The President's Wife
Chapter 123: Conscious Kailla
"Congratulations on the pregnancy of his wife, sir," said SpoG's doctor, who sat in front of Pram.
The thick-bodied man with a white blazer whose age is estimated to have passed half a century ago thrust his hand, greeting Pram.
"Thank you."
Pram answered briefly, smilingly welcoming the doctor's hand.
Previously, Pram had been told Mother Ida about the news of Kailla's pregnancy, if not sure Pram would be surprised.
Of course Pram is very happy at the moment. The much-anticipated baby, now comes in the middle of her domestic turmoil with Kailla. The presence of a child, whom he invariably asks for in his every evening prayer, is now truly coming in the middle of their marriage.
Pram's smile has never faded in the slightest since it was rumored the doctor would be a father. Staring closely at the doctor who looks busy reading the results of blood tests in the form of numbers with medical terms that he does not understand. Be prepared to wait for other news that the doctor will tell her.
"It is estimated that the gestational age is about eight weeks," said the doctor again.
Pause for a moment, before the doctor continues the next information.
"It's possible that the father's wife is pregnant with twins" said the doctor, scratching the paper in front of her with the index end pointed at the numbers there.
"Well?!"
This time, Pram was really surprised. Pram seemed to enforce his sitting position, throwing questions back to make sure he did not hear wrong.
"How does that mean, Doc?" ask Pram, make sure again. Hope the doctor is kind, explain to her slowly. Pram was enjoying moments of happiness, preparing to welcome the double joy that God had given him. Imagine two babies at once.
"If you read the test results, with high levels of the hormone HCG, the possibility of the father's wife pregnant with twins,” explained the doctor.
"Later after the human patient, we can do transvaginal ultrasound," explained the doctor again, smiling at Pram.
Pram's happiness multiplied many times after hearing the doctor's explanation. If allowed to shout, maybe he has shouted as much as possible to describe his happiness at this time.
Silent for a moment, the doctor again conveyed the next explanation that made Pram's joy tarnished with deep regret.
"I'm sorry sir, but I have to keep saying. Although it sounds a little less wearing." The doctor bowed for a moment.
"That's, Doc?" ask Pram.
"Based on the data entered here, the father's wife had a miscarriage. And this morning, the nurse also found that the patient had spots, "the doctor explained, reading the records and history of Kailla's disease stored in the blue map in front of him.
“And we suggest patients should bed rest total. Given the physical condition of the patient is also not in prime condition.”
“Low blood pressure, lack of intake and fluids, maybe this is due to excessive nausea and vomiting,” explained the doctor, rereading the data that had been inputted by nurses and doctors who handled Kailla this morning while in the IGD room.
Stunned PRAM. Like being hit by a sharp sword right pierced in his heart. His feelings were chaotic, mixed up at this moment. His guilt and regret became more.
Her household problems this month, must have left Kailla reeling. Admittedly or not, it definitely affects Kailla's pregnancy.
"That means my wife could potentially have a miscarriage, Doc?" tanya Pram.
"We will try our best to help your wife maintain this pregnancy. Nurses also always monitor the progress," continued the doctor.
"All right, Doc."
Pram is squeezing, his body barely powered to think of the worst possibility that would happen to his and Kailla's would-be twins.
Along the way to Kailla's treatment room, the doctor's last words continued to ring in her brain.
Guilt and regret are growing. Not thinking in the least, Kailla was pregnant alone without her. And worse, she's suing for Kailla's divorce.
"Oh my God, what am I doing" whispered Pram, rubbing his face roughly.
Right now he hates himself a lot. His regret is so deep. He couldn't imagine, for a month, how Kailla had gone through such heavy days. With no one beside him.
***
Pram re-enters Kailla's treatment room. His wife was still asleep, there was no sign of the eyelids opening. Right now, he felt that Kailla was punishing him.
Crashing roughly into his body, Pram sat back beside the gurney. Grabbing Kailla's hand and grasping it tightly.
"Mom, you can leave me for a minute" Pram told Mother Ida who had been looking after her.
Pram needs time alone with Kailla. Apologizing and passing on his sins to his wife. Hoping for Kailla to get up, hit her, slap her and even kill her, she was sincere. The most important thing is that Kailla wants to forgive her and can enjoy her pregnancy with happiness instead of crying, lamenting her fate for having a husband who does not know herself like her.
The susasana of the room was silent for a moment, when Pram was both with Kailla. The man sat down while holding Kailla's hand. Spilling his feelings that he had been trying to hold back.
"Kai, wake up, honey. I'm coming now" whispered Pram, leaning over the cage, hiding his face.
His regrets came over, as if he was making fun of his stupidity. Mocking her stupid decision to divorce Kailla. Even with her hard heart, she refuses to hear Kailla's whining asking her not to go and Kailla's repeated apologies.
"Kai, wake up, honey. L came. You can hit me now. You can also kill me or kill me. I'm sincere, but I beg you to get up" said Pram, two tears fell without being stopped. He hastily removed it.
The burly hand turned gently rubbing Kailla's stomach. Whispering slowly. “Kids daddy, please convey to mommy. Daddy regrets and apologizes,” said Pram slowly.
“I'm sorry daddy, has left you all this time. Daddy loves you guys. Don't be naughty, pity mommy,” whispered Pram, pecking Kailla's stomach feelingly. Pram's tears are back. Happiness and regret come together, appearing at the same time.
***
The afternoon passed, the afternoon picked up. Kailla's condition remains the same, still asleep. Repeatedly Pram asked the nurse to come to make sure his wife was okay.
“Sus, why is my wife not waking up?” pram asked like a child.
“Still under the influence of medicine, sir,” explained the nurse, casually.
Mother Ida, who has returned, looks asleep on the sofa. Bayu and Sm choose to wait outside the room for a fresh breeze.
Pram was still at home sitting next to Kailla, staring at his wife without blinking. Not long after the nurse's departure, Pram could feel a small movement in his fingers.
A smile appeared on her lips as she looked at Kailla's slow moving head, followed by her eyelids which also started twitching and opening. Swiped a few times, until it finally opened perfectly.
Kaila, who had been asleep for too long, tried to adjust her eyesight. Recollecting memories for the sake of the memories that occur.
“I where?” whispered Kailla's weak. Started to feel soreness in his waist as well as pain in the back of his hand due to the needle infusion. Not to mention that his throat was dry, it took a few drops of water.
He had yet to realize the figure of Pram sitting next to him, tightly gripping his hand. Instead from where he lay, he could see clearly Mother Ida who was asleep. Fatigue keeping.
“Bu.”
“Bu.”
“Bu..,” call Kailla repeatedly on Mother Ida. His voice was weak, not powerful.
“Honey, you're awake?” ask soft pram. Stand up and appear right in front of Kailla's face.
Deg—
Kailla only looked at her husband's face for a few seconds, then threw her gaze in the other direction. Husband who lately so missed and needed, but throw it with heartlessness. Suddenly the man had appeared before him without feeling sinful and guilty.
“Bu.”
“Bu.” The tiny lips that still looked pale again called out slowly.
“What do you want, honey?” ask Pram.
Kaila closed her eyes, choosing to go back to sleep. Ignoring Pram's question that sounded nauseating at this moment.
“Honey, you need something?” ask Pram again.
***
To be continued
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