
"My wife's not dead, she's alive." Aaron continued to cry hysterically making the nurse who was getting tired of standing up immediately stepped aside because he was surprised to see the owner of the hospital whose behavior was very strange. Is it because it's night now that Aaron's in the surf?
The two male nurses nodded their heads at the doctor Ezra who had just arrived.
"Haura is not dead yet" Ezra said.
"You're right my wife can't go, my wife just sleeps."
"Then why are you crying?" One of Ezra's eyebrows shot up, the man with all his might holding back his laughter from exploding in the hospital hallway that was very close to the morgue. Afraid that the corpses would laugh.
"They want to take my wife away."
"Have you seen his face?"
Aaron nodded, the man raised his head to look at Ezra who had been holding his chest. Fearful of losing, Aaron forgot to check who was on top of the cage.
With the movement of Harun's perlan pulled the green cloth that covered the tiny body. Surprised not to play see that the corpse is not his wife but grandmothers who are old enough and may already smell the ground.
"E-ezra, where's my Humairah?" Staring at Ezra who was holding back a laugh.
"Eat it before crying carefully first, muddy now?" tease Ezra.
The man left the hospital hall followed by Aaron who was tailing like a child. Opening the door of the VVIP super room for being a hospital owner.
Inside, a woman closed her eyes. There are not many medical devices attached to Haura's body because it has passed the critical period due to hearing the loud cries of Azzam who was in intensive space this afternoon.
There was only an oxygen hose that helped the woman breathe as well as an infusion tube on her hand.
Aaron stepped closer to his wife, while Ezra was gone because he already had no schedule in the hospital.
"S-honey?" call Aaron to sit on the side of the cage. Grasping his wife's hand that felt very cold, making the woman then open her eyes that look cute, throw a smile even though it feels very difficult.
"Ma-mas Aaron?" Clear threads continued to fall on Haura's eye patch that had been conscious since, only it had not been able to move its entire body.
The woman's heart felt very sick to see the appearance of her husband who was not well maintained even though he had just been left for a few days.
"Sorry."
Aaron shook his head, wiping his tears violently. "The wrong gas for wanting more work, honey. Have you seen our son? He's very handsome in a way similar to me. He gave her the name Azzam."
"Thank you, Mom."
"Samely dear."
"Ma-thank you for saving our son" said Haura, though it was hard for her to speak. However, she wanted to say a lot to her husband.
"Stop talking Haura, get some rest!"
Haura shakes her head. "C-smell me!" haura pinta.
"Ra?"
"Mas, I beg you!"
Aaron took a deep breath from the tightness in his chest. Rise up just to kiss Haura's forehead long enough.
"Get well soon, dear, Azzam needs you" he whispered.
"Thank you for keeping our son."
"No Ra, I'm selfish for just thinking about you. Mas-mas isn't a good father to Azzam."
"Mas is a good husband and father to me as well as Azzam." Again Haura smiled even though it felt like breathing was very difficult.
"I'm tired, can I sleep now?"
"Of course sleep well, but don't forget to wake up tomorrow."
Haura simply smiled, slowly closing her eyes.