Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
chapter 17 Goodbye (season 2)

Last night Rahma cried incessantly for her husband while hugging Irsyad's body.

He would not be willing to donate his heart to the mother's son.

It never will. Although she had to wait a year, she still hoped that her husband could be aware of her coma.

His shoulders shook violently, as much as Rahma was crying there.

"Mas Irsyad please wake up. Let's wake up, Irsyad. Show them that you're alive. Please wake up for Rahma and the children. We love you so much, Irsyad." Rahma's voice was completely raucous, a slashing cry filled the room.

"The promise will accompany me, until we age together right? Mas promise you won't leave me like Mas Fikri. Come on, wake up. Don't make Rahma lose Rahma's love for the umpteenth time. Please wake up, Irsyad."

Rahma continued to cry as much as there.

"there will be no other man who can give a pledge of love as beautiful as your pledge to me Irsyad. There will never be. And if you leave, maybe Rahma will also go mas, Rahma will be with you." Rahma murmured as she pleased.

Unaware by Rahma, a tear came out and dripped from Irsyad's eyes.

Tap... Rahma was aghast, seen several nurses and doctors walking quickly and even half ran into the ICU room next door, precisely belonging to the patient who had heart failure. There seems to be an emergency there.

Rahma wiped her tears. He walked out to see what was going on.

Take a quick look at the glass window. A doctor has climbed on the middle bed performing CPR procedures because the patient's heart rate is weakened.

There the mother was hysterical to see the condition of her son who had gotten worse.

"Doctor, please...! Please my son doctor." The middle-aged woman.

The doctor continues to pump the patient's chest. Alternately with other doctors again, because CPR (Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation) Must be done without stopping until the heart returns to pumping normally.

After a few minutes of CPR, the heart's work statistics on the monitor stabilized.

Seen the doctor's snarl on the body of the male patient, while looking at the monitor. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor also went down.

"I'm sorry, the real patient can't wait any longer, he has to get his heart donor right away."

"Then I am a doctor. I'm willing for my son." His issue.

"We can't possibly do that, ma'am."

"But I want my son to live. Please doctor. Please please... Please doctor."

Rahma turned her face away, she immediately returned to her husband's room. Then sit there with a hole. Observing the husband's face for a few seconds then turning to the side, leading to a heart donation approval letter.

Before this, Irsyad's family had agreed, only to wait for Rahma's approval, and his signature.

"should? Should I take you off Irsyad?" Rahma Mumbled. He also returned there.

It was a very tough decision for him at the time. So that an inner debate cannot be avoided.

Rahma also decided to pray to calm her mind, before finally giving a decision.

***

And today the operation will take them both.

exactly at one o'clock in the afternoon, all the families had gathered, including Ulum, Mr. Huda and some close relatives of Ustadz Irsyad.

Irsyad's mother was still sobbing in front of the son's body, as was Adiba's mother.

While Rahma was at a distance a little far away, staring at the nanar towards them.

He slightly regretted his decision to sign the agreement.

Adiba's brother approaches Rahma. "Dek, come closer to your husband first, say good-bye to Irsyad by his ear."

Rahma shook her head slowly. "I won't be strong mbak, I can't." Rahma.

"Sir, we must be sincere. I believe you will be able to face everything. Be a strong woman for the sake of your children."

"Hiks," hugged Mbak Adiba. "Rahma loved him mbak, Rahma loved Irsyad very much."

Mbak Adiba stroked Rahma's back, both crying he was the same, feeling lost, lost,

Until not long two nurses dressed in green typical operating room officers came.

"Excuse me, we want to bring the patient." Her speech.

"Wait!" Rahma. "I'm sorry I said good-bye to my husband."

"Please ma'am."

Rahma also approached Irsyad's body. He wiped away those tears that broke his eyes. Then lean his body.

"My dear husband, thank you for giving me your pledge of love, educating me to be what I am today. Give the descendants of Soleh and Solehah." Stop for a moment to go back.

"I...? I love you, baby. Loves you so much. Wait Rahma yes mas. Wait for Rahma in heaven." His whisper. He also kissed Irsyad's cheeks, forehead, then opened his oxygen mask for a moment, and ended up on Irsyad's lips. Rahma's body is getting weaker. He also released his kiss. "Good way my husband." Mumbled again.

Then reverse his steps. Give way to the two nurses.

"Please." He was so happy with the two nurses. They started working on getting Irsyad's bed out of the room and carrying it.

It was seen that all the close relatives of ustadz cried as the bed passed that brought Irsyad's body to the operating room.

***

I'm losing you... I lost my life partner. The encouragement of my life. My husband is Irsyad. I believed. The angel is waiting for you in the sky. Sleep dear... My best love.

- Rahma Qurrata Aini

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