The Incomplete Love
I Love You, Son
Week by week passed. Liam, Kala, and Javier sit fretfully on the waiting sofa at Dr. Irene's clinic. Qiara felt so much pain in her stomach that Devan took her to the IGD clinic.
It was thought that Qiara was experiencing contractions. Faster than expected birth because his wife just entered the thirty-third week.
Devan checked Qiara and because it looks like one of the babies is wrapped around the umbilical cord, a cesarean section should be taken immediately.
Dr. Irene and her husband have been called and are on their way to the clinic. Devan was next to his wife. Liam and Kala insist on joining Javier, while Phil at home looks after Abby.
Qiara closed her eyes while breathing in. Devan kept holding his hand. Preparation for Qiara's operation was already done.
“Dev, Qia, we are ready.”
Qiara was pushed into the operating room. Devan came after wearing the surgery suit. Thousands of times helped deliver a cesarean delivery but when he saw his wife on the liver surgery table Devan slipped as well.
Outside, Kala sent a message to her father.
“Aya, Aira, Buna want to give birth. Pray yes ...”
Thoriq, who had just finished the evening prayer, read his son's message.
“Iya dear, Aya will pray. Coincidentally Aya exhausted tahajjud.” Devan glanced at the clock and calculated the time difference between Solo and London.
After replying to his son's message, the man looked up, “Ya Rahman, yes Rahiim, yes Malik, Yes Lathif, I beg you, take care of Qia in Your protection, launch the operation, speed up the recovery, so that the babies. Aamiin yes Rabb.”
Meanwhile, Qiara had already gotten an epidural injection and was waiting for the medicine to work.
“Devan, sorry Qia, titip kids, yes Darling.”
“I love you Qia, I'm here. We'll take care of our kids together.”
Devan kissed Qiara.
“We will start,” Dr. Irene started to scratch the lower abdomen of Qiara with a laser knife.
Devan and Qiara continued to pray.
“Baby first, will be out.”
Finn is ready to receive the baby with a wide cloth in his hand.
Within seconds the baby boy came out of Qiara's stomach and cried loudly.
Tears flowed from both corners of Qiara and Devan's eyes. Still have to fight for two more babies.
The first baby was placed on the checktable, Finn deftly checked the condition then returned to receive the second baby.
Devan watched Finn tensely, his face relieved to see his partner giving a thumbs up sign the baby is healthy.
“Finn, second one.”
Back crying baby boy breaks up operating room. Her voice was stronger than the first baby and from her size was also larger.
“Now I'm going to take out the third baby, the position is difficult so I can't get it out first. Body size is also smaller. Finn prepare.”
Devan stroked the head of Qiara who looked at him worriedly.
“Bismillaah, we leave it to God, dear. You istighfar continue.”
Devan smiled and looked gently at his wife's net to calm down even though his own heart was pounding incoherently.
Long enough Irene tried to free the umbilical cord winding until she finally said, “Finn, prepare the tool.”
Devan pressed his lips against the side of his wife's forehead. The clear net is crying tears.
The third baby came out, there was no crying. Devan can see his son who has turned blue. Qiara pulled her hand.
“Dev, how is my son? Devan ... please tell me.”
As a doctor, he often sees this condition with the possibility of life is not too high. Devan and Irene tried to calm Qiara down.
“Finn is trying, Qia, you have to calm down later your blood pressure rises. Yuk dzikir again.” Now that Devan was sticking his forehead to the side of Qiara's face, his eyes were closed wholeheartedly imploring for the safety of his son.
Irene repeatedly turned to her husband. Finn was still trying when he finally looked resignedly and shook his head.
“Time of death 10:30.”
***
Liam, Kala, and Phil holding Abby sit around a baby box with tiny babies.
Devan sat on the edge of his wife's bed.
“Buna, I want to give you a live report to Aya same Adek Aira, yes.”
Devan gives his hape and Kala immediately presses the number Thoriq.
“Assalamualaykum Aya, thank God Buna has given birth.” The child's expression was funny.
