The Holy Love of Amayra
Chapters 225. My feet are numb
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Bi Dewi and bi Lulu went inside the room, after hearing Amayra's cry. They saw Amayra on the bathroom floor holding her stomach.
"Astagfirullahaladzim! Not Mayra!"
"Bi..please.." cried Amayra in pain.
Dewi and Lulu help Amayra to get on the bed. The pregnant woman was holding her stomach, the back of her back was hot. "Ugh..."
"Lulu, call non Diana and lord Bram!" the Goddess said to Lulu.
"Yes, I'll call you first."
The goddess waited for Amayra in her room, while Lulu went upstairs to call Bram and Diana who were with Nilam.
"Ughhhh...."
"May. may.." - Satria called out to Amayra quietly. He pulled out the oxygen hoses in his mouth and nose.
"I'm fine mas.." said Amayra while calming Satria, she cried seeing Satria was aware even talk to him.
O Allah, thank you.
"Satria sir, is that dead? Allahuahaw!" Dewi did not expect that Satria was aware of her coma, along with Amayra who fell in the bathroom.
Shortly thereafter, Diana, Bram and Nilam came to Amayra's room. They were shocked and could not believe what they saw there. The comatose Satria was now conscious and Amayra was moaning in pain at her bedside.
Lulu and Dewi also still do not believe in Satria who has been asleep, now it is awake.
"Satria, you're awake? Thank God." said Bram happily.
"Satria.." muttered Nilam while looking at Satria who had removed his oxygen hose.
"Sister Diana.please...Amayra." Said Satria in a weak voice and asked Diana to check on Amayra's condition.
God, why is my body weak and hard to move?
"Okay, I'll check it out first." Diana prepared with a stethoscope and a heart rate device that she always used to check the baby's heartbeat in the womb.
While Diana checks on Amayra and her son, Bram contacts Bevan's doctor to check on Satria's condition.
"Where...is the situation?" Satria asked with a breath of breath.
"Alhamdulillah, there will be no bleeding.Just the tension and contractions are ordinary because of surprise. Amayra and your baby are fine." Diana explained to Satria who looked anxious.
"Mas...we are familiar? Alhamdullah.... Thank God, thank God." Amayra cried, seeing that her husband had opened his eyes.
"Don't cry baby, I'm fine." Satria smiled faintly, her hand grabbed Amayra's face and wiped her tears.
Amayra cried even more, she could not believe her waiting was over. Satria who showed no sign of will soon be awakened, has now returned to him.
She could already hear her voice, see her eyes open, even see her husband smile again. This is the most beautiful thing and she should be grateful for.
"Hiks..hikss.. huuu."
Satria smilingly looked at his wife, his hand stroking Amayra's distended stomach. "Assalamualaikum, papa.kangen y'all.twins.." said Satria on the belly.
Diana, Dewi, Lulu and Nilam were moved by the sight. Satria has come back to them and they are very grateful.
*****
Bevan's doctor came to check on Satria as soon as Bram contacted him.
"Alhamdulillah.this is all a miracle and the power of prayer. Thank goodness, doctor Satria.kamu has returned to consciousness." said Dr. Bevan with a smile.
"Yes doc. It seems I slept too long, until my wife cried nonstop." Satria glanced at Amayra who was still crying.
"Yes, it's only natural that Miss Amayra is like that. He has been patiently waiting for you all this time. For almost a month you were in a coma and also about Bima-"
Amayra interrupted Bevan's words quickly, "Mas, would you like a drink? Eat or..."
Better mas Satria do not know first about the Bima mas, let later the Bima mas explain itself.
"May.you don't think of me, rest.you just fell down." said Satria attentively.
"Ehm..."
Bevan checks Satria again, asking Satria to sit on the bed and try to move her hands and feet. Satria felt her body stiff and had trouble moving. "Try your footwork,"
"Yes." said Satria who tried to lift his legs from the bed.
