
Dara ran down the hospital hallway with a panicked and anxious face. A quick step creates a loud noise on the floor because of the heels he uses.
Andara Ramadani is a twenty-four-year-old girl who currently works as a manager at a private company in her city.
Earlier, while working, you were more familiar with getting a call from her parents if her twin sister Dinda fell in the bathroom and had severe bleeding.
Didn't think long virgin immediately rushed to the hospital, even he forgot permission with his boss. Dara drove her car fast, fortunately the road was quiet until she easily and quickly arrived at the hospital.
The steps halted in front of the ER room where his father and mother were sitting anxiously waiting. Anxiety and worry are clearly visible on the faces of both.
"Ma" call dara slowly
Her mother who saw the virgin immediately ran over and hugged her, spilling all the fear and anxiety of her heart.
"Where is Dinda ma?" ask her mother.
Her mother just looked down and cried, she could not answer the question of virginity,
"Dinda is still in the ER room we just pray that both of them are safe" said papa softly and sadly.
The tears that he had been holding back from falling poured out with a rush to hear papa's answer.
Papa was also unable to hide his worries, tears seemed to condense in the corner of his old eyes, making his heart even more sick. A big question in his heart.
What really happened to his twin brother.
Dara noticed something awkward, she looked left and right, blank.
He circulated his netra looking for a man who was none other than his brother-in-law.
"Pa, where's Mr Pras?" ask dara finally
"Maybe it's still on the street, just now when papa called him there's still a meeting that can't stay.."
"Meeting?" dara asked her eyes in disbelief. At a crucial time like this, the man even thought about the meeting compared to the situation of his son and wife. It was amazing. bathin dara.
"Then who brought Dinda here, who?" ask dara again.
Papa sighed heavily before answering the virgin question.
"So morning dinda asked her to accompany her shopping for the needs of the baby considering the age of the womb has entered seven months, then mom and dad went to her house.
Until there mama called her name, but there was no answer so mama and papa just went in.
When mama entered mama saw...
hicks.... Dinda...Dinda sat in the bathroom covered in blood." said her mother as she continued to wipe her tears. Dara hugged her mother again.
Dara also cried, it was very sad and painful to see her twin brother fighting life alone in there.It was appropriate that since then I felt unsettled and uncomfortable, it was this that happened.
Andara hugged her mother and calmed her even though in her heart she was also very worried and scared.
"Keep praying for the safety of both of them" said papa.
Dara and her mother nodded, they silently prayed in their hearts, hugging each other to strengthen.
Fifteen minutes later the man Dinda was waiting for came. Pras ran to the hospital as soon as he got word from his secretary Santi after the meeting was over. Pras had a tantrum in the office, because Santi just gave it now.
"Ma, how's dinda doing?" ask Prasetya.
Dara flashed a sharp, unsheathed gaze, if it was a sword perhaps Pras was currently dead in his hand. But the virgin could still hold back her emotions because of this in the hospital, otherwise she would have already cursed Pras out.
"Still inside, pray son, that they will be safe" said the Great sir.
Mom just kept quiet and kept crying.
"I'm sorry pa, I just found out after the meeting was over, my secretary didn't tell me right away, I'm sorry!" he said it was filled with regret.
Papa did not answer just nodded weakly and sat back in the waiting chair.
Pras sat down weakly, his hands covered his face and supported him with both feet.O Allah what was this ordeal, this morning when I left Dinda was fine, he also said goodbye to go shopping with mama, he also wanted to go shopping with mama, but this.why did this happen.
"Family of Ramadani's sister's mother!" call the doctor
Everyone stand up and go to the doctor,."I can talk to her husband."
"I'm doc!"
"We have to perform a C-section, to save both,"
"Do your best, doctor!" pras.
"Father follow this nurse, to take care of the administration, I will conduct the operation, now please pray."
After speaking the doctor went back in and closed the door. Pras takes care of all the administration.
Ten minutes later the doctor returned to the room.
"The operation went well, both survived. The baby is a boy, but the patient's condition is not good, he has severe bleeding and is currently in a critical condition." explains doctor Eka.
All shocked in disbelief, my mother again cried hysterically in my arms, so my legs that felt unable to stand. Drooping and helpless.
After the departure of the doctor, Pras entered to see the condition of his wife who was in the ICU room, only able to see it from a distance.
"This is all your fault?" he said to Pras. There are hateful eyes there. Right now they were standing side by side while staring at Dinda.
With a look of disbelief, Pras looked back at the virgin. Undaunted, she said, "If only you would take Dinda shopping this would not happen, but you're too busy, and .and. You're a bastard, an irresponsible husband, a cruel husband." said the sarcastic virgin in front of Prasetya.
The words he said pierced right in Pras' heart, where maybe he wanted to harm his son and wife.
Prasetya did not accept with all the virgin speech, right Dinda brought him shopping, but this morning there was an important meeting, and he asked dinda to step down until Sunday only, just to say, Dinda did not want and invite dara but Dara also could not finally take Dinda his mother.
"Take your talk, you.."
"Here, this is in the hospital, don't fight here, now is not the time to blame each other the most important thing is the safety of Dinda and the baby".
Dara and Prasetya were silent, right said the mother was free to argue the man, just wait I will definitely beat him.
