Married the Impotent Widow
Dinka Only, Save Dinka only!

There were no 3 minutes Abid came out, but when Dinka came back there was no more. Only a doctor explained what Dinka experienced and the handling procedures.

"Dinka's in the operating room, you sign it, Bid! God, what did you do to your wife?!" The doctor was panicking not playing. He thought, the bleeding in question is bleeding before labor. But don't know if this is all.

"Save Dinka, whatever the circumstances, please save Dinka first!" Abid held both of his comrades' shoulders.

"We'll try—"

"Please promise me, please promise me!" If Dinka leaves, I'll die too!

The two stared for quite a while, before the doctor nodded. "Sure, Bid!" The doctor knew how badly Abid was devastated. His two wives were the same fate. Pregnant and suffering a disaster. It's only natural that Abid is half-crazy.

Abid simply crossed out the signature column and handed over a paper with a statement of approval of the action taken by the doctor, then ran to the front of the operating room. But, even though he was a doctor, the room was still closed to him.

So what can he do? He looked at the room. His heart felt pain and like it was slashed. But he knew that Dinka was strong.

And Abid has to help him. The man stepped back then stepped quickly into the hospital mushala. He has a Dzat who can help him. He knows where to beg and humble himself.

In his prayer, Abid cried until he had difficulty breathing. He only asked if he could have died. Don't be Dinka, and if you're lucky, let her son be saved.

Ten minutes passed, Abid had returned to the front of the operating room. There was his extended family, all of them and the front one was Ranu and Jen.

His face that was no longer strange shape was thrust into the face of Ranu and Jen who looked angry.

"I may be the shitty carrier's husband!"

"Be a strong man, as strong as Dinka withstood her pain." Ranu took a deep breath. Jen told me, and who's to blame? Dinka doesn't fall for being careless, she just reflexes.

"We're fighting with Dinka here, Darren will be here soon too." Jen rubbed her tears, trying to look strong.

"Sorry Dinka, yes, Jen .. I know she's got a big mistake to you—"

"I'm sorry, I forgot it." Jen is crying again. "I never swore Dinka. Dinka has helped me a lot, i-I'm—"

"The wrong mom" Desy interrupted as she approached Jen and hugged her. "A cruel mother swore at him."

Desy looked at everyone with a stern expression, although her eyes were similarly puffy and red. "It's Mama's fault, you guys did your best to take care of Dinka. Please don't blame yourself, let's apologize to Dinka when she wakes up. He must've woken up, he'd have survived."

The remark did not comfort Abid at all, but he nodded anyway. He still feels scared. Here, he felt the weakest. I don't know, but maybe they've been in the worst position.

Abid also had, but he was not how Nara was then. He himself was dying, how could he remember anyone else?

Only the conditions are the same. A few hours earlier, Abid accompanied Dinka check, Nara used to be too. If Dinka is nearing delivery, Nara is only declared pregnant. If Nara doesn't make it to half an hour, Dinka is two hours away. And two hours of all that happiness was gone. Now she is crying full of wounds.

"The strong, we must be strong for Dinka." Ranu patted Abid's shoulder. Earlier, Abid permission to accompany Dinka, even he asked permission to leave until Dinka gave birth. To be honest, said some people in the office earlier, Abid sounded better, but later he knew, Abid was so because he had lost his wife. Luckily, Ranu gave her permission and let Abid go home. If it could be another story.

Today's incident happened so fast, it's not even 6 p.m. Everything can happen, even if it's not the worst we want.

But who are we?

Huh uh?! A haughty man with many plans and wishes.

***

It felt like they were waiting in front of this room. Even Abid prayed in a room not far from here. He's not far from Dinka. He was afraid of losing a moment with Dinka.

Abid paced back and forth in front of the operating room, occasionally staring at the door a few minutes longer than before.

From the last fifteen minutes, Abid refused to sit down and remained silent. Dinka's shadow that left her made Abid nauseous, break out in a cold sweat, and after that he felt his whole body numb. The cold air ambushed him mercilessly. And he almost lost consciousness.

"Doctor Abid ...!"

Abid looked back. There stood the senior Doctor who was wearing green clothes. Before stepping closer, he turned his head to the operating room first, as if making sure Dinka was safe.

The family approached, joined the crowd behind Abid— a little distance, enough until they heard what the doctor said.

"Your son survived" the doctor said without smiling, then pulled out papers that made Abid impatient.

Abid can't even remember who Dinka's doctor is.

"My wife must have survived too, right, Doctor?!" Abid doesn't want to hear bad news. Do not let the safety of his son be exchanged for Dinka's life.

"He survived" the doctor replied with a faint smile, staring at everyone. Abid knows that's not a good sign.

"He's in a coma?"

The doctor breathed heavily. "Let him rest. Today, he endured too much pain. But he told me before he lost consciousness."

Abid's forehead wrinkled.

The doctor continued. "Say you should make the SIM as soon as possible. If you're lucky, Miss Dinka wants to sit next to you again as a passenger."

Oh Allah, Dinka ....

He was dying, but still had time to say that?