Forced to Share a Bed
Sisters

"Sa-honey, you are so beautiful," praised Silfa while tidying up the daughter of Dewi's hair that pokes out from behind her hijab. While I was, I kept chanting the holy verse in his ear.

"Have my stomach been split?" he asked when the doctor was installing a CITO blood transfusion into his vena. While the anesthesiologist and anaesthetist looked busy monitoring the monitor and giving drugs to Miss Dewi. I do not know what happened, but from their chat, implying that the condition of the Goddess ma'am is not good.

My tears are back. I quickly rubbed it so as not to be caught by the Goddess.

"His blood and pulse are weakening! Please prepare the ICU for post SC observation!" exclaiming a doctor. Then an officer ran out of the operating room followed by two others.

"Quick! The procedure should be accelerated!" That's what the gynecologist said.

"Epinephrine! Hurry along!" shouted doctor anastesi. Silfa and I stared at each other. My heart is beating strong.

"Dok," Salfa stood up and panicked. I haven't said anything because I'm confused.

"Mommy, I'm okay," said the Goddess.

"K-Kak Goddess." The eyes of the Goddess bu closed but he could still strengthen Silfa. I continued my reading with lips that began to tremble.

"Alhamdulillaah, the baby was born" a doctor exclaimed.

"My baby? I want to see Doc" he said again.

"Sorry Mom, the baby's not crying, we have to deal with it first." They brought baby girl while running. I personally didn't get to see her because her baby was wrapped in a green operating cloth.

"Bloody! Quickly blood spare CITO!"

Emergency lights on. I panicked, too, with Silfa. The monitor sounded. When I saw that Dewi had closed her eyes, Salfa was drowning. Two officers took Silfa out of the operating room.

"K-Kak Dewi, sister," called me as the doctor was busy giving medicine and doing some procedures.

"Daini .. a-I saw papi, papi took me to a beautiful place" he murmured. But his eyes remained closed.

"Sister Goddess, keep listening to me, sister. Ignore invite him, it's not papi bu Dewi. It is the demon of God who wants to mislead Brother. Sis, quickly say la ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah," I asked him to recite tahlil. I put my lips in her ear.

"The medicine doesn't respond, Doc." That's what someone said. My heart is beating. Bad thoughts envelop my heart.

"Satan will be present when man is facing death (a sentence of death) so that a person can die in a state of infidelity even though all his life he does the deeds of the experts of heaven." The frightening sentence that my teacher said suddenly flashed in my ears.

Nah! Rabb, please keep all the bad prejudices out of my mind.

"Daini .. there is a beautiful woman who wants to give me food, she says the food will make me happy," Mother Dewi began to mingle. When asked by the doctor, the answer he said did not match the question.

"Sir Goddess, ignore the woman. Whoever comes to you, ignore it. Unless he comes and invites you to say la ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah, la ilaha illallah," I ask.

"Daini .. a-I fear ...." The body of the Goddess maam trembled and looked agitated.

"Patients shiver, Doc!" exclaim penata anastesi.

"Patients are starting to hallucinate, Doc!"

"Fidget patient!"

Those words made my feelings even more uncertain. But I tried hard to influence his subconscious so that the Goddess ma'am would follow my invitation.

"Devil said, ‘Because You have punished me for straying, I will really (obstruct) them from Your straight path. Then I will come to them from the face and from behind them. And you will not find them. And You will not get most of them grateful (obedient) (QS. Al-A’raf: 16-17)."

The meaning is, the devil will come to man from all ways haq and batil. For the mission of the devil is to deprive man of the truth. Satan will try to take advantage of the points of weakness, if a severe calamity befalls, or when disaster is present, then the devil comes through various ways to damage human faith so that humans become experts in hell. Naudzubillah min dzaalik.

I kept reminding Miss Dewi with tahlil sentences while crying tears. I also heard the doctor in charge told his assistant to explain the condition of the Goddess mother to his family. My lips continued to be beautiful, while my mind screamed and pleaded with Him for the comfort of the Goddess and her baby.

His current condition is absolutely critical. He had to go into the ICU room and be intubated. That's what the doctor told Silfa who returned to the operating room after his condition calmed down. The eyes of the Goddess maam were half closed, and the teardrops kept melting from the corner of her eyes.

"Save my son, Doc. Do your best" Silfa said.

Bang Raditpun was given the opportunity to meet the Goddess and enter the operating room. I became a silent witness to how the Radit bang was so beaten and looked so twisted.

"Goddess, why is it like this? Why don't you take me to the operating room? Is this the reason? Two days ago you said I shouldn't be with you. Then when I asked the reason, you said because you didn't want to make me sad."

"Goddess, will we not, after the end of the puerperium, come together? Huux." Bang Radit crying.

"Bang Radit, calm down, let's pray for his kindness" I asked.

"Yes, Sir. You need to calm down."

