My Mom's Choice
This Is Not a Dream

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The morning had come where the happiness Dev felt last night was like a dream that he would later, after the dawn prayer Dev woke Dea. He held her hand and gently kissed Dea.

"Darling, wake up baby. It's dawn, you want to pray?" Dev asked Dea, but there was no reaction from Dea, just silence.

Seeing that Dev smiled, then he slapped his wife's cheek gently again while kissing her hand. "Darling, it's dawn! You pray first yuk! I'll buy you breakfast, I'll bribe you" said Dev, but again Dea was silent.

Dev who saw that of course frowned, he stared fixedly at his wife. "Darling, when you sleep again?" Dev started to get scared. "Darling...!" Call Dev while patting Dea on the cheek.

Inexplicably Dev's heart returned to fear he was afraid that Dea would fall asleep again. "Darling...!" Call Dev while gently shaking Dea's shoulder, but there is still no reaction from Dea. He then slapped her in the face, hoping that this was just a dream. But it was very painful and it turned out that he was not dreaming.

"No! no way! You woke up last night, baby. You slept again?" Dev came back crying, for some reason his heart was now back in tightness. Even more crowded than before, more ruined than ever. "Did I dream last night?" Mumbled Dev.

"Dear, tell me last night wasn't a dream, was it? Last night was reality, right? You were conscious last night, and why are you sleeping again? You're kidding me, aren't you, honey? Come on dong, wake up baby...!" Dev kept calling Dea and shaking his wife's hand, but it didn't make Dea move at all.

Dev's body immediately slid to the floor, he sobbed while holding Dea's hand. "Oh my God, I think my wife was conscious last night. I was dreaming." Dev sobbed under the patient's bed.

He thought that last night was such a beautiful reality, which he had been waiting for for 3 months. But it turns out he was wrong. It was just a dream that made Dev's heart happy as well as sad.

Dev felt lifted up, after which it was thrown firmly to the bottom of the earth. The devastation was truly indescribable, how devastated, how painful and how tight Dev's chest was at the moment.

When Dev was crying, his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone, and it made Dev stop his crying. Then it jacked up and it turned out that Dea was holding his hand.

"No! This must be a dream again? Why is it God? Did I miss Dea too much, to the point that I had to hallucinate if she had come to her senses?"

"Buck...!" Call Dea in a loud voice.

Dev who heard that immediately rounded his eyes, he stood up and looked at him who was staring at the ceiling of the room. "Darling, are you really aware? Last night wasn't a dream, was it? I'm not dreaming, am I? No, this must be a dream" Dev said, pinching his hand and slapping his face. But this time it really hurt.

"Thank God, O Allah...!" Glad Dev kissed Dea's face many times. "I thought this was a dream too?" Said Dev while fusing his forehead with Dea's forehead.

"Mas, why cry? Are you afraid I'll sleep again?" Dea asked as she stroked Dev's cheek and wiped away her husband's tears.

Dea was aware that from last night, she intentionally when Dev called her she did not react. He just wanted to see how Dev would react when he found out if he fell asleep again. And when she heard her husband sobbing, with a voice so bitter, Dea's heart was sliced and delighted.

She is happy if her husband loves her so much, she is happy because her husband has been waiting for her to come back. He also did not expect that for 3 months he was sleeping weakly on the patient's bed, with tools attached to his body just to help him breathe and stay alive.

"I'm not going to go again! I won't sleep anymore. Where's our son Mas? I've always heard that you always bring our son here, where is he? What's name?" Dea asked with such a sad face.

"She I named according to your wishes dear, because our son will be a righteous woman, like his mother. Maybe, later around 09:00 Mama will bring him here. Can't wait to see Diamond?" Dev asked and immediately replied a nod by Dea.

"Yes, I can't wait to see Diamond. Diamond Azzahra, a beautiful pearl. I'm sure she must be so adorable! I can't wait to take care of it right away" Dea said with tears.

His heart was so sick and bitter. How not! As a mother, she should care for, raise and also bathe Diamonds from infancy. Butwhat? Even after giving birth, she fell asleep for 3 months, and she could not carry and take care of Diamonds. Even just to kiss the little baby's face when he first saw the world.

Elsewhere, at the Bachtiar residence. Nina was preparing breakfast for the Bachtiar family. He helped the servants who were there because of the coincidence Diamond had not yet awakened either.

"Mom, can Nina ask you something?" Nina asked Bu Siti, who was stirring the fried rice that was in the frying pan.

"of course! What's up, son?" Asked Bu Siti while glancing towards Nina for a moment.

"Did Dea have a twin Ma'am?"

Hearing that Mother Siti stopped her hand movements, then looked towards Nina. "No! Dea has no twin at all. She's the only mother's son. What's wrong?" Ask Mother Siti with a wrinkled forehead.

Nina told me what Hazel told me last night, and when Ms. Siti heard that, she was so shocked. But then his mind was positive thinking. He thought it might be because there are 7 human faces in this world.

"But Ma'am, as similar as people. It can't be very similar, right? I was curious about that woman? The woman who was so similar to Dea, to the point that Dev had mistakenly recognized and hugged the woman!" Nina muttered while tapping her chin.

"Well, if true, they're similar. But the mother's son is just Dea. She has no other children besides him. Yes already, we should prepare breakfast yuk! Soon the diamond will wake up. Is today our schedule going to the hospital? I can't wait to see Dea's hand move, like you talked to me."

Nina had indeed talked to Bu Siti about the progress of Dea's situation, while Dev, had not told his family if Dea had been aware. He deliberately did that to give a surprise to his family, especially to his birth mother Lady Dea.

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