When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

when my wife no longer asks for 27

Two hours drive, we finally got to the hospital. I yelled for the nurse to help me lift Rahman's mas and put him on top of the hospital gurney. He closed his eyes without even looking at me for a second.

Is this the answer to Rahman's request to be with me for 40 days and after that it's up to me to divorce him.

I rubbed my face and waited for Rahman, who was in the hospital ER room, hoping he was okay and that he had a long time to stay with him even though he died.

I kept waiting, the door in front of me to open but not. The door of the ER is still closed, what is the disease of Rahman mas is so severe that he often nosebleeds and fainting. I walked back and forth, feeling I was not calm because I thought about Rahman who was still in there.

Chequek...

The door of the ER room opened, I saw the doctor coming out after examining Rahman.

"How's my husband doing, Doc?" ask me.

"Mom's husband's condition is fine right now but...!"

"But what sir, what happened to my husband,"

I am very worried about anything happening with Rahman mas, hopefully Rahman mas can survive with the disease in his affliction.

"The cancer that he suffered has spread throughout the body, so that makes Mr. Rahman often nosebleed, tired quickly and we have to quickly do a spinal cord transplant," said doctor Yadi.

What, doing a spinal cord transplant must be very expensive. Moreover, my money is not enough if for the cost of operating Rahman mas.

"Is there no other way than that, Doc," I asked.

"There, we can do chemotherapy on Mr. Rahman but before we ask the patient later. So let Rahman rest first!" Doctor Yadi said then left me who was still sculpting.

Some nurses took Rahman to the hospital room, I followed him from behind. I asked the sisters to take Rahman to the VIP room so that I would be more free to look after him and Rania was not sultry when visiting her papa.

Mas Rahman was lying weakly on top of the gurney, he was not conscious at all. I sat beside him, his body so thin and pale, all this time I just thought that he did not care about me when behind all that he kept the disease in nature.

I took my phone and sent a message to my mother that I was in the hospital because I had no time to go to her room to tell her that Rahman had fainted. After texting, I put her phone back on the hospital nightstand.

I slept in a chair beside Rahman, I closed my eyes tired of crying from earlier. I just hope that tomorrow Rahman's basic. I will talk to the doctor who handled Rahman's treatment.

I will try to cure Rahman, to atone for my guilt for ignoring him all along.

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I woke up when I felt someone's hand stroke the top of my head, I rubbed my eyes and saw Rahman who had woken up.

"Mas, you're awake! you want a drink,"

Mas Rahman just nodded then I went to take the drinking water on the nightstand and gave it to Rahman.

"How are you doing, Mom?" I asked her to see her smile and then hold my hand.

"I'm sorry for the trouble you've been through,"

My tears fell back slowly, just now I was happy because his attitude had changed but this happiness seemed to disappear with this kind of pain. While we were happy, God gave me this kind of trial.

"Already, Rahman did not trouble me. I should have been here to accompany the mas until it healed," I said with tears that I could not stand anymore.mas Rahman just stroked my hand and kissed it.

"Thank you for forgiving mistakes, maybe it won't be long,"

"Don't say that, Mum. I'm sure you'll recover" I said trying to strengthen Rahman's mas.

Never leave the person you love when he slumped, but still strengthen him even though we do not know how life will go forward. At least we stay together to strengthen someone we love. Moreover, a husband, has tried to give the best even though less.