Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Weepy

Meanwhile, Ghani was sitting next to the patient's bed. Since being transferred to the treatment room, never once left Queensha who was still at home closed their eyes on the bed. The work was left entirely to the deputy director of the hospital as well as Leon, who currently serves as team leader in the Bougenville ward. He gave up all his responsibilities for a while because he wanted to focus on Queensha.

"Darling, when do you close your eyes? It's been two days that you've been asleep. Don't you miss me and Rora too? My daughter and I miss you so much that Rora often whines about meeting you. He said he wanted to hug you and asked to read a fairy tale before going to bed" Ghani said, washing Queensha's hands in a small towel. Ghani's hand squeezed the towel and wiped Queensha's neck. He was so painstakingly caring for his unconscious wife.

"Wake up, Sha, I really need you. Me and Rora miss your cooking, honey." Ghani placed a small bucket under the bed of the patient. Then spray the perfume on the neck of the wife so that his wife is always in a state of fragrance even though it has not been kissed.

Ghani rubbed Queensha's right cheek as she stared at the woman. "I promise that if you wake up later, I will obey all your will including buying your favorite durian ice shakes." Then the man turned to his wife's hand.

When Ghani's hand skin touched the surface of Queensha's skin, a soft twitch made the taut fingers move slowly, making the man's body jolt. Reflex he took off Queensha's fingers just like that until he fell into the bed.

Focusing his attention on the lentic fingers that are not exposed to the infusion needle. "Sha, can you hear me? Try moving your fingers if you can hear them," Ghani said after he came to his senses from his shock.

Eyes were still closed, but Queensha tried hard to do what her husband said. One by one moving the fingers to the last finger that is the little finger, sobs began to be heard in the treatment room VVIP. Ghani cried because his wife was conscious.

"Yes God. Alhamdulillah .. you .. you are already human, dear. Wait, I'll call Zahira first, let her check your condition first."

Without wasting any time, Ghani pressed a button on the side of the patient's bed and before long Zahira and one female nurse came to the treatment room.

"Sir, your brother-in-law's fingers just moved. She ... she .. was conscious. Check quickly!" Ghani is excited to welcome Queensha to this world again. She was so enthusiastic that she even cried as an expression of her happiness.

"Yes, I'm checking now. First Brother just wait there, don't bother me while checking on Brother-in-law's condition. I don't want my concentration disturbed by your crying." There is a satirical tone from Zahira's words. Cold men like a 12-door refrigerator can also cry.

Zahira walked slowly towards the bed of the patient. The age of the womb entering the last trimester makes its space limited. That's why he was given the responsibility of taking care of Queensha only.

"Sister-in-law, can you hear my voice? If you can, please move your fingers again."

Queensha took a deep breath, exerted the remaining energy and raised her index finger.

Zahira smiles. Queensha responded quickly.

"Hmm, great." Then Queensha' sister-in-law took out a flashlight from snelli's pocket and opened her sister-in-law's eyelids and directed the small object, making the patient's pupils move smaller and widened due to light stimulation. He also examined the chest using a stethoscope.

"Sister-in-law's vital organ condition is pretty good. There's nothing to worry about. It's just that I recommend Sister-in-law for a total bed rest for approximately a week to two weeks, considering the condition of Queensha Kak is still weak. After a week or two, First Brother can take Sister-in-law to the obstetrician," said Zahira at length.

Ghani heard Zahira's explanation carefully. Although his profession is also a doctor, but he still appreciates the advice of colleagues and his twin sister.

"For more details, I'll ask the obstetrician responsible for Ms. Queensha to come here to check on my niece-to-be. Since there's nothing else I need to explain, I'll excuse you."

Zahira looked at Queensha for a few seconds as she said, "Sister-in-law, welcome back. I'm glad to see you again."

Queensha just smiled in return.

After the door of the treatment room closed, Ghani sat back in his seat. The rest of the tears are still kicking in the corner of the eye.

Queensha slowly opened her eyes to see the face of the man she missed.

When those beautiful eyes opened perfectly, a single grain of crystal slid back on the husband's face. And it made Queensha's heart feel like it was being slashed. "Mas, are you crying?" said weak. Just sober, he was actually presented with a rare sight like this. He felt guilty for making Ghani worry.

Ghani grabbed Queensha's hand that was not fitted with an infusion needle and kissed her repeatedly. The head shook while continuing to shed tears.

"I'm crying happily, honey. I am so happy to finally be reunited with you. Don't know what it's gonna be like if you leave me."

Over time Ghani's cries turned into a hiccup. She cried until she was almost out of breath.

"Mas, how did you say that. Where might I stay with you and Rora. I, don't I promise I'll always be by your side."

Queensha's voice was soft, but Ghani could hear it clearly. He clenched his lips, holding back the crying so that it would no longer break.

"Yes, you're right. You promised me you would always be by my side. So, you can't go anywhere without my permission." Ghani rubbed his wife's forehead. "Thank you for coming back to me with our three children. I love you, Sha. So much love you."

"Now you rest. I'll take care of you."

Ghani rubbed Queensha's head, treating his wife like a child. "Sleep, honey, I'll take good care of you."

Queensha smiled faintly. Then he tried to close his eyes again. Ghani's gentle caress made her feel calm, she was like she was in the middle of a dilapidated dinina Daniah, dear mama.

Soon drowsiness came to a head, then slowly a soft snoring sound was heard indicating that Queensha had returned to dreamland.

Unwittingly Ghani or Queensha, an elderly married couple stood up while watching their romance from the window of the inpatient room door. Arumi did not even hold back from crying, touched by the life story of the journey of her son and daughter-in-law.

"Thank God everything's fine. I don't think Queensha's gonna wake up from her sleep."

"Cannot be. Queensha is very dear to Ghani and Rora, she must be back for her husband and child" Rayyan said. "Here you go, we better get back home. Let Ghani be alone with Queensha. Afternoon or new night come again here, all with Rora. She must be happy to see her mother kiss."

Arumi nodded. She and her husband decided to go home, giving Ghani and Queensha space to let go of the longing.

Just after Zahira heard from Queensha, Arumi rushed to the hospital. Accompanied by her beloved husband, she walks down the deserted hospital hallway to the VVIP treatment room, which is reserved exclusively for Rayyan family members. Intention to see the condition of his dear son-in-law, he was given an interesting treat that made him remember his youth first.

The attention and affection that Ghani gave Queensha, reminded her of the figure of the man next to her. Rayyan's attitude from the past until now has never changed, always loving and loving even though their age has reached half a century.

Perhaps, due to seeing his father's behavior often, how Rayyan treated Arumi well, Ghani modeled his father. So no wonder Ghani grew up to be a gentle man, so caring and understanding for his wife.

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