Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

235. Imaginary

"Mama will support whatever your decision is. Just make you happy."

"I can't Mama, if I'm just friends maybe I am." Zahira stroked her stomach which still occasionally felt pain.

"Yes, think of the children's kindness as well." Ayu enveloped Zahira, giving her a sense of security and comfort. "You better rest, baby."

"Kids?"

"There's your Papa and Radit outside, they'll be fine." Ayu assured.

Zahira nodded, there is no one to trust other than family. His smile was etched while starting to close his eyes.

One week later Zahira still can not work, pain and weakness often attack to sometimes make it difficult to sleep. Even this morning, the pain is getting more twisted and disturbing. Zahira woke up from her sleep grimacing.

"Mama!" call him, Ayu was deliberately living in the house that ensures the state of Zahira.

"Zahira." Ayu approached Zahira's room with a worried face.

"Mama!" his call sounded grimacing.

Ayu immediately opened the door, and was very surprised to see Zahira being supported on the bed by holding her stomach.

"Dear." Ayu is confused which part to hold, but eventually helps Zahira back to sit in her bed. "Jia!" call Ayu a little yell towards the door, she is sure the girl can hear it because the distance of their room is not so far away.

"Jia!" yell Ayu again.

Jia came in a hurry.

"Prepare the car we're going to the hospital." Ayu grabs Zahira's bag and helps Zahira stand up.

"Mama!" Zahira grimaced in pain.

"Sir Teddy!" yelled Ayu again, but did not hear so he had to go out for a while. "Sir, please take Zahira, she can't walk." pinta Ayu then immediately went back inside in a hurry.

The man followed Ayu to Zahira's room, her big mistress' pond was grimacing in pain. "I'm sorry Madam" he said, holding Zahira immediately.

"Faster Jia." pinta Ayu to the beautiful bodyguard, she nodded in understanding, adding speed with her sharp eyes focused forward.

"Mama!" Zahira again whined in pain, her hands held firm with Ayu's hands.

"You're having a contraction sweetheart." Ayu was getting anxious.

After a while, they arrived at the hospital. The driver carried Zahira back immediately, to the usual room where Zahira checked.

"Mrs!" Doctor Amelia immediately approached Ayu who followed her into the examination room.

"It looks like he's having contractions."

"All right, I'll handle it." Doctor Amelia came into the room.

Before long the female doctor came out with a few sisters pushing Zahira, they headed for the operating room.

"Doctor!" Ayu was really worried.

"We're going to have surgery, the baby's very weak and the mother's weak." Amelia looked at Ayu for a moment. "Can you sign the dossier as soon as possible, the operation must be done immediately" said Amelia puzzled, even Zahira was alone without anyone. So far only Anggara who always take care of everything.

"Yes, do your best." Ayu replied softly and sadly. His body trembled slightly with reality that sometimes changed unexpectedly. Should surgery mean the baby was born prematurely, and likely?

Stunned for the umpteenth time, it was inconceivable how hard the life of his daughter Zahira was going through. 'When is it all done, God?'

Until a while after Ayu handed the surgery file back, some doctors and nurses entered the operating room. They're all set.

"So, I'd like to see my daughter for a minute." Ayu begged.

"Yes, please." Doctor Amelia allowed.

Ayu immediately entered, wanting to encourage or whatever it was, the most important thing for her was to know Zahira's current state.

"Mama." call Zahira with a worried face.

Ayu grabbed Zahira's hand holding and glued it to her face. "It's okay Honey, everything will be fine" Ayu said also covering up her worries.

"I'm afraid of my baby"

Zahira nodded, a little relieved Ayu was always with him.

"Mama will take care of you outside" said Ayu again.

"Yes." Yeah." Zahira nodded.

...***...

"Dear."

A warm sweet smile expands. He approached with firm, dashing, handsome and radiant steps.

"Mas!" Zahira is stunned by the perfect appearance, the handsome man who is missed every day.

He was developing a smile.

"Mas, I miss you so much." cried Zahira without taking a look at the face that was so handsome more than when she was alive.

He just smiled, staring lovingly, affectionately and also longingly.

"Why have you come now, I'm alone" said Zahira softly, confirming her beloved silver suit.

"I know darling." she was still smiling and looking at Zahira's sad face, like she never blinked.

"Mas." call Zahira again, stroke her chest, the peaceful spot that had always been her favorite.

The sound of a baby crying, making the eyes full of love avert his eyes.

"She's our daughter Mas." Zahira still didn't put her hand on that chest.

He walked up to the crying baby girl. Carrying her slowly like holding Satria and Sadewa. Instantly her crying voice subsided.

Zahira approached the two, sad, longing and haru when she saw the scene that warmed her heart. Zahira came back crying.

Anggara turned around, looking at the sad face of the beloved closer.

"Bring me up." Zahira hugged him tightly, but felt bland not as warm as before.

"You're still sick darling." she sat on the bed followed by Zahira sitting next to her.

"I don't want to part with you." Her tears just came down and flowed.

He grabbed Zahira's shoulder and asked her to sleep on his lap. One hand held the baby, one hand hugged and rubbed Zahira's hair.

"Sleep baby, let me take care of our child, you're so tired" he said gently with a gentle swipe to make Zahira feel comfortable.

'It felt so peaceful, that delicate palm continued to stroke. The burning longing found a little place, but the heart seemed to be sliced pain is not a bitch. I don't know what happened so sad that it was so agonizing, that even the stomach shook withstanding the cries that never came out his voice.'

"Dear."

His voice was still audible, heavy and full of love.

"Dear, wake up."

"Wake up, honey, don't be like this."

Sayup sounded and then moved away, faintly visible a tall, handsome and dashing figure came out carrying a smiling baby staring at his handsome face.

"Mas." Zahira. But it doesn't seem to be heard.

"Mas!" strangeness but still not heard, the further the step, the more faintly seen with open eyes.

"Mas!" yelling and crying simultaneously sounded, Anggara turned his head, smiled and then increasingly blurred away like a delusion.

"Mas." He continued to cry, his tears had flooded.

"Honey wake up, don't be like this." this time it's not Anggara's voice, but Ayu's, her mother's voice.

"Honey." his voice sounded worried, but back to look for the whereabouts of Anggara. His eyes looked around, though he found nothing, he cried again, calling Anggara confusedly.