The Widow's Choice

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The cloudy morning. Black clouds hung perfectly in the sky. As if ready to spill the entire contents whenever he wants.

In one of the VVIP rooms of Restu Bunda Hospital, Rahman and Nurul were enjoying their breakfast. Nurul didn't spend the morning eating. Just as he put down his spoon, his stomach instantly churned. He immediately ran towards the toilet which was immediately followed by Rahman.

Nurul spewed out all his food this morning. His body was as limp as the days before when he had to spit out his entrails every morning. He was sitting limp in the toilet. Rahman painstakingly helped her clean up her vomit marks. Then lead him back to bed.

"Eat again, huh?" rahman.

Nurul shook his head. "Nurul drank only warm tea mas," pinta Nurul.

Rahman immediately brought warm tea for Nurul. Nurul received a warm tea that Rahman gave and drank it. "Sorry mas, Rahman's breakfast so disturbed," said Nurul after drinking some of the contents of the glass.

"What's wrong. You want to eat my porridge?"

"No mas. Nurul will eat again. If you eat again, you'll come out later."

"You're like this every day, right? I'm sorry, I never knew your condition was like this. Your body just got thinner."

"No papa mas, anyways Nurul thought yesterday also because of the stomach acid that rose."

Tok, tok, tok, ceklek, open door. Rahman and Nurul turned towards the door.

"Sorry sir ma'am, the patient is waiting for Dr. Arum in his room for an examination" said a nurse.

"Oh, yes sister. Please bring a wheelchair!"

"Good sir."

"And sister, is there a mask? If there is, may I have one for now?"

"Yes ma'am, I'll get it, '" replied the nurse who went straight back out.

The nurse returned with a wheelchair and a mask for Nurul. Rahman helps Nurul to sit in a wheelchair and encourages him to follow the nurse to Arum's room.

Arum's practice room is on the first floor. They walked down the hallway of the hospital which was still quite quiet. Because it is still morning.

"Here comes my beautiful mistress" Arum smiled in greeting the patient. "Where is breakfast, right?"

"It's the doctor" Nurul replied briefly.

"But it's been drained again his stomach was finished eating," added Rahman.

"Did you vomit every day?" ask Arum worried.

"Yes, doctor,"

"Okey, I'll give you candy to reduce nausea! And now let's go to bed first there, let's see your baby candidate," said Arum enthusiastically.

The nurse helped Nurul to sleep in the bed where he checked. He covered the bottom of Nurul's body with a blanket. Arum prepares his equipment to check on Nurul.

Arum applied the gel to Nurul's stomach which opened a little of her clothes. He then placed a device and twisted it on Nurul's stomach. See an image on the monitor. Nurul and Rahman looked closely at the picture.

"That's a fetus, not a uterine myoma. This is the baby candidate, very small," said Arum excitedly while moving the tool on the stomach Nurul. "Look, the baby! She's strong, because yesterday could have survived in your womb. Though yesterday you bleeding quite a lot," praised Arum.

Nurul's tears had escaped from her eyelids. "I'm really pregnant with Rahman's son?" Nurul turned to look at Rahman. She saw her husband was very happy to see the picture of his very small fetus.

"Why is he so little Rum?" ask Rahman.

"Woi sir CEO, is that fetus as big as you? It all takes time and process. It's still four weeks. Later if it's four months, it just begins to look like the shape of the baby. Nurul's stomach also began to grow later," ketus Arum who was greeted with confused eye glances by nurses.

Arum finished his examination. Nurul was helped by nurses to get up and get out of the check bed. "Anyway, next time should be more careful again yes, do not get tired again. And you Man, you've lost the same shame about your condition?"

"It was the doctor last night" Nurul replied.

"Suster, can you please leave us first!" arum's orders were immediately responded to by two nurses in the room.

"How long have you been married? Until you don't tell your wife about your condition. Good thing your baby is strong, try if not, I will skin you alive because of your stupidity Man!" Arum vents his anger at Rahman.

"I don't mean Rum," Rahman said.

"What do you mean! You think Nurul's condition yesterday is not dangerous for him? If he loses a lot of blood, his life is threatened. You don't love your wife, do you?"

Rahman looked at Nurul with sadness. "The body was Nurul Man. If only he knew your condition from the beginning, he would have been more careful, he would have thought about this long before the incident like yesterday. Moreover, he said yesterday, he felt there was something strange about his body lately, he also had a child, he must have understood what it was like early pregnancy, huh Nyah?" Arum looked at Nurul.

