The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 3 ~ Flashback

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POV Dhana 13 years ago

Bruk!

"Ohhhh... Mas.... Help me!!!"

The sound of falling objects successfully broke my daydream while I was in the room. Coupled with a familiar scream to me, making my steps immediately burst out of the room. My eyes rolled out, looking for the origin of the screaming voice.

How shocked I was to see my wife Mala lying by the stairs covered with blood on her feet. Hurrying, I immediately ran over to my wife who looked in a lot of pain.

"Darling... Why are you? You're bleeding, you're bleeding, honey." I said in a panic.

"Please, Mas. Sick.." cried Mala who screamed in pain while holding her stomach.

Panic, fear and my body trembled violently at the sight of the blood rushing behind my wife's sleeping pajamas. My eyes pushyly stared fixedly at his face that grimaced in pain and continued to hold his stomach.

"Dhana... Mala why Nak?"

My overpowering panic left me speechless and laughing, unconsciously Mother came to me with Father, Sister Ibel and Brother Vanny.

"Oh my goodness Mala's bleeding, Dhana. We have to get her to the hospital!!!" exclaimed Kak Ibel who knows more about this because of his profession as an obstetrician.

"Come, Dhana!!! Hurry up you carry Mala." chimpanzees Kak Vanny who is no less panicked.

I immediately lifted the body of my wife who was helped by Father. We all ran to the front and got into the car and Dad took us all to the hospital.

I saw my wife's face getting pale, her blood getting more and more down there, and it made me even more agitated. I'm afraid something happened to my wife and my two children who were in her womb.

"You are calm, Mala. Don't panic, take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Do this repeatedly so you can calm down. Remember that! Don't freak. If you freak out, your blood will be more intense and it'll be dangerous."

I saw Brother Ibel sitting beside Mala, trying to calm my wife with the various theories that Sister Ibel had. Meanwhile, Vanny also tried to calm Mala while stroking her head gently. The panicked me could only hold tightly to my wife's hand, trying to give her the strength I had right now, even though my full strength had not been strong since seeing her lying near the stairs.

The journey was long but short because Dad was traveling at wind speed was over. We got to the hospital and I took Mala.

"You wait here. Let Brother come in to take care of your wife." said my eldest brother-in-law and calmed the restless me.

"Dhana please, Brother. Save Mala and Dhana's children. Dhana please." I said, pleading with Sister Ibel.

"Sister will try his hardest for you, Mala and sister's twin niece. You do yes." said Kak Ibel who was full of tenderness and made me a little calm.

I can only nod and try to smile. After that Brother Ibel entered the ER and Brother Vanny still faithfully stood by my side, holding me.

"We're praying for Mala, son. May Mala and Dad's two grandchildren be okay." said the father who embraced my shoulder while rubbing it gently.

"Sir Ibel can definitely save Mala, Dhana. You have to believe in Sister Ibel." said Sister Vanny who still holds my hand while rubbing it gently.

"Your wife must be strong, honey. I'm sure of that." said Mother whose words have always been a potent remedy to my heart's restlessness.

I can only nod even if it feels heavy, but I have to be strong for Mala and my children. Finally we all sat and waited for news from Sister Ibel who was still in the ER. The instant my eyes glazed over, recalling the same memories of sitting in front of the ER room like this. But with a very different situation. Suddenly I remembered my dead sister, unconsciously my tears just flowed. I'm afraid Mala will leave, just like Dhina left me for good.

"Dhana, Dad, Mom, Vanny... How mala? She's okay, isn't she?"

That baritone voice managed to awaken me from the long daydream. Hearing that voice, I immediately turned my head and saw Mas Ammar and Mas Sadha coming towards us. Looks like Vanny told them Mala fell and went to the hospital. Though I know once that today Mas Sadha and Mas Ammar are busy with their respective work, but they still come to strengthen me.

"Mala's still in the ER, sister. Brother Ibel is trying to deal with Mala." replied Brother Vanny who moved and approached Mas Sadha.

"Then kids how sweetie?" asked Mas Sadha who seemed to be reminded of the children.

"The kids are still at Mom's house, Mas. Bi Iyah was looking after them. You take it easy, yes, because the most important thing right now is the condition of Mala." replied Brother Vanny who tried to calm Mas Sadha.

"Well then, hopefully Mala's okay. You must be strong, Dhana." said Mas Sadha as he rubbed my back.

Only a nod can I give as a sign of affirming Mas Sadha's words. My heart is really not calm because of Brother Ibel who did not come out of the ER room.

Chequek!

Just now I was talking about my sister-in-law in my heart, suddenly she came out looking panicked and riled up while running a little towards me and the family.

"What's up, brother? What about Mala's condition? Then how's Dhana's kids?" tanyaku bertubi on Kak Ibel as if demanding answers and reluctant to give Kak Ibel a chance to take a breath first.

"How Dear? Mala and her two babies are fine, aren't they?" timpal Mas Ammar sounded panicked and could not wait to hear his wife's answer.

I saw an angst stroke on Kak Ibel's face that indicated that something was not good happening to my wife and children inside. Brother Ibel also let out a heavy sigh while grabbing my shoulder.

"Mala must be operated on immediately, Dhana. Because of the heavy bleeding that Mala experienced so we as doctors have to take surgery immediately. If not..."

