The Widow's Choice

Still Fighting

Morning's approaching. Cloudy clouds shaded the sky this morning. Bring a sad atmosphere in the morning.

As of this morning, Rahman and Nurul are still unconscious. They are still struggling with their own condition. Al, who was worried about his parents' condition, chose not to go to school and accompany them in the hospital.

At ten in the morning, Nurul began to wake up. Slowly he opened his eyes and looked around. He was still trying to remember what happened to him. He saw Al sitting on the sofa in his ward with Bu Dira.

"Al," Nurul called out to his son in awe. Al and Bu Dira then turned and approached him.

"Mother!" Al hugged his mother.

"Is anyone sick?" Ask Miss Dira. Nurul just shook his head. His body still feels weak. Miss Dira called Arum immediately.

"My daughter?"

"Grand there Mother, just slept." Al answered while pointing at a baby box that was not far from Nurul's bed.

Nurul looks closely at the baby who is in the box. He seemed to be asleep quietly.

"What is Al's father?" Al was about to answer but was prevented by Bu Dira.

"You rest first! Your condition is still not recovering."

"Mas Rahman how's Bu' condition? She's okay, isn't she'?"

"You don't think of anything! You have to take care of your condition! Arum is coming soon."

"Mom', how's Rahman doing?" The tears started to spill.

"Nduk already! Be calm! Pity Al and your daughter if you're like this." Bu Dira tried to cover up his anxiety in front of Nurul.

Nurul still asked about Rahman's condition. Until Arum finally came.

"Doctor, how's Mas Rahman doing?" Nurul immediately asked Arum who had just entered his room.

"You are Nyah! Just realized, it's been a fuss. But look, your face is still pale, your body is still weak, right? Let me check first!" Arum tries to distract Nurul.

Nurul finally shut up and let Arum check on him. When Arum's hands worked, his brain thought about how to shift the subject. Before long, Arum had finished examining Nurul. His condition has improved. Only recovery remains.

"You don't want to hug your daughter?" Ask Arum.

"He's sleeping Doctor." Answer Nurul.

"Awhile you can. You can also suck it up again."

"Can Doctor?"

"Why not?" Arum immediately held the little baby and gave it to Nurul. Nurul hugged his little daughter beside him while breastfeeding.

"Al, the female. Like you and dad want to love." Al approached his mother.

"Yes Mother, beautiful." Al kissed the cheek of the little baby who was busy feeding it.

Nurul smiled slightly and rubbed Al's head. Bu Dira and Arum who saw it was a little relieved, because Nurul's attention was momentarily diverted from Rahman. They fear that if Nurul finds out about Rahman's condition, it will worsen again.

Shortly after that, Fatimah arrived. She had just visited her sister in the ICU. Fatimah was relieved because Nurul was finally conscious.

Ms. Dira and Arum said to talk outside. Bu Dira wanted to know the condition of Nurul entirely. He invited Arum to speak outside the treatment room.

"Dec, how is Mas Rahman? Rahman is not papa, right? He's conscious, isn't he Dek?" Nurul inclines Fatimah.

"Mas Rahman," Fatimah confusedly told Nurul.

"Dek say! How's Rahman?"

"He's not conscious yet. His condition is still critical, the doctor said. Yesterday he lost a lot of blood."

Nurul felt her chest so tight. His eyes are starting to get hot. He gathered all his strength.

"Sir, can you get me a drink?" Fatimah immediately took a drink for Nurul.

When he finished, he got up and started to get out of bed holding his daughter.

"Where is Nurul going?" Ask Fatimah.

"You'll see Mas Rahman Dek! Where is Rahman now Dek?"

"Mbak Nurul must rest first. I'll see Mas Rahmanannya."

"What's the difference between Deck now or later? I also want to take my daughter to see her father."

"Mbak Nurul has not recovered!" Fatimah tried to prevent Nurul.

"Yes Mother. Mommy rest first!" Al tried to prevent his mother.

"Al! Al's been looking at you?" Nurul asked as she tried to balance her limp body.

"The Mother."

"Kan Al has looked at Dad, Mommy is equally adept yet dear. Al can accompany Mommy to Daddy's place?"

"But Mother, said Oma, Mother is still sick."

"Bak, you'll see Mas Rahmannya! The new mom realized, right?" Fatimah was still persistent in preventing Nurul.

"Dek, help! I just want to see Mas Rahman. Wanna see the condition." Nurul recalled Rahman's condition when he was taken in by an ambulance.

"But Ma'am,,"

"Just get on the Deck! Come back here again. Please Deck, don't stop me!"

Fatimah took a long breath. "Jaudah Maud. But both Fatimah and Mbak use wheelchairs!"

"Yes, not papa. Thanks for the Deck!" Fatimah nodded slowly.

"Bent on Ma'am, I'll get you a wheelchair!" Fatimah came out.

