Waiting for a Girl
Part 70 ~An Awaiting A Girl~
Fisha was waiting outside the room, the operating room was not open yet. She was so worried about her husband.
She wiped her tears, the altar sat beside the princess and tried to calm her down.
"Bah." Fisha looked up and hugged the Altar, crying all over there. "Cain will be fine, right? He'll never leave me with Ezar."
"Yes he will be fine" said the Altar. At the moment he is also angry.
"I'm scared, pah," replies Fisha.
The door of the room opened, making them stand up.
"Doctor how is my husband?" ask Fisha with trembling hands.
"The operation went smoothly, the bullet inside the abdomen can be removed. But..."
"What's up, doc?" ask Fisha, she has her hand in the doctor's hand.
"Patients are in a coma, even so. There's still little hope he'll wake up from the coma" the doctor said.
After saying that the doctor came back in to move the patient to the VVP room that had been ordered by Vier.
The altar holds his daughter who almost fell. Fisha sighed and saw her husband coming out of the operating room to be moved to the hospital room.
Fisha clasped her husband's hand, a pale face but did not reduce her fondness.
Arriving in the room, Fisha hugged Kainal's body and cried there.
"Don't bother the patient too much, but you can get him to talk positively."
Fisha turned her head then nodded, she sat down next to her husband's gurney, she held the hand.
"Kainal, you gotta get up, you don't pity Ezar and me? Our child is crying" said Fisha kissing gently on the back of the limp hand.
"It hurts a lot? Let's get up, we teach people lessons that make you like this" he said again.
"You don't want me to cry? That's why let's get up. You said you'd always be by my side, I need you."
Fisha wiped her tears and moved from there. She fixed the position of the blanket her husband was wearing. He kissed the head and came out of the room.
He just remembered with his son, the baby must need it for breastfeeding.
"Dad, I'll take Kainal. Fisha wants to come back first" he said.
"You just wait here, Ataar goes to take Ezar.
Fisha sighed then nodded, she sat down on the chair then squeezed out her own finger.
When Ataar came to carry Ezar, Phisha stood up and took her son's expert.
"Umimi" said Ezar, hugging his umyad neck. "Mrs."
"Dear baby, sorry umi. Umi don't love you nen," said Fisha brought her son into the abu's room.
"Abih," call Ezar to the sleeping abi in the gurney.
Fisha on the sofa then unzipped her game zipper, and gave her breast milk. With greed Ezar sucked it.
She stroked her son's hair. He grimaced as Ezar was mengingit. He hit his son's ass.
"Umi don't say, if you bite!" fisha threatened.
Ezar let go of his puff and looked up to look at him. She put her tiny hand on Fisha's mouth and shook her head.
"Abih," cried Ezar rebelling from his umi sling and cowering toward his ab vault.
"Abih" called Ezar, and Phisha wiped her tears and approached her son.
Fisha. "Take another nap, so Ezar can't make a fuss? Dengerin said umi," said Fisha kissing her son's cheek and taking him out of the room.
Vier nodded he took his grandson.
"Father and Papa go home, it's night too. Let me be here later, you take care of Fisha's children."
"If you want to go home say yes, your father or mother will replace you."
Fisha nodded. "Dad all right?"
Vier nodded. "Yes, I'm not papa. The bullet didn't come in. You know, Dad's got a safety guard."
Only Fisha was there. Fisha fell asleep next to her husband's gurney while tightly grasping his hand. The day began to dissolve so that Fisha fell asleep while cool talking in front of Kainal who either caught it or not.
Day after day, Fisha was still going to the hospital. You could even say he moved there. He came home only to breastfeed Ezar and then back to the hospital.
It had been 4 months for Kainal to be in a coma, and there was no sign that the man would wake up from his coma.
At the moment, Fisha is slapping Kainal's body using a wet cloth. Every day Fisha would clean her husband's entire body.
"When did you realize it? I'm waiting for you, you don't miss me and Ezar? Aren't you tired of sleep?" ask Fisha. "Ezar can now walk, he has not been packing but already makai dot. He's so good at talking, he keeps looking for you. I ran out of words to lie to her."
"Don't you make me wait so long, you know what it's like to wait? If possible you can give me hope to be able to convince me that you will recover."
"You said you wouldn't hurt me not to leave me."
"Let's get up for me" said Fisha, crying until Kainal's hands were wet with tears. "I'm tired of Kainal, I can't take care of Ezar alone."
"Many men have come to change your position, but I'm still waiting for you. So wake up please."
Fisha wiped her tears as the sisters entered the room.
The nurse will examine the progress of Kainal.
The nurse smiled at Fisha. "You're really great, every day will accompany the patient to talk. Keep talking positive things. He could hear it and immediately came to his senses.
Fisha smiled and nodded. As the doctor left, Fisha sat back down and kissed Kainal on the back.
"Let's go Fisha, for the sake of your husband's recovery" said Fisha. "Even if people always say there's no hope for him to recover. You have to be sure, he'll be cured."
The door of the room opened, a small child ran towards Fisha.
"Umih" called the boy who was none other than Ezar, a one-year-old boy.
Fisha lifted the tiny body. "Who's the party here?" ask Fisha.
"cnle tal," replied Ezar if he came here with Ataar.
"Keep Uncle Ataar what?"
"Ual" answered Ezar again. "Bobo iyus, "" said Ezar looking at his ashes.
"Mom, why bobo iyus?" ask Ezar.
"Kan Abi is tired of making money for Ezar."
"Epi, abih ndak bobo in umah, why in umah akit?" ask Ezar. "Acian abih, cape eljal, but ndk bobo at home," said the toddler.
"eljal what?" ask Fisha.
"That's umi, eljal cali uan for eli nen Ejal," replied Ezar.
"Work, baby," said Fisha.
"Just like that."
"Ezar came here to see Umi?"
Ezar. "Ejal wants abi's ethem."