Amayra looked at her husband anxiously. Suddenly, Satria looked at both of her legs with a look of wonder and a frown.
Why can't my feet move? It can't be.I....
"Doctor Bevan, I can't move my legs.My legs are numb" said Satria with a pale face, she felt nothing on her legs. He looks scared, as a neurosurgeon of course he knows what happened to him.
Amayra, Diana, Nilam and Bram were stunned to hear Satria's words about her feet. Doctor Bevan asks Satria to try to stand first, so that she can see for herself the situation of Satria.
Satria also tried to get out of bed, not a second, his body collapsed to the floor. His feet could not be moved according to his own thoughts.
"Yes..." Amayra panicked to see her husband like that.
Bevan lifted Satria back into the bed. He also did some tests to check, is Satria's leg really stiff and numb?
"What after I hit like this, there's still no reaction?" bevan asked while lashing Satria's leg with a small iron. He looked at Satria anxiously.
Satria shook her head, she felt nothing. "It doesn't feel anything."
"Both?" ask Bevan again.
"Yes, my two legs felt nothing." replied Satria while holding back the sadness in her heart.
Am I handicapped? Astagfirullah...
"Astagfirulabadim..." Nilam, Diana and Bram are shocked to hear Satria's words.
"Mas.." Amayra's voice trembled looking at her husband with teary eyes.
Satria looked towards Amayra, she tried to smile hard. "Darling, I'm okay. You take it easy." said Satria, caressing his wife's cheek.
God, if I am disabled, how can I be a husband and father to Mayra and my son.
"Yes..."
After examining Satria's condition, Bevan diagnosed Satria with paralysis. For more certainty, Satria should be examined thoroughly to the hospital with supportive medical equipment.
The hearts of Satria and Amayra were equally happy to be mixed with sadness. Happy and happy, because Satria has returned to consciousness and sad because Satria is paralyzed. For Satria who was sentenced to be disabled, Satria looks calm in front of all her family, especially Amayra, but no one knows how her heart is.
While they were both in the room, Amayra continued to cry. What she was crying about, was she sad or grateful?
"May, don't cry on dong dear..." Satria smiled, her hands wiping Amayra's tears gently.
"Sorry, I shouldn't cry, but these tears keep coming out." explained Amayra as she tried to stop her tears.
Oh my God, what am I doing? Why do I keep crying? I should have stayed strong in front of Satria and supported her at times like this.
"You're disappointed in me, aren't you? Because now I'm disabled?" Satria asked his wife while smiling bitterly.
"Astagfirullah Mas.I never thought like that. I will continue to accept Satria, no matter what the circumstances, I am grateful to God, for you have returned safely. I thought you wouldn't come back to me and our son."
Satria hugged his wife carefully on the belly, she kissed his wife's forehead longingly. "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, sorry dear."
May God not my disability be permanent.
*****
That night after returning from the streets with Clara, Bima left Clara alone without driving her home to her house on the grounds that her car tire leaked. Then Bima stopped the taxi for Clara.
"Sister, are you okay with me staying here alone?" clara asked anxiously to Bima.
"Well, I'm a guy.You better go home first. I can call a repair shop guy to help repair my car." Bima smiled fake.
Goddamnit! Why don't you just go? I am tired of smiling!
"Kor right?"
"Yes, you just go home, baby, I will call again" said Bima as she waved her hand at Clara who had taken a taxi.
"Don't forget to reply to my chat and phone! You be careful." said Clara with a sweet smile.
Bima saw Clara had gone a long way in a taxi. He put his face back on as usual. "Fucking woman! It was clear what his purpose was to ask me to go to his house, he definitely wanted to invite me to do that! Basic flirty! I even lost my life because I was with him," muttered Bima annoyed.
Dreet...
Dreet...
Bima reached for something on her shirt, she picked up the phone. "Waalaikumsalam bram, what's wrong?"
"Bima, come home tonight...Satria is dead."
"What?!" Bima was stunned to hear it.
Satria is dead?
...*****...
