I'm Not a Mandul Wife
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The two legs of the Empress who felt weak, continued to step straight down the hallway of the clinic with a deep wound in her heart. Wounds that may take a lifetime to heal.

"Astagfirullahalazim O Allah, it feels like this test feels so hard for me to go through alone. Please strengthen my weak heart, O God. Give me more strength to survive this ordeal of having to part with the husband I have loved so much. Help me, O God, that I may sincerely accept this fate, though bitter, I believe that You cannot give Your servant a test beyond the limits of human ability..." the inner Empress so softly, while supporting her increasingly helpless body to endure until she stepped out of the clinic where she was.

Within seconds, Maharani's weak body, began to drift off and just fell to the floor. Fortunately there was an obstetrician who had just come out of one of the rooms after conducting an examination on his patient, the Doctor immediately helped the Empress by tapping her weak body into the examination room.

An hour later, the Empress finally realized her helplessness and slowly the woman began to open her eyes that looked swollen from crying for too long.

Maharani was astonished by the ceiling of the room he was currently seeing, he felt very foreign to the place where he was at this time. "Where am I? How did I get to this place?" asked the woman with her voice that sounded hoarse.

When the Maharani tried to get up from his position, he suddenly immediately abandoned his intention when he felt a pain in his head that felt very dizzy. "Astagfirullah, why does my head hurt so much?"

Maharani tightly squeezed his head with all his might. He hoped that the squeeze could ease the pain he felt at this time. But the woman was in even more pain. Made him complain several times because the pain had spread almost to all parts of his head. As he continued to endure the pain, suddenly the sound of the door was opened by someone.

"Mba, are you conscious? How are you doing right now, does it feel better?" ask a man who turns out to be an obstetrician who had helped Maharani when the woman was unconscious in the hallway of the clinic. Seeing the Maharani's condition at that time, the Doctor immediately took him into the examination room, considering the clinic where he worked did not have many hospital rooms and was only intended specifically for pregnant women or children, that is why the Doctor was forced to move the Maharani who is not a patient where he works into his study. The room that is in it is available a mattress that he usually occupies, when having to work overtime.

Maharani was so stunned when she saw the figure of a foreign man with her in the same room. "Who are you? Why are you here?" ask the woman who is still holding her head.

"Mba, please don't misunderstand me first. My name is Thoriq Dion Prasetya. I'm an obstetrician who works at this mother and child clinic. Mba, take it easy I'm not a bad person and you're safe with me here! Oh yes, let me help you explain first yes, that right now you are in my workspace and the mattress that you occupy is a place that I always sleep when I have to take care of the night. You certainly know, that this place is a special clinic for mothers and children, therefore after I checked your identity and knew that you are not a patient in this clinic, he said, I decided to take you to my room because indeed the outpatient room here is also fully filled."

Maharani managed to digest the words of the very long doctor well. "Oh so that's why I'm here. Thank you for helping me, Doc. Now I'm going home, Doc."

Dion, who wanted to help the Empress to get up from her position, immediately touched the woman's arms to wake her up. However, Maharani immediately gave a rejection by shaking the hand of Dion who had touched him.

"Geez, I'm sorry. I'm just trying to help you." Dion tries to explain to Maharani not to misunderstand what he just did.

Maharani smiled faintly at the surprised face of the nice looking man. "Thank you once again, Doc, for all the good intentions of the Doctor, but I can be alone and after all we're not mahrams, so please don't try to touch me, please, even though his intention was to help only once."

"I'm sorry, Mba, if my good intentions turn out to be wrong in Mba's eyes. Oh yeah, looks like you're still not recovering well, how about I take you home?" Dion offered his intention to help the Empress because to be honest, he felt sorry for the woman who looked so weak with her eyes.

"No need, Doc. God willing I can go home alone." Maharani refused Dion's offer in a friendly manner because he did not want to disappoint the man who had done well by helping him.

The refusal made Dion even more curious about what had really happened to the Empress.

"This woman must be facing such a big problem, such pity for her," Inner Dion continued to look on the pity of Maharani's face that looked sad.

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