
"I don't get Ed, neither can you. Let's go to hell together" Soraya said, laughing loudly as she deliberately crashed her car into a large trontoon truck.
A loud clash sounded. The front of the car hit the truck and then turned. Couple times. Deya could only pray.
'God, if my destiny gets here, I will accept it. Forgive all my sins and mistakes. Mas Ed goodbye, Zahra and Dafi forgive Mother who can not accompany you," Deya muttered resignedly. Deya had seen a worried-looking Edward in the Helicopters.
The rear car door opened, Deya was thrown out to the side of the road and the back of her body was stung hard barrier road from iron.
"Akh!" peekik Deya hard. His eyes were still open and Edward ran towards him. Time stopped turning.
"Honey, hang on" said Edward holding Deya's body. "Hurry up, help me!" edward's orders to the health care worker. His face was full of tears.
Deya smiled widely. One hand was about to touch Edward. Edward realized. He held Deya's hand.
"Please promise me you'll survive...." Deya started to close her eyes.
"No. no. Don't do this. Don't leave me" cried Edward scolded Deya.
"Master let us check first" the health worker said.
"He's alive, bring the sign here quickly" the health worker ordered.
There was still a glimmer of hope in Edward. Deya's body, filled with blood and wounds, was carried up onto a stretcher.
"Is she pregnant?" ask health workers when they are in Helicopters. The blood from both of Deya's thighs did not stop making them anxious.
Edward nodded.
"I think it's important that my wife still survives" Edward said. Crouching in front of Deya's face. He looked frustrated and desperate.
A few hours later, Edward stood in front of the operating room. Deya's condition was so severe that more action was needed. The doctor had said that the baby's life in Deya's womb could no longer be saved. Edward said he accepted it. For him, Deya's safety is more important, they already have two children.
Deya had a severe spinal injury and the chances of survival were very small, plus she had mostly lost blood.
Mr. Seto has come to donate blood to Deya. Edward himself pressed the shoots of his eyes, as if he could not survive if Deya left.
"Dad," call Zahra.
Edward looked towards Zahra and Dafi who were standing not far from him. The two children hugged Edward. Sobbing loudly.
"Mother" said Dafi, looking at his father. Edward crouched down, wiping away Dafi's tears. His chest felt tight and the heat held all these feelings. He pretended to look tough in front of his son when he was fragile and weak at the moment.
"We just pray that Mom can be safe" said Edward. Zahra and Dafi tightened their arms.
"Your brother is gone" said Edward wiping away tears that did not stop flowing.
"Mom, it's gonna be healthy again, right?" ask Dafi again.
Edward could not answer. He also had no idea how Deya was in there.
"Mother will definitely be healthy again and play with us" Zahra replied to Dafi in a raucous voice. "We just need to pray that God will let Mother stay with us."
Dafi raised her hand. "God bring me back, Dafi is afraid...."