He soon returned by pushing a wheelchair. Nurul immediately sat there holding his little daughter. Fatimah and Al then brought Nurul to where Rahman was still being treated.

When she arrived at the ICU, only Nurul was allowed to enter. Finally his little daughter he entrusted to Fatimah. He was then assisted by a nurse to go to Rahman's place.

"Mas Rahman," Nurul tried to stand in the nurse's aid.

"Can you please leave us sisters?" Pinta Nurul's.

"Yes Ma'am'. If you need anything, call me there!" Answer the nurse. Nurul just nodded. The nurse leaves Rahman and Nurul.

Nurul watched Rahman's body lying unconscious. Several wires were attached to Rahman's body and connected to a device at his bedside. Slowly Nurul rubbed the wound on Rahman's body covered in gauze and bandages.

"Mas, awake! I'm here Mas. Wake up!" Nurul started shedding tears. He clasped Rahman's hand and kissed her.

"Mas, our son is born. Don't you want a daughter? God granted it. God gave us a beautiful princess as you wanted." Nurul rubbed Rahman's face slowly.

"Wake up! Don't you want to meet your daughter Mas? Carrying her, hugging her, looking after her? He's waiting for you. You haven't judged him. Wake up, please!"

"I'm sorry I hurt you like this. I'm sorry Mas! You can be angry with me. You can do anything to me, but wake up! Don't be like this!" Nurul cries on Rahman's arm.

"You said you wanted to age together and see our kids grow up. Awake Mas! I'm sorry I can't be a good wife to you. I'm really not a good wife, I'm sorry! Wake up!"

Nurul was exhausted from crying. The nurse who had been helping Nurul, finally approached him.

"Sorry Mom', let Mr. Rahman rest again! You should also go back to the ward!" The nurse's advice. Nurul turned to look at the nurse beside him.

"But Sister, I still want to accompany her."

"You can come back later or tomorrow. We'll take care of her, ma'am'! I still need treatment."

"All Sister! Waita minute!" Nurul looked back at Rahman's face and rubbed it slowly.

"Mas, get up! We're waiting for you. I'll go back to Mas's room, I'll come back later! And when I come back, you should have opened your eyes, Mas, seen me!" Nurul kisses Rahman's forehead.

Nurul slowly returned to his wheelchair. With the help of a nurse, he left the ICU room. In front of the ICU room, Bu Dira and Fatimah were waiting for him.

Miss Dira looks worried. He was confused looking for Nurul after chatting with Arum. He asked the VVIP room nurse about Nurul. They told him that Nurul was out with Fatimah. He immediately headed to the ICU to check whether Nurul was there or not. And it's true. He saw Fatimah at the door of the ICU room alone.

"Where's the baby on the Deck?" Nurul asked confused because Fatimah and Bu Dira did not carry him.

"Sama Mas Ali and Al Mbak."

"You are nduk! I'm confused you're not in the room." Tegur Bu Dira's. "You just realized, why come out immediately? What if what?"

"Sorry Mom'. Nurul just wanted to see Mas Rahman's condition." Nurul returned to shed her tears considering her husband's condition.

"Hold, no papa! We just have to pray to God for Rahman's healing." Miss Dira could not hold back her tears. He hugged Nurul's limp body.

"Mas Rahman Bu', Mas Rahman, hicks, hyx,"

"Yes nduk. God has given us the best!" Said Bu Dira who tried to strengthen Nurul and himself.

"You must be strong! So that Rahman will fight for you too!"

Bu Dira is actually also very anxious about the condition of his son. But because Nurul's condition has not recovered, and considering Nurul had a traumatic injury with his head, he tried hard in front of Nurul.

After a while, they finally returned to Nurul's nursing room. With Ali still staying faithful waiting for his brother-in-law.

"Hasn't Nita been told?" Nurul asked after arriving at his room.

Madam Dira and Fatimah looked at each other. He forgot to tell Nita about Nurul who had given birth.

"Sorry Mom, forgot. Yesterday the focus was on your condition and Mas Rahman." Reply Fatimah.

"Yes, not Papa Dek. I understand!"

"Bent on Ma'am, let Fatimah call." Fatimah immediately grabbed her phone and Nurul's phone. He immediately searched Nita's number and called her.

Nita who heard the news that Nurul had given birth was very happy. But he did not know the events behind the sudden birth of the little baby.

Nita prepares with her two daughters to visit Nurul after her husband returns from work. They intend to stay a few days there because the daughter is on school holidays.

And how shocked Nita was when she reached the hospital where Nurul was treated. He heard everything that happened yesterday. He did not expect his brother to experience such a thing. And even the condition of his sister-in-law who was still unconscious.

The sustenance of God can be anything. Endeavors and trials are also a form of God's love for His creatures. We, as His servants, need only be grateful for everything. And receive with sincerity all His gifts.