised Dior he would never hurt his brother again. However, Zhavia would still love a man who had also sacrificed for her.

"Dior, don't interfere with their household. Zhavia and Patrick had already determined what happened. They both never demanded anything from you! It's better how to give Zephaniah some understanding" Dion said.

"Right is what your dad Dior said! Actually the most hurt my heart, but what power this is the reality. I'll have the doctor see Zena with Zhavia," Viena added.

"Mommy, Grandma!" zena said she knew her mother's name.

"Yes, mommy!" saut Viena kissed her granddaughter's forehead.

Viena gives Zena to Dion and she goes inside to ask for permission to see if Zena is forced in. It turned out that Zhavia could already be moved to the treatment room. There Zhavia was finally able to hug her first child. He missed that little girl so much. Zena certainly rubbed her face against Zhavia's chest. Zhavia hugged him tightly and would not let go and stroked his back until Zena fell asleep.

"I'm sorry mom, dad, brother Dior, I'm sorry!" said Patrick out of the treatment room letting Zhavia be with Zena.

Sir!

Suddenly Zefanya who has come tonight gives a hard slap for her twin brother's husband. Zefanyadan Ezekhiel came together. And leave Steve and Sydney to Rosie and Theo.

"Don't you apologize! You don't deserve to apologize even you don't deserve to be here. You better leave Zhavia! I can take care of Zhavia as well with Zena and my two children! You don't have to feel guilty and sorry!" decak Zephaniah and Ezekhiel tried to calm down.

"Whatever you say Zephaniah, as long as Zhavia is with me, I will remain with him. Nothing can separate us!" patrick tried to be firm.

"Patrick, your Zhavia does what you can give her, if you have a heart, you won't hurt her again. But if this happens again, I will separate you myself! Zefanya, calm yourself down, this is the hospital. You better meet Zhavia," said Dior, chiming in and trying to be a wise brother.

"Damn! I was planning on not seeing this rancid composer!" Decak Zefanya enters the treatment room of Zhavia. Ezekhiel followed his wife.

Ezekhiel took Zena from Zhavia so that Zephaniah could speak to his twin brother.

"Zhavia, he doesn't believe you! He didn't give you a chance until you were like this!" Zefanya is still convincing.

"I didn't leave him and he didn't throw me out!" saut Zhavia again had a flat face.

"Yes but because he doesn't believe in your second brother right and now you're losing your second son!"

"Anya Enough! I want Patrick and it'll be like that next! Only he will be my husband now and tomorrow and tomorrow again, forever! Like you who want to continue with Mr. Ezekhiel even though he was declared lost and even though time he can not give you offspring!" zhavia's reply remained on its stand.

The deg!

Zefanya's heart was pounding and her heart was shaking violently. He could not fight the Zhavians until at any time! His words are too hit the target since long ago and the truth that always upholds him.

Zefanya took a deep breath.

"Okay, it's been your decision to lose that donkey that will always follow you!"

"That's how! The conversation is over Anya! I'm sleepy! Call Patrick to hold my hand,"

"Zhavia Zhavia! Your mother is still your mother, my mother is still my mother, not much different! The same is enslaved by love! I hope Patrick knows his next assignment" Zefanya said.

Zhavia nodded then closed his eyes. He's tired already. She was sure her husband was tired too but again they were judged. Zhavia was unwilling. Enough of this suffering felt on her and Patrick, enough.

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The next day Zhavia was allowed to go home on condition that he had to be outpatient every two weeks to keep his uterus examined. Doctors still suspected that Zhavia was going through because he saw a small bump near the wall of Zhavia's womb. Of course this thing again made a blow to Zhavia,

Specialty to Patrick. He felt even more guilty hearing what Zhavia had received. I just want him to feel it all.

Not to mention, upon Zhavia's return, the Zhavians kept quiet more often. He didn't do anything and Patrick didn't force him. Patrick was right to keep what he said. He always accompanied Zhavia at home. He who feeds and reminds Zhavia to eat until he himself is often late eating or eating only once a day for worrying too much about Zhavia. All he thought about was to make Zhavia smile and come back as cheerful as ever though impossible.

