The Journey of Love Nayla

Bonchap #3

"Your wife ...."

"My wife why Doc?" ask Alvin again.

"It is with great regret that we have to convey that your wife is in critical condition. The impact on his head resulted in severe injuries. If he can get through his critical period, he will survive. If not, the worst is possible." The doctor who treated Nayla explained.

Alvin seemed shocked to hear the explanation from the doctor. His brain could no longer think. She could not imagine how her life and the lives of her two children would be without Nayla. Alvin hands Nayla's newly born daughter to Sarah.

"God, why are there so many trials that we have to face to achieve happiness. We just got together after a long time apart. And now he is critical. Lord, please save my Naylaku, allow me to make him happy. Let our little family be happy, please!" pinta Alvin in between her sobs.

Alvin is a very strong man. But, he would be extremely weak if it concerned his Nayla. For Alvin, Nayla and her children are a source of strength and happiness in her life. If one of those sources were to leave, then he would definitely become extremely weak.

"Al, Nayla must be aware, she will definitely wake up for you and for the sake of your children" said Sarah. He rubbed his stepson's shoulder.

"Dok, can I accompany her inside?" ask Alvin.

"Could be Mr. Alvin. Give your wife support, keep talking to her and most importantly pray for her to get through her critical period" replied the Doctor who stood in front of Alvin. "But remember, a maximum of two people can wait for him inside."

"All right, Doc."

At the same time Cilla came with Arvin. The boy, who was a few months away at the age of six, immediately rushed to hug Alvin.

"Mother why, Dad? Mother where?" asked Arvin with a teary face.

"Mother is inside. We'll meet Mother, son!" take Alvin to his son. "But, Arvin must promise not to cry in front of Mother. Okay!"

"Okay, Dad," replied Arvin

Alvin takes his son Arvin to the room where Nayla is receiving intensive care. They sat down next to the ward. Alvin and Arvin, holding Nayla's left and right hands.

"Nay, you need to wake up. For Arvin and for our daughter" said Alvin.

***

"Mother, father, Nayla is happy that Nayla can finally be with you" Nayla said with a radiant face.

"Nayla, son. It's not time we got together. You have to go back to your family, baby." Answer Nayla's mother.

"No, Dad, Mom. Nayla wants to be with you. Nayla misses you" said Nayla with tears.

"Son, your husband and your two children need you. So, you have to go back." Now it's Nayla's father's turn to speak.

"Go home, son. Meet Alvin and Arvin!" nayla's mom again. "Bring Queensha with you!" Nayla's mother hands Nayla a beautiful baby girl.

"Dad, Mother, whose child is this?" ask Nayla. But his parents did not answer, they just smiled at Nayla.

As Nayla wanted to chase after her mother and father who were getting away, that was when she heard a voice calling her name.

"Nyla."

"Mother."

And just then, Nayla felt a dilemma. He looked at his parents who were getting further away and saw the shadow of Alvin and Arvin waving their hands while calling his name. The sound of the baby crying made Nayla feel more confused.

***

"sir, Ar. Alvin, Arvin."

"Nay, Nay, wake up, Nay. It's me Alvin." Call Alvin with a hand that keeps holding Nayla's hand.

"alvin, Arvin's. Quensa." Nayla's mouth kept calling out those three names.

"Mother, wake up Mother. It's Arvin." Arvin, who was in Alvin's lap, called Nayla.

And at that moment, Nayla's eyes opened. And the first thing she asked him was the whereabouts of the baby.

"Where's qu-Queensha?" ask Nayla.

"Queensha?" Alvin repeats Nayla's question.

"Yes, Al. Baby girl," replied Nayla. Moments later, Nayla remembers the accident that happened to her.

"Al, where's my a__son? Nothing happened with our baby?" nayla asked after seeing that her stomach was already flat.

Alvin grabs, Nayla hands. "Nay, our daughter is born. Doctors had to remove it even though he was not even 9 months old. And now he's still in the incubator to keep his body temperature up" explained Alvin.

"But, is he okay Al?" ask Nayla worried.

"God willing, his condition is good. You don't worry. Tomorrow, we'll see him in the incubator."

"Al, may I name our baby Quensha?" ask Nayla.

"Of course you can" replied Alvin.

Nayla nodded, now Nayla turned to her eldest son. "Arvin, dear mother Arvin."

"Arvin also loves Mother." Arvin hugged Nayla very tightly.

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Nih, make a visual request Nayla, Alvin and Arvin are authoritatively ready below. Hope likes.

*) Nayla before surgery

*)Visual Nayla after surgery

*) Visual Alvin

*) Visual Arvin

# Visual Quensha is Nayla and Alvin's second child.