AISYAH FORTITUDE
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Anggie's body is getting weaker, his breathing is starting to tight and weaken. His body cooled and blood in the intimate area continued to pour heavily even though it was covered with a sarong and blanket.

Salwa kept crying. Maybe the beautiful baby girl was thirsty.

"Anggie, can you breastfeed our baby" said Joe softly, patting Anggie on the cheek as his eyes closed.

No response from Anggie. Anggie was just silent, his breathing was almost unheard.

"Master, my wife's body is cooling. How about this, Salwa cried continuously," said Joe worried and panicked.

Benhard glanced at Anggie's charcoal, then extended his hand to touch Anggie while the other hand was still holding the steering wheel and focusing on the road that was passing through him.

Benhard is shocked after touching Anggie's already-cooled forehead.

"We need to get your wife to the hospital quickly. I'm afraid something happened to him. Give the baby water little by little to not cry" Benhard said quietly.

Benhard pressed the gas until the truck drove faster and faster. Benhard doesn't want to be late until something happens to Anggie.

Joe took the water and gave it little by little with a small spoon. Salwa continued to cry, and Joe tried to silence her.

Anggie was still in the same position leaning on Joe's shoulder. His eyes were still tightly closed and there was no positive response from Anggie at all.

"You're sure my wife will survive, sir?" ask Joe worriedly. His seat now shifted sideways a little. Anggie's head is rested on the backrest of the truck seat and given a small pillow to make it more cushioned.

Benhard glanced at Joe and smiled meaningfully. His lips continued to recite as much istighfar as possible. His gaze shifted and focused on the streets without answering Joe's question.

"Wake Anggie. Look, Salwa keeps crying. I can't take care of Salwa on my own like this" Joe said in a soft half-whisper.

Somehow the good prayer that bjsa is instantly granted. Maybe if the prayer can be purchased, then Joe wants to pay the price of the prayer to be quickly granted. But baby, prayer is worth the effort of one's wishes. We must be confident and confident in prayer.

"Don't keep talking, man!! Your wife is unconscious. You better recite it or keep praying for the best. Remember the best of God sometimes we think is not good, and we think good may be according to God it is not the best," said Benhard softly but sound very firm.

Joe could only nod softly at Benhard's words.

Not until an hour away, finally signs of life in a city were seen. Benhard's truck continued to go at top speed and searched nearby hospitals via GPS from his smartphone.

The big truck got into the sick rumha yard and stopped right in front of the IGD room and went down and sought help for Anggie and the baby.

Joe was able to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Anggie directly handled well by the hospital. Likewise with Salwa who directly entered the incubator. Salwa's body turned blue and looked like it was cold.

Benhard was already sitting in the waiting chair with Joe after parking his truck in the hospital's backyard. Benhard accompanied the anxious and confused Joe. Joe and Anggie are nothing to Benhard, but Benhard really feels compassion and makes both of them like his own children and brothers.

"Family patient Anggie," a nurse calls into the waiting chair. Joe and Benhard gasped their heads toward the nurse who was poking out from the door of the IGD room.

"Yes, I'm her husband" Joe said anxiously.

"Sir is calm first. Maybe Mrs Anggie's situation could be worse than this. The bleeding did not stop, it seemed exhausted. It would be nice to go to a hospital in the city. For a long time can be in a coma, if not handled with more complete equipment," said the nurse informed.

"What does that mean? What really happened to my wife?" yelled Joe loudly. His face was flushed with extreme panic.

"Then Salwa, my son how?" joe quickly asked.

The nurse understood Joe's panic. Similarly, Benhard who hugged Joe from the side and patted the handsome man's shoulder to strengthen.

"Listen and follow the words of the nurse and doctor. That's the sign, the right step and the best for Anggie" Benhard said

Joe smiled wryly at Benhard. The situation is different this time, even people will not know, how his current sadness felt by Joe.

"Give the best to Anggie and Salwa. If you can unite them in one hospital so it is easy to wait for him," said Benhard took the decision very wisely.

The nurse nodded slowly at the sign of understanding.

"We'll prepare everything. We will probably arrive at the referral hospital for about two hours, and during the ambulance we will still monitor the health of both patients" said the nurse slowly.

The doctor and nurse prepared everything for the move of both the mother and the child's patient. Salwa just needs a recovery process. Unlike Anggie who is still in an unconscious condition.

Joe returned to the waiting chair and sat back down. His head turned upwards holding back the tears that came down. How to remember all the great sins he had committed.

'If you are healed, allow me to redeem all my sins by surrendering, ' Joe's inner self in his heart.

"Calm your heart and mind Joe. Leave everything to God" Benhard said slowly to Joe, who looked frustrated.

Everything is ready. Anggie and Salwa were already in a natural ambulance monitoring doctors and nurses who participated in the ambulance.

According to doctors, Anggie's condition was the most severe. The chances of survival and survival are only half that. There are several parts of his body, especially in the intimate part that is damaged to the point of bleeding so fierce.

Benhard followed the ambulance from behind. Benhard took his truck and drove right behind the ambulance. Joe himself sits next to Anggie's gurney with the sound of a loud heart-detecting machine making an imprinted heart incision.

Joe looked at Anggie and Salwa in turn. If fate has spoken, then what can we as humans do? Except to accept that reality with resignation and sincerity.

It's hard not to say that. Not something that is easy to be patient, without any sense of ego and feel yourself at most everything.

If we are faced with a test, we can only regret and cry. Begging for no worse reality and destiny for us to live.

But, everything is a living process. Like it or not, everything must be lived with a spacious heart.