DAD'S CHOICE OF MATE
Dira meets Ratna at the office

The morning sun is starting to shine out there, Rifal and Reza's sister have to go home because they have to go to the office. Dela and I are still keeping faith. Said Reza's brother mama and papa will be here soon. They'll both pick up Mom in front of the hospital...

At the same time, the doctor and several nurses walked into the room to bring Ms. Arsy to the operating room. I asked to wait a few more minutes.

Doc, let my mom and dad see his son-in-law before the operation is done. They're being picked up outside, they'll be here soon...

Well ma'am we'll wait another 5 minutes because the other doctors are already waiting in the operating room...

A few minutes later, my mom and dad arrived. It was clear that the look on the face of my mother's sadness to tears was unstoppable again. I couldn't tell mom about Arsy's older son I was carrying. Mama hugged and kissed Arsy's sister's face as well as papa kissed Arsy's leg's forehead with a reddened look holding back his crying...

Three nurses were doctors, one in the front and two in the back pushing Arsy's bed out into the operating room...

Father, please wait for us outside. We'll be working for about 30 minutes. We ask permission and prayers from the family of Mr. Arsyad...

Me, mom, papa and Dela were sitting in the waiting room. Rifal and Reza are not leaving, they will stay here waiting for the results of the doctor's work. They both agreed to take time off today...

Rifal's brother contacted his wife not to enter the office by chance they were one office. Rifal's sister's wife will ask permission to come to the hospital to see Arsy..

Mama scolded me, saying my face was pale plus my eyes were swollen. Mama doesn't know about my body.

I tried to smile in front of my mom. My mother hugged me lovingly. Mama knows how her little daughter feels....

There's something my mom doesn't know about me. I said, staring and holding my mother's hands.

What's up, son.? Ask mama...

Mah, actually I've been pregnant with Arsy's son for 4 months. As I answered and could not help but cry at this statement I told my mother. I know it's a very late time for you to know, but it's all because. (i can't go on with my story to my mom) Mama hugged me I couldn't hold back these tears. The people around felt my grief until they were devastated as well...

You're patient, son, you know you're strong. God will not test his servant beyond his means. You're my only daughter that my mom knows her powers...Mama hugged and rubbed my back'...

Papa sat down beside me and waved his hand over my head. Dabbing while submissive. Papa looks very sad to see the only son-in-law he has threatened his safety....

How we and our family are not hit with the situation of me and my brother Arsy at this time. Although trying to be strong, but anyone who experiences it will definitely feel the name of pain is unspeakable....

Reza bought me and baby food, and mom papa and the others....

Rice and soup brought it for me. A bag of fruits for the baby, too. I no longer take the medicine that Dr. Kaina gave me back then. I don't remember anything when I heard about Arsy's sister...😢😢😢

The day after the operation was completed. Arsy's sister is still lying weakly in the hospital. Relatives and families from any side come to visit. But the doctor's diagnosis is still unconscious. It took him one to two days to be able to resuscitate himself because of the dope.....

Sometimes in the room there was just me and my mom. I always invite Brother Arsy to talk even though I can't hear my complaint'...

Although not yet conscious, I always try to raise his hand to touch my distended stomach. So that the baby knows that Papa Arsy is still always with him even under any circumstances. Just treating the baby's longing from papa Arsy's kiss.

I'm really looking forward to when the doctor says, a day after the doctor says that Arsy's leg will wake up two days after the surgery. It's time not to be conscious either.....

Faithfully waiting for the time to come, at night, it's already the third night post-surgery that the doctor said today or tomorrow Arsy will soon wake up....

Arsy's hands I stick to his stomach, looking at his face which no longer looks like his wife, looks very pale....

I chatted with him all night even though I knew Arsy's brother never listened to my stories...

On this very night, it was exactly 02:35 in the morning. I intend to perform the night prayer asking for awareness of Arsy, pleading for his recovery, pleading for me and he was met with our child who is still in my womb...

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O Allah, may you hear my groaning, you hear my desire. O God I wish that what I want is what I need. I want awareness for my husband, I want healing for him, I want healing for him, o Allah, I need a husband and a father for my son in the world until Your Hereafter.. Let me see my son's face still in the womb, let my husband see my face, see the face of the servant's son. O Allah, there is nothing better than a gift from you. Make this desire the need of the servant....Aamiin ya Rabbal Alamin...

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When I finished praying, I sat back down on the chair next to Arsy's bed.At once I was surprised to see the movement of his hands, curate his face with his eyes still tightly closed. Still looking neatly clean that I was wearing, I rushed out to call the doctor.Two doctors followed walking behind me and one nurse....

Mom and Dela woke up. Still with the movement of his hands that are increasingly active in moving. His eyes looked heavy to open. Unable to speak yet, still looking very weak. But a bit of a sense of uneasiness finally sis Arsy has realized after three days after surgery...

The doctor begins to examine and see the heartbeat that begins to beat normally... The doctor told her that Arsy had regained consciousness, but still needed enough rest and not much movement....

We'll be back at 07:00 in the morning....The doctor said as he walked out of the room...

Dela came closer and hugged Arsy's sister, I smiled when I saw that she had come to her senses, my mother hugged me....

O Allah, thank you for sending out the prayer of the servant. The servant does not know how many times to thank you for everything you have given. O Allah, enough to give the husband of the servant more than enough of what I have now..

Arsy's sister started to open her eyes, seeing my face with tears.

Thank God, son, you are conscious, said the mother while kissing the weak hands of Arsy's brother....

Brother Arsy still looks at me even though his hands are in the arms of mama. Sis Arsy wants to wipe my tears but his hands can't move...

I smiled seeing him looking at me deeper as if to say something, I approached kissing his forehead. My tears were pouring down over his face.....His head was still wrapped in white cloth. Still looks very weak....

I raised his hand to touch my stomach, quickly healed well baby kangen with papa Arsy chat..

Brother Arsy tried to shake his head, I touched it restraining. No need to shake my head I understand that my father Arsy has accepted my request, God is good at giving me strength in this situation. Our children are also smart not to fuss know the papa is sick again....

Your daughter rests first, son, you haven't slept last night. Later you hurt pity your child in the stomach, you must take care of health as well. Said my mother standing next to me...

In shaa Allah the powerful Princess mah. Answer me with a smile.

Son, you have to rest more, your energy is used for two people, you breathe for two people, pity if you are sick your child becomes weak too, persuaded mama forced me to sleep.

Arsy's sister looked at me moving her hand to touch my hand, a sign she agreed with my mother's order. I nodded and went to the sofa where my mother always lay down her body,

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