Nurul nodded her head. "But Doctor,,"

"You don't have to believe her, my dear lady, okay?" arum's tone remained soft on Nurul. "Now, Nyonyah just go back to the room! The bike is a complete break, no more soy sauce! Well-guarded, baby! I'm waiting for her birth, okay?" Arum rubbed Nurul's arm.

"Thank you doctor" said Nurul, who was pushed back by Rahman.

"Remember my message Man!" menacam Arum's.

"Yes, thank you" replied Rahman. Rahman and Nurul came out of the examination room and returned to the treatment room.

"God, we're grateful, we're still given the chance to take care of him!" Nurul held Rahman's hands together. "In the future, we must be more careful so that this does not happen again" comforted Nurul.

"Thank you baby" Rahman held Nurul in his arms.

Ceklek, the sound of the door open. Miss Dira came in without excuse. His heart was relieved to see the two people hugging.

"Waahh Fatimah, we disturb this as it turns out," said Dira.

Fatimah immediately charged in and saw her brother still with positions close to each other. Fatimah giggled at that. Followed by Al behind him.

"Mother, Al," Nurul called them.

Al immediately rushed into his mother's arms. "Mother! Mommy still sick?" ask Al.

"Dear, my mom is not sick. You're not in school?"

"No Mother, Al is worried about Mother,"

"And last night Mother had said, Mother is not a dear father,"

"Yes Mother, sorry. Tomorrow Al must be school!" answer Al spirit.

"Well, donk! That was the new Mother Al," Nurul rubbed the head of his son who was sitting on the edge of the cage.

"Where is it, has it been checked again? You're not papa, are you?" ask mom Dira.

Nurul looked at Rahman. Rahman who understood also immediately invited Dira to sit on the sofa. He held his mother's hand.

"Sorry ma'am, Rahman wasn't honest with me. And because of Rahman's carelessness, yesterday Nurul until like that," said Rahman.

"Nurul why Man?"

"Yesterday Nurul tired to bleeding bu'. It turns out Nurul is pregnant with Rahman's child,"

"What's? Nurul's pregnant? So you,,??" Bu Dira stopped his sentence and turned his head towards Nurul. Fatimah who was playing her phone also turned her attention to Rahman.

"My condition is much better, ma'am'."

"Why didn't you tell us?" mom Dira's tone began to rise.

"Rahman does not want to give uncertain hope to the mother" Rahman said slowly.

"But because of your selfishness, Nurul's life is in Man's danger" Dira grew angry.

"Sorry mom'. Rahman didn't mean it that way."

"Then, how is Nurul now? Ah, nevermind! I'll ask the doctor who handled it. Who's doctor? What Arum?" mrs Dira began to move from her seat. Rahman just nodded.

Bu Dira then left Rahman followed by Fatimah. With a feeling of unworthiness, he slightly ran towards Arum's practice room. Fatimah tried to calm her mother down along the corridor. But it didn't work.

After Ms. Dira arrived at Arum's practice room, she waited for a moment in front of the room. A patient came out with the nurse.

"Doctor, does Indira want to see you?" said a nurse.

"Oh yeah, let it in!" reply Arum. The nurse nodded.

"Bu Indira, please come in!" the nurse said.

Madam Dira and Fatimah went into Arum's room. "Mom Dira, please ma'am'! How's mom'?"

"Good Doctor. Directly Doctor, it seems like the patient Doctor is also a lot. I want to ask the condition of my son, Nurul," Ms. Dira immediately expressed her heart.

"Did Rahman not tell Dira yet?" asked Arum confused.

"I want to hear it directly from the Doctor. I was a little disappointed in him,"

"I understand what Dira meant. Yes, Nurul is now pregnant, four weeks pregnant. He was brought here yesterday bleeding a lot, but thank God his fetus can still be saved" explained Arum.

"So Nurul and the baby are okay?"

"Yes, it's okay now" Arum tried to calm Dira's mother. "So morning I had already scolded Rahman for his carelessness and selfishness. But I also understand why Rahman did that."

"So Rahman is cured?"

"It can be said that way. Although it can not be said to be perfect, but there has been a lot of progress in his condition. The chances of having offspring are also greater."

Hearing Arum's explanation, Miss Dira and Fatimah looked at each other. They were relieved that everything was fine. They say goodbye to Arum and let Arum go back to work.

The feeling of happiness and disappointment is still struggling in the heart of Miss Dira. Happy turns out his prayers have been fulfilled all this time. His son was able to recover and had offspring from his wife's womb. And disappointed that he was not honest with his family to put his wife's life in danger.

Ms. Dira tried to suppress her disappointment for the sake of her family. He also understood what Rahman's mind was like. Now he hopes everything will be okay. And more good things will happen to his family.