Forgive Me My Wife
Hang on

After almost an hour passed, the white door in front of Viona opened and a doctor came out. Impatiently Viona spouted out her sentence immediately.

“Doctor, how is my husband?” ask her with an unusually worried tone.

“Begini Madam, after we checked thoroughly, Mr. Bima's condition is more dominant with external injuries. Luckily the impact that hit his back head was not too fatal despite the possibility of causing a mild concussion, we can only diagnose for sure about the approximate concussion when Pak Bima later woke up because until now he was still unconscious. It seems like the effects of the blood coming out are quite a lot. It's just that there is a fairly severe injury that is the condition of his shoulder bone is broken. For that we have to perform surgery as an effort to install a pen in the broken bone. We need permission from the family to carry out the procedure, the sooner the better,” explained the doctor in detail.

Viona almost strayed back if Adrian was not sparingly supporting her body. Viona felt her legs go helpless. Although the doctor said so, but when he heard the word surgery his whole body felt weak. Doesn't that mean her husband is seriously injured and the cause of it is all her. Viona continued to blame herself, wrapped in an unbearable sadness.

“Doctor, do your best to help my husband. Do your best,” please Viona raucous with trembling lips.

“We always try our best. But keep in mind, every surgical procedure is accompanied by risks in it. All return to the will of the Almighty. We as doctors are mediators. Do’a Madam, so that the operation is smooth, also for the safety and healing of your husband. And I suggest immediately treat the wound on your face. Let our nurses treat your wounds. We will prepare the operation now. Excuse me.” The doctor nodded politely and went back into the room.

“Mistress, may I treat your wound now?” ask the same nurse who was about to treat Viona.

Viona was still stunned, immersed in her raging thoughts causing her chest to feel claustrophobic in a puddle of guilt.

“Mistress, you better follow the nurse said. While you are treated, I will contact your extended family also Mr. Bima.” Adrian spoke again, suggesting to his boss' wife who now looked like a dazed man.

Viona looked at Adrian. “Mas Bima, will definitely heal again right, Adrian?” tanyanya. He needed words that convinced him to strengthen his current weak and frail soul.

“Pak Bima is a strong man. She will definitely be back healed for you, for all.” Adrian reviewed a smile full of proclamation. He understood, Viona was fragile at this moment. “For that you have to maintain the condition also immediately treat your wounds, so that Mr. Bima is not anxious when you wake up,” refer Adrian back.

“Please, treat me, Sister,” Pinta Viona, and the nurse immediately carry out her duties sparingly.

Annisa who was informed by Adrian about the incident that befell the child and his daughter-in-law almost collapsed so surprised. He and Malik rushed to the hospital right then and there. Rima and Abdul. Viona's parents rushed over and did not forget to pick up Nara first.

Adrian also contacted Bima's residence, asking Bik Yati to pack some of Bima and Viona's needs, especially a change of clothes. Bik Yati follows her to the hospital with Mang Ujang, Viona's confidant driver.

In the hospital hallway, precisely in the waiting chair outside the operating room, Viona who lowered her head in silence incessantly squeezed her two hands intertwined in her lap while praying’a in her heart. Screaming full of pleadings to the Creator, so that the father of his children is given safety, health and a long life in blessing.

“Viona.”

“Mama .. forgive me. It's all my fault that does not heed Mas Bima's anxiety to me,” isak Viona with a voice choked effect from her throat that is like being huddled by millions of lumps of tears that stifle the chest.

“Don't say that, Honey. Child Mama.” Annisa unravels the embrace, wiping away the tears on Viona's face full of affection. “Do not blame yourself, Bima definitely does not like to see you blame yourself. It's the duty of a husband to protect his wife.”

Honestly, Annisa was also afflicted with great anxiety because her son was just hit by unexpected bad things. But now his daughter-in-law needs to be strengthened, for that as a mother she should not be fragile and weak.

“Remember the baby in your womb, son. Don't mind too much. We are’a together for the safety of Bima. Rest assured of the Creator's help.”

Rima arrived shortly after. He also ceaselessly strengthens Viona, while Nara still does not understand the situation around her. The cute boy only knew that his mother was sad. He hugged Viona and his tiny hands rubbed the stomach of the Mother who already looked bloated.

“Mother don't cry. Later baby grandpa in there thirsty because the water runs out all out of the eyes of Mother,” he said.

Nara was at least able to slightly melt the gripping atmosphere that plucked them and a smile appeared on the faces of everyone who was waiting for anxious hopes.

About two hours passed, the doctor called Viona and declared the operation successful. Bima has been moved to the recovery room for observation for the next few hours, to ensure there are no other adverse effects of the procedure that has just been done.

Viona and the others waited in the waiting room patiently, waiting until Bima could be moved to the treatment room. Malik and Abdul are busy taking care of everything so that Bima gets the best facilities.

After a few hours in the observation room, doctors said Bima could be transferred to the treatment room. Viona and the others can breathe a little relieved although until now Bima is still unconscious.

Bima was transferred to a VVIP-class treatment room. Viona stared intently at her husband in a bandage wrap everywhere with a bluish bruise on the surface of his skin, as well as an infusion tube and a blood transfusion connected to his right and left hand. Viona stroked Bima's head slowly, her man still faithfully closed his eyes. He then lowered his head to kiss Bima.

“Be quick to heal, my dear husband,” whispered Viona hoarsely accompanied by a clear crystal that returned without being told.

“Vi, you better clean yourself. Shower, Son. To be fresh. Let your mom and mom take care of Bima."

Silent for a moment did not respond. Viona fluttered on the side of Bima's bed. However, what his in-laws said had a point as well. He nodded slowly and went to wash himself.