Kak Ibel's voice seemed to be restrained, the look on his face increasingly stated that the condition of Mala and my children in there is not good.

"If not what, son? Come quickly tell us all?" timpal's mother is impatient and increasingly worried.

Falling clear from the corner of my eyes, those very scary words seemed to haunt me after a long time of inaudibility. My body was pecking, my tongue felt faint and I didn't know what else to say. But I felt Brother Ibel's soft hand grab and hold my hand tightly, trying to make me strong so that I could make a decision as soon as possible.

"Just do your best according to Brother. Dhana can only follow and pray for them to survive. Please, Sis. Please save Dhana's wife. Dhana beg Kak." said I who grasped the hand of Kak Ibel.

"Alright, Brother will try for you. Please help Brother with do'a yes, Dhana." replied Sister Ibel as she rubbed my head.

I just nodded and Mas Ammar who was standing next to me tried to calm me down. Sister Ibel went back into the ER room and not long after, my sister-in-law came out again while pushing the hospital bed that my wife was wearing.

My tears escaped again when I saw her extremely weak state unconscious on the bed. We all drove my wife to the operating room and we could all just wait outside.

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Two hours passed, but Brother Ibel did not come out of the operating room and made me more agitated. But I am so grateful that I have a family that supports me, no matter what. After Dhina left, our family was like being showered with all kinds of happiness. Not ungrateful, but I can't lie to my feelings that I miss him so much. Abundant happiness seems to be a substitute and a remedy for the wounds of our hearts all because of the loss of Dhina.

Since marrying Mala, my life has felt so complete and perfect. Plus Mala's first pregnancy, and the bonus is, Mala and I got a pair of twins. It seems like my two children will become my droplets as well as Dhina.

Chequek!

My daydreams ran out again when the sound of the door handle sounded. My eyes immediately turned towards the door and looked Kak Ibel out with a pias face. I don't understand the meaning of Brother Ibel's face, but my heart says that something I've been afraid of ever since will happen.

"Sister... How is Mala? He's fine, isn't he? Dhana's kids survived, right, sister?" I tried to shake the fear in my heart.

Ibel seemed to let out a long sigh while opening the mask he used when he had surgery inside. His face looks different than before.

"Before Brother wanted to ask you one thing, Dhana. Do you and Mala always check up regularly to the hospital to see the development of your two children?"

Sister Ibel's question made my heart even more agitated and chaotic. Why did Sister Ibel ask what I had been doing with Mala every month.

"Of course, Brother. Why is my sister asking like that? Dhana's kids are okay, aren't they Kak?" I answered the question back to my sister-in-law.

"It seems there is something you don't know about the condition of your children, Dhana. Their development is unstable and it causes one of them to have a body weight that is less than normal baby weight. For two hours inside the operating room, you've been trying to get your two kids out. Thank God, they survived even..."

"Although what Sis?" I'm getting more and more upset and messed up.

"Because of the unstable development of both, one of your children should currently be put into the incubator because of his weight which is far below normal. While your other child, he is very healthy and his weight is normal." said Kak Ibel who commented a smile of relief.

The fear and uneasiness that had haunted me since just evaporated. My twins have been born into the world safely, although there is a slight problem with the condition of one of my children. But it didn't bother my mind too much because most importantly they were born safely.

"Then what about Mala, honey?" timpal Mas Ammar asked about my wife's condition.

I should have asked Sister Ibel, but being too relieved and happy with my children, I forgot my wife. Then I saw Brother Ibel who seemed heavy to say something while looking at Mas Ammar.

The feeling of uneasiness came back and success disturbed the peace of my heart that had just felt relieved after my children were born.

"Mala... The coma, Mas!!!"

Sister Ibel just stared fixedly at Mas Ammar's face and was reluctant to look at me. Sister Ibel's answer successfully hit my heart with an invisible knife. Pain but not bleeding.

"No, Brother. You must be lying, right? Mala can't be in a coma, sister." I replied as I walked up to her.

"Sorry sister, Dhana. Brother has tried his hardest to save your wife. Initially, the operation went very smoothly and in accordance with expectations, but after Brother managed to remove your twin boys, suddenly Mala dropped. And finally Mala fell into a coma after Big Brother took out your little girl. Mala's natural bleeding, coupled with the development of an unstable baby makes Mala mentally drop. Brother apologize, Dhana. All of this was beyond expectations. Brother's really sorry."

Collapse is already a tear defense and the rest of the power I have. My body staggered backwards, weakly helpless and sitting in the waiting chair. My mother hugged me from the side, trying to calm me down.

"Will Mala realize, dear? I mean, is Mala safe?" asked Mas Ammar who was faintly heard in my ear.

"I'm just a doctor and a human being, Mom. Whether she survives or not, I can't guarantee that. I don't want to give Dhana false hope. Mala's condition was very weak during surgery because of heavy bleeding. But if we don't take the decision to operate on Mala, then the lives of the two Dhana children will be at stake." said Kak Ibel.

There's nothing I can do but pray for now. I was really scared, even really scared to lose the person I loved the second time. Tears I could not compromise, feathers by grain continued to fall, wetting my face.

"Don't take my wife, O God. Don't you take my wife like you took my sister."

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