DAD'S CHOICE OF MATE
The race is after Davin's love

After a short walk, Reza and Rifal arrived at the hospital. I tried hard in front of them. They're both my sisters who know for sure how I feel even though they don't know that now I'm pregnant with Arsy's son...

I don't know now that I've been waiting for three hours or yet, I've felt nothing but pain for these three hours. The doctor called me to enter the room.

Please ma'am look at her husband, this father is unconscious. We the doctors have discussed following up our responsibilities to Mr. Arsyad but we are waiting for the arrival of the family including his own wife.

Do whatever the doctor can do for the sake of my husband's recovery doc, I can't figure out what the diagnosis is, I leave it to God who is all-healing...

I was getting less and less able to hold back my tears, my two siblings looked so beaten. Moreover Dela that in this world there is only brother Arsy in his life...

I came closer to hold Arsy's arm feeling very cold helpless. The man who always poured out his love through a kiss could not kiss me this morning as he often did when he wanted to go to the office. Then what about the child who is still in the stomach who is always waiting for a warm kiss from his papa, I do not know how to explain this incident to the baby...

Papa Arsy, this afternoon the baby asked him why he had not kissed me, usually when he always gave me a kiss when he came home from the office. It's time to go home but he hasn't kissed me yet, she said. Well I answered papa busy working for you and mama, you are patient well son, soon papa come home. But in fact you are here, me and baby from earlier waiting for your return home. We miss when you kiss us on the forehead, when you want to sleep you invite the baby to chat, when you sing nina bobo for me and the baby, he said, when you sleepy but forced eyes to wake up telling a fairy tale.that's what I miss from your figure who is considerate and dear....

I while talking to him despite not hearing my complaint, ' I put his hand to the cheek hoping he realized with the touch of my hand.....

To the left of Arsy's brother was Dela who was not inferior to me, crying despite trying to be strong in front of me...brother Reza and brother Rifal were beside me and stroking my shoulders trying hard to also see the condition of brother Arsy...

Reza went out of the room somewhere, sometimes there the doctor still looked at us who were struggling. Reza's brother who came out is now back in,

Your daughter eats first well pity your child if you do not eat, said Dela you have not eaten. Reza wipes my tears,

I felt the affection of Arsy from the warm touch of Reza's sister, I continued to look at half the face of Arsy who was wrapped in white cloth hoping to wake up and tell me to eat....

Come on brother wake up, come on our child hungry, wake up and bribe me to eat invite your child to chat to not fuss at night, come on brother open your eyes...I muttered ignoring Reza's sister. All I expected was that Brother Arsy would hear my words, but only hope...

Brother Reza feeds me, I'm still fixated on the pale face of Brother Arsy.

Since the conversation I had to Arsy's sister both my brother already knew that I was pregnant with Arsy's son, therefore Reza's sister was very caring for this content...

I took a bribe from brother Reza, a bribe after a bribe until the porridge was almost finished, I did not even realize that this porridge bowl would run out I ate. Brother Reza is exactly the same as Brother Arsy, so caring and affectionate since I was a child...

I, Brother Reza, Rifal and Dela are still awake waiting for the doctor's decision. Until dawn, they both Rifal's brother and Reza's sister had to go to the hospital mosque, me and Dela would pray in the room.

Until the prayer was over, a doctor with several nurses entered the room. I with swollen eyes lamented the face of Brother Arsy....

Mr. Arsyad here he's not actually in a coma, it's just that we from the doctor gave a sedative because at the time of the incident the father had been restrained and one of our doctors here who witnessed when the father of the accident finally brought the father here, and after we examined the father had a severe injury to the head therefore we will follow up with surgery on the head because otherwise Mr. Arsyad will have amnesia and before that happens we've given him a sedative to rest enough before the operation on the run,,

So this morning we will start working as much as possible to make Mr. Arsyad recover, we do not promise to heal but we will keep trying and wait for the Divine's decision.. We are fellow doctors and nurses asking for prayers for his smoothness. We'll be back after an order from the expert, we'll excuse you' . Clear doctor diagnosis...

I can't stop thinking if the doctor's concerns really happen, Arsy's sister will forget about me and her son who doesn't know anything about this incident...

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*Dear My angel

Son. You must be strong to accept the state of papa Arsy. The important thing is that you know that Papa Arsy loved you very much before this incident. You know that Daddy Arsy never felt tired when he came home from work who should rest even let you chat, tell all the habits of papa while in the office. You know that dear Papa Arsy is a good person, baby, that attention is not only the same as you but also our mother and family...

You should know son, even though the mother who conceived you will later give birth to you into the world, making your paradise mama but papa Arsy means more than what mama does. Papa Arsy also knows what it's like to be pregnant, how you feel in your stomach, how it feels when you dance in your stomach. Papa Arsy feels that way more than my mom. You also know, Papa Arsy works from morning to afternoon just for you and mama. Papa Arsy works alone for you and mom. You're not offering papa Arsy's sacrifice. Even with this incident it was because papa came home to earn a living for us. So you must be strong if this is our destiny. If this is God's provision we must patiently accept this reality. I'm sorry mommy couldn't do what Daddy Arsy used to do to you. Mama can't kiss you nak*....

As I stroked my stomach that was getting bigger and bigger. I'm still in the room waiting for the doctor to take Arsy to the operating room......