It's good he blames me, where's my fault, I went to work Dinda's condition is fine, what exactly happened to him? I was worried very worried, there my wife was struggling to give birth to my child, the fruit of our love both, I was afraid, God save them, I want both to survive.
"How are my grandchildren and daughter-in-law doing?" papa Pras asked as soon as he arrived at the hospital.
"The baby survived but the mother is still critical" replied papa.
Mama did not make a sound just hugging her iron which was also crying.
Dert....Dert.Dinda's phone rang breaking the silence. He took the flat object, clearly written Arfan's name, O Allah I forgot permission because it was in a hurry.
Dara pressed the green button.
"assalamu'alaikum sir" said Dara picked up his phone.
"Where are you?" there was a voice across, from his voice clearly visible he was worried.
"sorry sir, I forgot my permission, because I was in a hurry, I'm currently in the hospital."
" i'm fine sir, Dinda wants to give birth, I'm sorry because I don't excuse you and make you worry" said Dara regretfully.
"Alhamdulillah, I think you are sick, yes it is not difficult to return to the office. send greetings to Dinda hopefully the birth process runs smoothly. Assalamualaikum" Arfan hung up.
'Waalaikum salam" replied the wara, and saved his phone back.
Silence and prayer is what is currently the virgin and her mother and also her mother Pras do.
When the operating room door opened, a nurse came out.
"Pak Prasetya" call the nurse
"Yes me" Pras immediately stood up and approached the nurse who called him.
"the baby is currently in the nursery" the nurse said.
"Thank God, what about my wife!" pras
"It's still being handled, but your wife's bleeding a lot, she's weak at the moment."
"I beg you to do my best for my wife, I will pay whatever it is" Pras said.
"We'll do our best, you can see the baby."
After speaking the door closed again, and a nurse walked towards her carrying a baby. And handed it to Pras.
"This is your son" said the nurse.
With trembling hands Pras received his baby, his son, the fruit of his love with dinda. The little angel who will inherit his genes, becomes his successor and his pride later.
Pras' chest rumbled violently, even his eyes glazed over. He hugged the little baby and began to accuse him.
When she's done, she'll give the baby back to the nurse to go back to the baby's room.
Another nurse came out.
"Pak Prasetya" pqnggilnya
"Yes me," Pras immediately stood up, a feeling of was was approaching him, I don't know since he felt unsettled.
"Mother Dinda called you" the nurse replied
Pras immediately walked to see his wife, his face turned happy to hear his wife was conscious and called out to him.
Prasetya had just stepped two steps into his wife's room, back the nurse came out calling the virgin.
"Miss dara"
"Yes me" replied the virgin who immediately stood up to the nurse who called her.
"You are also called a patient" he said.
Dara stepped in, saw Pras already standing to the right of his wife, and dara chose to stand on the left side of Dinda.
"Mas, our son ..." came Dinda's voice soft and soft.
"Our son is born, he is a boy, be calm. Don't think of anything that matters you're healthy right away." Pras said, echoing his wife's hand. The water just escaped.
"You must be strong, baby, for our son." Pras kissed his wife's hand repeatedly.
"Excuse me, forgive me.mas.." he said lirih.
Dinda smiled thinly enduring the pain in her body. He shook his head weakly, "No mas, this is destiny. Mas, may I see it for a moment..," said Dinda stammered.
The nurse gave the baby and the virgin accepted it and kissed her to Dinda.
"Because, I have one request, please take care of my son.sa.yangi he is like your own son.." he said staring at meu dara.
" mas.." call her week to her husband.
"Mas, a.I have one request," said Dinda slowly and stammered, while enduring the pain in her body.
"me.married de.by our baby. A. I don't want anyone else to raise it." said Dinda stammered, tears streaming down the corner of her eye.
"No, don't talk like that you'll get well, baby and we'll raise our children together" Pras said
"Honey hold on, I beg you" Pras said in fear. Dinda's face was getting pale.
"Dinda you must be strong, you must heal Dinda, don't leave me, or I'll hate you" she said
"A..I beg mas. ber. promise me.." he said more slowly with a stingy breath.
"Mas.." call Dinda getting weaker.
Prasetya further tightened his hand, finally he lowered his head.
A faint smile was seen on Dinda's face, and she turned her twin sister.
"Become, I beg you.thank my son, sa...mi.ngi he is like your son."
"Don't be like this Dinda, you must be strong, don't leave me, don't give me a burden, we twins will be inseparable. I beg you to endure." cry of powerless virgin restrain his emotions.
"Between.aku.mo.hon."
" Dad..."
suddenly Dinda's body shook and Dinda breathed her last.
"Minda..
dear.sayang...wake up." cried Pras.
"Mas' promise." along with Pras Dinda's answer left for good.
" Sin...."
Pras wept and hugged his wife's body tightly, expelling all her sadness. Dara also cries with her mom and dad. Even her mother fainted and had to be handled in the next room.
Everyone was crying, including the baby in the sling.
The nurse took the baby and took him to the baby's room.
All crying over Dinda's departure, dara screaming as loud as she could, her whole life she had never been far away from Dinda, but now Dinda went and left the responsibility to her. Fate is cruel, in an instant he gives happiness as well as sadness.
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