“Known Liam, Kala, Aira and Abby. This one was born first, his name is Azka Gani Donavy, then this big one is Barran El-Fatih Donavy.”
“Yang third? Not that you told Buna pregnant triplets right?”
“Mmmm ... Daddy makelasin.” Kala looks confused.
“Congratulations Dev, may your children and Qia be a’yun qurrotun for his family. Shalih and confirmed his religion.”
“Thank you, Thoriq .. About our third child ...”
Devan's eyes turned soft.
“Qia where?” Supposing there was bad news, Thoriq's reflex immediately asked Qiara.
Devan looked at Thoriq in surprise at his reaction, but before saying anything, the door of the treatment room opened.
“Hi guys, look who’s here. Baby number three.”
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The Flash back On
“Time of death: 10.30”
Qiara could not hold back any more tears. Devan stared at the baby with a blue body. Finn has worked out all the ways he knows to make the baby breathe again.
“I’m sorry, Devan, Qiara.”
As if his youngest brother had left, the brothers who were born first were now silent after crying loudly.
“Can I carry my son?”
“We do not suggest,” replied Irene firmly. He had to think about the psychological health of Qiara.
“Devan, please, I’m fine. I just wanna hold it for a bit.”
Devan nodded at Irene and Finn.
Slowly Finn gives the third baby to Devan. Her tears flowed hard to see her son not moving.
“How handsome are you, dear. You look like Daddy. Your lips are like Buna. Daddy hopes to play with you, but later we meet in heaven, son.”
Devan kisses the baby holding it tightly as if he does not want to be separated.
“Dev, please.”
Careful, Devan moves into Qiara's arms.
“Hai dear, hi handsome. Finally Buna can see your face. Honey, I'm sorry we can't be together now. But Buna is sure, we'll see you again. We will play in a beautiful field, full of flowers and butterflies.”.
Qiara stopped talking, she felt the movement of the baby's body in her carrier.
Feeling only imaginary, Qiara read al-Fatiha's letter in her son's ear.
At the atmosphere of being a shahdu, Irene and Finn looked at the mother and son who were passionate about destiny. No more tears, Qiara continued to recite ummul Qur’an until the last verse and then kissed his son's nose.
“Buna loves very much Adek.”
Unexpectedly the baby moved and cried loudly. His blushing body was normal. Qiara continued to kiss her son's cheek, until Finn took it for a check-up.
“Wonders, all vital signs are normal. However, because there has been respiratory failure, we will monitor in the NICU, if there is a decline in brain function.”
Devan and Qiara embrace. It could not be said how grateful they were for the chance to see their triplets born into the world.
“Alhamdulillah ya Allah.” Said Devan while bowing in gratitude.
“We must remain vigilant, we will monitor them in the NICU. Qia you can go to the treatment room for recovery.”
“Honey, before moving to NICU, scan them one by one.”
Gratefully, Devan persecuted her three babies. Her voice was melodious, three babies were like listening to their father's lafadz.
***
Thoriq breathed a sigh of relief. She did not want Qiara to be sad. His reaction makes Devan convinced his wife's ex-husband still holds a lot of love.
He was sure of Qiara being able to take care of himself, he only hoped that his wife would also believe him.
“Here, these are the third twins. His name Hayyan means life. Mas Thoriq, Qia is now her son a lot.” Qiara chuckled at her children.
“Iya Qia, Mas's happy. May Qia quickly recover yes.already first, Mas want to see Aira, from a fever last night.”
“Oh kasian, have you been to the doctor?”
“Not yet, if it's still hot this afternoon Mas take it to the doctor.”
“Uncle Thoriq, greetings to Aira. Must be cured, otherwise I will be afraid again,” said Liam Jahil.
“In case of a cure, Liam stops nakutin Aira, no?” Sahut Thoriq is no less ignorant.
Liam smiled meaningfully.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Thoriq ended the video call as usual before leaving telling Kala to look after her mother.
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