That boy is my wife!
Hard Choice

"Yes!!!"

I screamed as loud as I could when I saw the body of the person I loved the most. Thrown away because it was hit by a truck, then hit the road asphalt so hard. Making fresh blood immediately poured profusely from the head and body of another Jiya.

When my feet reached near his body which is now full of liquid smelling gunpowder and fishy. I saw Jiya's fragile eyes and her warm smile for the last time, before those pretty eyes were tightly closed.

Which just makes my tears pour out just like that.

"Ji-Jiya! Wake up! Up, Ji!" I shouted like a madman while embracing his body that was starting to cool.

My mind was blank, so I didn't know what to do. Not long after, I heard the sound of ambulance sirens approaching.

At once some medical people directly lifted Jiya's body to climb into the gurney. Then Jiya escapes to the hospital quickly.

Maybe along the way, I was unceasingly rubbing the surface of my little wife's face, baby. While chanting the prayer I could, so that his salvation would still be guarded by the Creator. Besides, I never let go of Jiya's hand even from my hand.

"Can it be faster, sir? My wife is critical and she is pregnant!" I said I was quite upset that the ambulance that took us didn't go as fast as I expected.

"Yes, Sir. I'm also trying to get the patient to the hospital on time" the driver said in a panic.

I don't know how long the ambulance I was in reached the hospital. Sure, when we arrived. I immediately swiftly pushed Jiya's gurney towards the ER room quickly together, several other medics.

So rushed, it was seen people who were waiting in line in the corridor looking at me with a gaze full of question marks, because my suit stelan which is now no longer in the form of. At once, because it was filled with so many blood stains there, no exception to this face and my palms. Not to mention, my frenzied appearance with a face still filled with the remains of tears. It makes me the center of everyone's attention.

Brak!

The door of the ER closed tightly with me only able to see the unconscious figure of Jiya, from outside the room with mixed feelings.

Unknowingly, I dropped myself. Sitting helplessly on the cold floor of the hospital. Feeling guilty about everything.

"Ferdy!" cry Momi, after a few hours arrive.

I who saw that figure, immediately rushed towards him with a burst of tears. Hugging Momi's body tightly, until unable to just take a breath of goods for a moment.

"Mom, Ji-Jiya ... Jiya was in an accident because of Ferdi!"

"Ji-Jiya, hmmm ..." I can no longer hide how much pain and tightness I feel right now.

How scared I am, if I lose the bright figure of Jiya.

Momi who saw me so fragile, then cupped my face strong. Made our eyes meet that very second.

"You should also take Fer, if God gives us some favors. Whether it's delicious sick, healthy or with trials like this. You can't be angry or blame anyone. Because it is a sign, God believes in you. God believes that you are stronger to accept this than anyone else. If you ask, is Momi sad? Momi will answer yes, only Momi has put herself and everything into the hands of the Above, and is sure that Jiya will be fine." Momi explained everything calmly and wisely.

Which made me slowly start to stop this cry. Then Istighfar said a few times. Well, being dissolved in grief for too long is not a good thing either.

So, as long as Momi's here. I also asked him to keep Jiya for a while in front of the ER room.

The plan is I want to go take ablution water to calm down, as well as pray tahajud night. In addition, I also want to pray for the state of Jiya who has not also heard from the doctor who handled it from earlier.

In this little mosque, I sat cross-legged with both hands looking up. Asking all things for the safety of Jiya and the fetus she bears, to the Creator.

Again with tears that spilled back because it still can not forget the incident some time ago. In my tears, I begged Jiya to come to her senses and return to living her life with me as well as she used to. Joking and joking or banging each other as usual.

However, some of my hopes seemed to vanish when I heard the doctor ask me to choose one of the two.

"The collisions on the father's wife's body are very hard. And it can hurt the mother as well as the fetus it contains. So there is only one choice, whether the father will save the father's wife or the fetus in her womb. Only, if you choose a fetus, the condition is also very vulnerable because it is only a few months old"

"I chose my wife, Doc! Please save him no matter what." I cut quickly with a already rounded determination.

Even though I know, Jiya will definitely not accept my decision after coming to her senses. However, I must continue to do so for the safety of my wife.

Momi herself who was standing next to me, just nodded slowly. He did agree to it, but I knew the meaning of the look on his disappointed face. It's just, what can we do? Maybe another story is that the doctor said we could save both of them at once.

It's really heavy. I admit that, even more so this was my first experience of almost becoming a father. However, it was immediately dispelled by the grievous reality.

Shortly after, Jiya's operation begins. With Momi and Mamah Vivi waiting for Jiya's operation in the waiting room.

For maybe two or more hours, we waited anxiously outside. While making prayers so that the activity runs smoothly in there.

Kriett ...

I saw the door of the ER open, which brought out a figure in operating clothes coming out from there.

"Alhamdulillah, the operation went well. In addition, you can also see the patient. It's just, don't direct a lot of people, yeah. It can start one by one first" explained the doctor to me, Momi and also Mamah Vivi.

The three of us nodded, understood. Mamah Vivi, the one who gave birth to Jiya. So I allowed her to leave first, continuing with Momi who ended with me later.

It's just that, when I entered Jiya's room. The figure seemed reluctant to turn its face towards me and instead chose to stare towards the outside window.

"Ngapain Om Ferdi is here? Isn't it Om Ferdi's grin, that Jiya is dying like this?"