Then doctors and other medical teams told that Dewi ma'am would soon be transferred to the ICU room. There was something strange when he was about to be transferred to the ICU, the hand of the Goddess continued to hold me. Because of that, I immediately asked the doctor to accompany him to the ICU room. The doctor approved my request.

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In the ICU room, Miss Dewi immediately carried out further intubation. There was a lot of medical equipment on his body. Until this moment, the Goddess ma'am still held my hand. I continued chanting tahlil in his ear. The current condition of the Goddess ma'am .. 'unconscious.'

"Please wake up quickly Wi. Oiya Wi, I-I'm sorry for not having the time to answer your question. You have been asking since a month ago. You ask, 'Do I love you.' But until now, I haven't answered. Wi, quickly wake up, I want to answer it," wirily bang Radit while kissing the hand of the Goddess ma'am. My chest feels tight, I feel the pain of bang Radit. Then slowly the hand of the Goddess ma'am escaped from holding me.

"Honey," suddenly Silfa came and hugged her hand. I bowed and endlessly prayed for him.

"I'm sorry dear Mami, wrong Mami, sorry Mami who never wanted to hear your story. Forgive Mama who never spent a lot of time with you. Huuu, dear .. please wake up."

"Mom, be patient," I hugged Silfa's mom.

"Dayne, huuu. The baby is also critical, until now has not cried. B-but, Zul was complaining about it. How is this Daini? I fear God took my Goddess and my grandchild. Huuu."

"Huuu, but Dai, why is it like this? When the Goddess is healed, why is she even like this? Though, I-I promised that tomorrow night I would be cheering him on. Huuu."

"Me-glambling? Mean Mother?"

"A few days ago, he asked to sleep with me and said he wanted to be surrounded. De-Dewi had even slept in my room, but because there was an appointment with the client and his request was sudden, I-I had not had time to fulfill his request." Miss Silfa spoke while holding her chest. I'm sculpting. Explanation ma Silfa felt tight chest.

"Mother Goddess ...."

I sat on the floor, holding my chest that hurt. The story came back. The feeling of guilt that has always been a shadow behind my happiness.

"Mom Silfa, I-I'm sorry. Because I---."

"Other, you're not wrong. Please do not bring up events that can make you feel hurt again. It's fate, aren't you the one who always reminds me that this is fate?" Miss Silfa grabbed my shoulder. He then kissed my forehead.

"But Ma-but---."

"Sstt, please accompany my son. I can't do anything." I nodded weakly. Go back to the Goddess mom and whisper tahlil in her ear.

Lady Goddess, if we can be reborn, I would also like to be your sister. It would be nice if we could play dolls together. Yeah, right? Inner mech.

Because I have to perform Isya prayer and ASI pump, I let go for a moment to Silfa ma'am to leave the ICU room.

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In the hallway of the hospital mosque, I accidentally met Zulfikar sir.

"Sa-honey?"

"Mass?"

"Hanine." He suddenly grabbed me. I hugged him tightly and cried in his chest.

"Ha-Hanin, baby girl, she's very ca-beautiful. B-but can't cry yet" she explained stammeringly.

"We pray that the Goddess and our children will be fine." Yeah, I call it "our son."

"She's so pretty Hanin, so pretty."

"You're handsome, Miss Goddess is also beautiful. She must be beautiful because she inherited her face from both her parents."

"Don't baby, she doesn't look like a goddess. That baby is very similar to you."

"W-what?" I'm appalled.

"Dear, I was shocked too. The likeness rate is up to 80 percent."

"Huuu, I want to see it Mas."

"Yes, we'll go to the NICU. Now we pray first yes," he asked. Take my hand.

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"Daini, Dai, banguuun."

Someone stabbed me in the cheek. I opened my eyes and immediately blocked my eyes due to the glare. The sunlight was pouring into my room.

"Sister, I'm still sleepy to know. Why is the curtain open?"

"So don't want to show you anything. After seeing it, you will like it. Get up," he forced. This time, I hugged.

"Geez, lazy, brother. I'm still sleepy."

"Yes, if you don't want to see, Brother go first yes, and don't blame Brother. He smiled, kissed me on the forehead, and passed. I knitted my eyebrows because my sister's appearance was so different, she was wearing a very pretty, shiny white dress and sprinkled with swarovski. The hijab is so beautiful.

"Sir Goddess, wait." I chased. But when I opened the room door, his figure had already disappeared.

"Hanin, Hanin, honey, wake up." Someone kissed my forehead.

I opened my eyes and immediately realized something. Earlier, after the Isya prayer and ASI pump, I leaned my head against the wall of the mosque while repeating my memorization. I still use mukena.

"Sir Goddess!" my yelling.

Regardless of Mr. Zulfikar, I immediately ran towards the ICU room.

"Darling, wait! Baby don't run! Honey, open it first!"

Mr. Zulfikar chased after me while reminding me. The people who cross paths with me gave way while staring in astonishment. Yes, they must be surprised because I ran around and still wear mukena.

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...~Tbc~...

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