Although Not Perfect
Tragedies

I started to get angry when I kept my phone off repeatedly, and then I switched to Yogi, and they should be together again. But only the waiting tone I heard, could it be that he deliberately did not lift it.

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A few moments later the sound of a car stopping in front of the house, then a rush of steps entered my yard. I immediately greeted the person who came, maybe it was Reza.

" Assalamualaikum.." Yogi was the one who brought the car.

"Waalaikum greetings, Yogi ? Where's Reza?" I asked while looking out, maybe he's still outside. But nil..

"Sorry madam." Yogi's face looked anxious and riled up as if unable to speak.

"A..what's up?what's going on?" suddenly my heart beat was racing fast.

"We have to go to the hospital." said Yogi later.

"Yes...!!"I glanced while holding on to the door

"What's Mel..?"Tasya approached me

"Mr Reza's accident has now been handled in the hospital, let me take you there, madam..."

"Whataaa!!!"Tasya shouted while covering her mouth.

I nodded and immediately prepared.

The three of us went straight to the hospital.

On the way I demanded that Yogi tell me what had happened, even though tears kept flowing down my cheeks.

Yogi recounted that, a prolonged meeting caused mas Reza to go home in a hurry. And he insisted on going home with his own office car, while Yogi was ordered to clear the documents of the meeting and then immediately followed to the airport.

But before rushing out of the office, Yogi's phone rang and someone reported that Reza was involved in an accident.

According to witnesses, Reza was driving his car at high speed and when he was about to turn he avoided the motor that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Then how is he doing now?"I still hugged Tasya's sobbing body.

"Because of the sudden brake at high speed, the car rolled over the most severe wound there was bleeding on the head..."

The answer broke my heart, I stroked my stomach. My son will be an orphan before he is born...

"I have lost my papa, O Allah.please save Reza.hiks..hiks.." Tasya's voice continued to cry lamenting her brother.

While I was unable to even speak, my mind drifted far away imagining what fate would be like for my little family...

At the hospital, I went to the IGD and Reza was still undergoing surgery to stop the bleeding in the head. After waiting for three hours, the doctor came out of the action room.

"How's it going Doc?" I immediately approached the doctor.

"You're his family?"

"I'm his wife..."

"Let's come to my room..."

I followed the doctor's steps with a troubled heart, fortunately there was a mother who led me to accompany me to see the doctor.

While Tasya and Mama Nina completed the administration to get an inpatient room.

In the room the doctor sat tired after completing the action on Reza.

After sighing the middle-aged man also told a story.

"Thank God the operation was successful, and his condition in general has stabilized.." said the doctor with nametag dr. Abrar Arham, Sp.BS it

I put my heart together, somewhat relieved to hear it.

"Mr Reza is still in His protection, you should be grateful because it looks only a few small wounds on his body, but.." once again the man seemed to think to be careful in speaking.

"As you know there's bleeding in the head because of the impact so hard, which I'm worried about trauma..."

"I mean doc..?"ask me impatiently.

"We will wait for him to come to his senses, after which we will carry out further examinations.For while Mr. Reza must be admitted to the ICU, we pray that all goes with the best possible, and remain optimistic..." the doctor smiled kindly giving me strength that might look fragile.

Then the doctor let us see the state of Reza in the ICU.

When the door opened I saw it.

Someone who meant so much to me was lying helplessly, bandages on his head, cuts and bruises on his face and arms making me crisp...

"Thank you God for giving my husband a chance to live." - I quietly.

I approached her and beside her was Nina's mother who repeatedly wiped away her tears. Then mom stood up and brought me closer to her bed.

I slightly smiled looking at his white face that was full of blisters, but I still thought it was handsome. I held her hand still warm, I was relieved it was not a cold, stiff hand...

I was so worried I wouldn't see him again.

I don't know what the worst possibility is, I'm going to accept the important thing is that she's alive and with me to take care of our child....

Hhh. I haven't even told her about my pregnancy.

It did not feel like it had been three days I accompanied Reza mas who was in his long sleep. Last night my mother accompanied me to a sleepover, so this morning I asked her to come home.

Although tired I try to be strong and still maintain my health considering in my body there are other creatures that must still grow healthy.

It was nine o'clock in the morning when I wiped the body parts of Reza who were not injured. I jumped when there was movement from his hand, the longer the movement became visible.

I immediately called the nurse with the push of a button. It didn't take long for a nurse and a doctor to come and check on her condition.

I smile when little by little his eyes are open, though he often looks in pain.

At that moment Tasya and Mama Nina entered the room.

"Aware?"mom hugged me.

I also nodded with a happy smile.

Doctors check his heart rate, eye response and blood pressure.

"The condition is stable, we will continue to do therapy for recovery" said the doctor.

"Ugghh..my head.."cloaning mas Reza.

"Why is he still in so much pain doc?"ask Mama

"Later I will give pain relief, the nerves have begun to recover so can feel pain, this is normal mistress, after there is a positive development, the nerves have begun to recover, tomorrow morning Mr. Reza can be moved to a regular ward ..Then I apologize first "said the doctor while writing on medical records.

Seeing the smiling face of the doctor seemed to give confidence that his patient had survived, making us who accompanied Reza felt relieved.

Moments after the doctor left, Reza began to circulate his gaze and occasionally closed his eyes to endure the pain in his head. Realizing that there were people around him, he looked at us one by one with a flat face.

"Reza.." said the mother gently calling her son.

"Ma.." with a frown Reza looked at Mama.

Alhamdulillaah that answer shows a response that makes us relieved.

"Yes dear...is still sick?"Mama rubbed her son's arm with love.

"Yes ma, my head hurts so much...."

"Later the doctor will check again so that the pain is reduced, do you want to eat, hmmm?"

"No, I'll be later..."

Mas Reza smiled softly then turned towards me and Tasya.