As of today, Patrick brought lemon cake as late as this Zhavia continued to talk about it. Patrick searches for her and finds Zhavia soaking in a bath tub.

"Zhavians? You you?" Investigating Patrick sipped his salivary for seeing Zhavia with his wind soaking as it kept his hair locked up. The neck still makes Patrick's blood warm up.

"Pats? You're back already? Dessy said you bought lemon cake?" zhavia was trying to appreciate what her husband did to her, although her mind was still centered on Zena's sister.

Patrick smiled and approached.

"Yes, baby,"

"Why are you so fast in the building? I'm fine dear," said Zhavia reassuringly.

"Eden has led it,"

"Hem, since I came home you have never again presided over a meeting" Zhavia said.

Patrick shook his head and helped Zhavia rub his back.

"I want to be with you, always! I just watched for a bit into the building and brought you some lemon cake from Kak Wilson's shop, '" Patrick said.

"Thank you baby, hemm your hands are so soft, don't you want to join?" bring Zhavia.

Patrick nodded again. He's holding back his desires. He was still thinking about the condition of Zhavia who still likes to weaken and sometimes experience spots like coming to the moon.

"Darling, I'm your wife, you have the right, quickly take off your clothes! I told you to!" Said Zhavia coercively and finally Patrick obeyed him. He joined until he could not resist as Zhavia continued to tease him with his potent behavior.

Finally they reconnected for the first time since Zhavia returned. However, Patrick feels that something is strange because Zhavia is not as free as it once was. He was like holding back the pain when Patrick laid his body back. Patrick pretended that he was done and thankfully Zhavia fell asleep. This also made Patrick suspicious. Patrick cleans up the Zhavia dressing him up, then he finally continues his own passion. After that Patrick joined the sleep with Zhavia and shed his tears.

Not until there is also regret Patrick's guilt.

If Patrick has an important event at his music school, he invites Zhavia and Zena. The point is Patrick doesn't want to spend a little time with Zhavia.

"Zhavia, are you ready? Today we will celebrate the first little artist of our school building. He is a fan of Good To Me! You're gonna want to meet, right?" Patrick said to remind Zhavia who was still sitting on the edge of the bed and bowed his head.

Patrick rubbed the back of Zhavia's neck and still smiled not knowing what had happened. However, Patrick is somewhat suspicious as his wife's body warms up again.

"Zhavia, are you okay? Darling?" Patrick came closer and confirmed.

Zhavia nodded and before long he looked up his head while showing his palm that was already holding the blood coming out of his mouth. This was the third time Zhavia experienced it two months after the postoperative removal of the fetus.

Patrick was surprised, of course, and he did not want to wait anymore. Patrick escapes Zhavia to the hospital for further examination.

"You shouldn't worry, baby, I'm used to it. I'm just tired" said Zhavia lying in the treatment room waiting for results.

"Not tired of Zhavia! This is wrong!" chirp Patrick.

"That little artist's way is more important, baby!"

"What's important? You're the more important one! It's the third time you've bled from your mouth! One time I still received the doctor's explanation if it was still being observed and saw the continuation with the drug. Twice I told you to stay home. Now it can't. Three times, the doctor knew what was going on. Plis Zhavia, don't ever doubt me again! I don't want to lose anymore. I want to make up for everything. I will accompany you forever until you recover! And this is all for our second child, Pieter!" patrick said again.

"Pieter?"

"Yes, I don't know why I'm sure our second son is a boy,"

Zhavia smiled . Her husband thought about her name. Zhavia hugged Patrick as well as her who stroked Zhavia's back with a smile. However, the smile did not develop for long when the doctor said:

"Mr Patrick Kwan, Mrs Zhavia, I'm sorry I have to say this. Ms. Zhavia developed Adenomyosis, a thickening of the uterine wall that occurs when the tissue that normally lines the uterus (endometrium) moves outside the muscular wall of the uterus. I still have not confirmed this thickening of the uterine wall is benign or malignant. We can find out through the treatment Mrs Zhavia underwent whether it will improve or get worse,"

Patrick again could only bow his head and tightly hold Zhavia's hand.

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