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Chapter 140
Alvan returned from the mosque and the house was deserted. There was no sound of Aulia or a welcome from her when she came home from the mosque. She thought that Aulia was still praying, but when she entered her room she saw the woman lying on the prayer mat still using her face.
"Astaghfirullah, Aulia!" peeked Alvan while running towards his wife and directly embracing her.
"God, may nothing happen to Aulia." Alvan took his wife out of the room and called his employees who lived in the house in the back.
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Once you get to Aulia hospital, you will be treated by the medical team in the ER. They checked that Aulia had ruptured her membranes.
"Call the obstetrician. We need to operate on the patient immediately. It's a real emergency, hopefully we can save the lives of the mother and the baby" the ER doctor told one of the nurses before she left.
Alvan is screwed with his feelings at this time, he is very frightened if the wife is not helped. Moreover, he was not allowed to enter the operating room to accompany him.
It had been an hour for the medical team to operate on Aulia, but there were no signs yet of it being completed, with several medical teams running in and out carrying objects that sometimes he did not know what, he said, except for the blood pumpkin bag.
Only prayers from his mouth and tears from his net made Alvan still think sanely.
Bad shadows now haunt him. It had been almost two hours that the room had just opened. Seeing that Alvan immediately ran towards the doctor and the medical team.
"Doc, how are our wives and babies?" asked Alvan with a matted face.
"Sorry, Sir. Your wife is in a coma right now" said the doctor who treated Aulia.
The doctor's words were like lightning striking Alvan's body. The world of men became dark and narrow.
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Alvan wakes up and finds himself in the ER room. There was already Rangga and Mario sitting there accompanying him.
"Aulia?" Alvan thought of his wife and woke up from the gurney. However, his body is held back as Mario and Rangga hold his body in order not to leave from there.
"You don't go anywhere, it's early morning and Aulia is still in the ICU room" Rangga said.
Alvan still forced himself to go to the place of his son and wife. Even he hit Rangga and Mario who tried to hold him back. With gontai steps she walked wanting to see the state of Aulia and their baby.
Only through the glass window could Alvan see the state of Aulia. His wife was wearing a breathing aid. The man cried tears of joy at the sight of his wife's current state. Then, he walked towards the baby storage room.
As soon as Alvan got there it was seen that someone he knew was holding a baby. His heart ached like a big rock.
"Gus Fathir" called Alvan lirih.
The handsome and shady looking man smiled at him. Gus Fathir walked towards Alvan.
"Your son is as handsome as you are" said Gus Fathir, handing over the baby in his arms.
Alvan took over carrying his son. The baby's face is so cute.
"His cheeks blur like Aulia" said Alvan.
"So I called Aulia to ask her something. However, she groaned in pain and asked for help she said she was going to give birth. I, who happened to have just arrived in the capital to visit Annisa, was of course very surprised. I tried to contact you and Rangga, but no one picked up my phone. I was so panicked that I did not think to call an ambulance to come to your house" explained Gus Fathir.
"What I have in mind is to quickly get to this city and find out about Aulia's situation" added Ning Annisa's older sister.
"Thank you for worrying about my wife and children" Alvan said, sobbing.
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Alvan crouched in front of a pusara at the company of a small child. The adult man recited a prayer and the little boy prayed it.
"Pa, go home, yuk!" the little boy pulled Alvan's hand.
"Good, Honey. Come on, Yusuf say hello!" alvan's Order.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mbah Usup, Mbah Imah. Go home first, yeah!" The little boy said his greetings in front of the graves of Grandpa Yusuf and Grandma Halimah.
The two men of different generations left the cemetery complex hand in hand. The still beautiful Village of Joy and its friendly people are perfect for the growth of her son. So it is not uncommon for Alvan and his family to live there for a long time.
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"Assalamu'alaikum" greet Alvan and Yusuf at the same time as entering the ndalem.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied two adult women who were sitting while holding a baby.
"Queensha, lookout! That's my sister!" Joseph hugged the baby who was in Ning Annisa's arms.
"Ucup, stingy!" shouted the little girl while puffing her cheeks.
"Wildamah! This is my sister. Sana asked Ummi to love baby sister!"
"Pig!" The little boy ran to find his father.
"Yusuf can't, it's not good" said Aulia.
Ning Annisa who was holding Aulia's second child was laughing crisply.
"Tante, where's Arsylla and Arman?" ask Yusuf.
"They are sleeping," Ning Annisa replied.
"Come on, you're sleeping too!" Aulia held a baby girl named Halimah and guided her son.
"Ning Annisa, we go home first, yes! Assalamu'alaikum." Aulia and her two children went home. When coming out of the ndalem, Alvan was talking to Gus Fathir who was holding his daughter.
"Ananta, you want to go home?" alvan asked as he walked towards his wife.
"Yes, it's time for the children to go to sleep" Aulia replied.
"We say to Gus Fathir, assalamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalam." Gus Fathir replied to the greeting of the woman who once adorned his heart before coming the barbarian girl terrorizing his life.
Aulia and her small family also resigned. Smiles covered their faces. Their love struggle produces results that match their hopes and dreams.
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EXPIRE
I would like to thank my friends who have read my work. Sorry if there is a wrong word. Take the value of good if it feels there, do not take the bad of this novel. I love you All.
For the Story of Gus Fathir Insha Allah will be separate 🥰. Of course with a different genre. Guess what the story of Gus Fathir looks like. Because I've given you a little leak on top of 🤭.
Waiting for the next chapter. Yuk, also read my friend's work. Nice and exciting story, you know! Cus skates into his novel.