
Vincent quickly took Viani to the hospital. Unfortunately, Trisinar and Aryaditya are very far away from their home. He also had no choice to take Viani to the nearest hospital which is also no less good and big.
He saw Viani who looked increasingly pale and weak. His hand did not want to take off the hands of the wife who was getting colder.
“You drink first?” vincent asked Viani who was answered with a nod. Then the man turned to Tiwi who immediately gave the prepared drinking bottle from home.
Vincent's heart felt crumpled to see the pale condition of the wife. Viani's face had already lost color, her body looked limp and cold sweat flooded in her body.
Next to Vincent's heart was torn to the fact that he was a doctor who was used to seeing sick people. Here, he is still a man and is just a desperate husband waiting for someone else to help his wife.
Fortunately, there he meets some people he knows, so Vincent can have a little more faith. His friend, doctor Mikael who was one of the guard doctors, finally came. They shook hands because they hadn't seen each other since the wedding.
“This is Viani, right?” ask doctor Mikael while installing a hand scoon. “Viani why, Bro?”
“KPD, Mike. Please help my wife, please!” vincent looked at Mikael expectantly.
Mikael immediately took over from another doctor after reading Viani's status. After Mikael made a call to someone, a series of checks were done quite quickly.
Mikael's eyes flashed sharply at the examination results and he immediately made a call. When Mikael was contacting an obstetrician, suddenly a figure that Vincent had not seen for a long time appeared.
With snelli, the figure walked with dignity and good looks still imprinted on the adult's face, intending towards a pregnant woman whose position was right next to Viani.
“Doctor Niko,” greet Mikael to the senior doctor politely. He also showed his patient to the doctor with a sense of disdain, knowing that at this time his own son and daughter-in-law were here. “This ..”
Niko stopped walking. He turned to Viani who was now looking at him with a little fear while grimacing in pain. The man did not speak, he immediately read the status of Viani offered by Mikael.
Instantly her forehead wrinkled and she immediately ordered the nurse to prepare the operating room after communicating with Erika.
Hearing the word operation, Vincent immediately grabbed Viani's hand. This operation is certainly not an ordinary operation like a typical Ceasar, there are two lives at stake there that are in not too good condition.
“Doctor Mikael, sorry, I took over.”
Mikael doesn't have a problem with that. He resigned, immediately exchanged patients and contacted the obstetrician who had called about different patients.
Everyone knows what happened to Vincent and Niko. But Mikael knows, that in this case, Niko's heart must be a little tapped with a sense of responsibility.
“Papa—ehm. Doctor Niko,” call Vincent who is still hesitating on his call. Segan to Niko's current flat expression. “How about my wife?”
“As you said earlier,” answered Niko flat while completing Viani status.
As Niko was about to pass from there to get ready, Vincent held his father's hand. For a long time he did not stand this close to the father, his hand just moved squeezing the father's arm.
“Vincent miss Papa.” The man used this opportunity to spill his feelings. “Vincent won't give up until Papa sorryin me and Om Gala .. I believe, deep down Papa, Papa loves me and Viani ... I'm sending my wife to Papa. Please congratulate Viani, Pa ..”
Niko looked at Vincent with a complicated expression as she passed from Vincent without saying anything and just passed by. Viani briefly held her breath before finally breathing with relief after Niko's figure moved away.
Vincent's head was lifted, waking him out of his mind. “Ya, Dear?”
“I don't know what it's like in surgery. Does it hurt?” viani asked with round eyes.
Vincent was gulping down a big rock. If with others, maybe he will easily explain if there is an anesthesia procedure that can relieve pain.
But as always, a major surgery like this is a risky procedure, and always requires the signature of the guardian responsible for the patient.
During this time, Vincent did not care much about the risks listed and needed the signatures of the patient's companions. This is common in the medical world.
But this time, imagining the list of risks he had to sign when he was faced in this position, made him very afraid. That risk can happen to his wife. His position was now nothing more than that of the other patient guardians.
Vincent sighed heavily and exhaled slowly. “Kan drugged, Honey? Won't hurt.”
Viani nodded weakly, while occasionally hissing feeling a contraction. His eyes closed and grimaced for a few seconds. “Sshh!” Viani reflexes grasping Vincent's hand a little stronger.
“Sick, Vi?” whisper Vincent. “Hold yes, Honey. Short again.”
Viani's wry eyes swept over Vincent's tired-looking face. On the net in the eyelids are always warm narrow, thin lips that always call the word ‘sayang’ with a deep feeling, and both hands and fingers sexy when using medical devices. I don't know, it all feels so beautiful in Viani's eyes. Viani felt a premonition that ...
At once, she missed her husband's lips. “Kiss me, can?”
That guy wasted no time. He immediately lowered his head and kissed his wife's lips gently and affectionately. His right hand could not be separated from Viani's hand, while his left hand stroked his wife's stomach.
“I love you, Vin ..” whispered Viani as they ended their kiss. Both of Viani's hands pulled Vincent's body down, so that she could hug her husband's body.
Vincent's forehead shriveled. Already often they say the same thing and do this every day, but right now he doesn't like to hear it. “Vi ... don't say as if this is—“
“What can happen. We have to—“
Anger makes Vincent's face redden. He immediately distanced himself from Viani whose body did look swollen. “Vi! Stop talking weird! You will be fine!”
Viani's eyes glazed over. He couldn't pull that thought out of his head, at the odds that it would be. He wanted to deny it, but he couldn't. Vincent here is more denial, he avoids this topic, trying to stay positive in the middle of his eternal thoughts.
“But, Vin—“
“Not there but-beauty!” Vincent looks so emotional and leaves from the presence of Viani.
Being flocked with love, anxiety and fear of loss leaves Vincent's control exhausted. He ran outside, before anyone saw a drop of tears that had fallen on his cheek.
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