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Blood liquid dripped from the sharp object, slowly his consciousness dissipated. A person who has ever approached the door of death is only granted a temporary respite, before finally returning to the door of death.

Blood was already covered with his body, footsteps that walked quickly approached. Everything felt darker, but his hearing was able to hear a very familiar sound.

"Hold Hera, please," the voice sounded further and further away from the listener.

"Catch her!! " shouted someone with a growl.

"Hahhahah, "ujar mbak Siti laughed as she was handcuffed by two policemen and taken to a police car.

Ambulances and police cars were already lined up to fill the courtyard of the apartment building. Dzikra, who immediately arrived at the apartment building like a dazed man, walked up to the ambulance that had entered one victim.

"Prophe Dzik" said Zidan, patting his back.

"I mean Lo? " with the tone still holding tight.

"Sorry I'm late, Hera.hmm.

Dzikra did not mind Zidan's words immediately rushed into the ambulance. He saw the face of his wife who was pale. This was the second time that Dzikra had seen Hera near death. As a man his tears remain uncontrollable he hurries through his eyes.

"Ra. "goddess.

"Wake up, it's me here, "next.

"I'm sorry I left you alone, "he said, wiping away the tears that continued to flow.

There was no response from Hera, the health worker was busy covering the blood that was shed in Hera's head and stomach. Dzikra continued to grip the cold hand until he reached the Hospital. Hera's body was immediately taken to the ER room. Dzikra could only hope for a second chance to look back on Hera in good health.

In the room doctors and nurses are busy doing fast action. All tools are installed. The door of the ER room opens a doctor out immediately hunted by the Dzikra.

"How's doc?" tanya Dzikra riled.

"We have to do the surgical removal of the fetus," said the doctor.

"Do the dock, as long as my wife is safe," said Dzikra as he shook his lips.

"I am not a God who can save the soul of man from death sir, whatever happens after this please father berapang chest," said Doctor made Dzikra stunned.

"Please sign the father in advance consent to the operation, " said the doctor.

"Yes, "bluff the Dzikra slowly.

Operating light started...

Doctors began to surgically remove the fetus in Hera's abdomen. Hera's heart rate was too weak to be saved. But the doctor had to save one of them at least. Nurses running around taking stock of blood into the ER room.

Dzikra can only be stunned, the operation will last up to 2 hours, he was very upset waiting to choose to go into the mosque to pray, each prostration pleads for the best.

While in the operating room doctors managed to save the baby in the womb Hera. The baby is put into the incubator. Hera now has many wounds, there has been a lot of blood loss.

"I am sincere in your decision Rabb, " said Dzikra in his prayer as his tears flowed.

Even though men will still strip off if left by their partners forever. The doctor has moved the baby to the nursery. Hearing the baby survived, Dzikra immediately headed to the nursery to see his son who was born into the world. The baby fell asleep in the incubator, and Dzikra made a complaint.

"Alhamdulillah son, welcome to this world my son, papah gave your name Muhammad Istaz," said Dzikra smiling with tears streaming down.

His heart was still agitated, as Hera had not yet come out of the operating room. Dzikra ran to the front of the ER room. There are no signs of the operation being completed. The doctors and nurses are busy.

Zidan in his uniform came to Dzikra who was sitting languidly on the waiting bench. Not far away Larisya also looked at the chaotic looking Dzikra, sellingya felt a deep sadness from the Dzikra.

"Bro, the strong Lo," said Zidan who was beside him.

"Thank you, " said Dzikra slowly.

"Hera has passed through a critical period, now it can, too, " said Zidan to strengthen Dzikra.

The doctor came out of the operating room, Dzikra immediately stood up to the doctor who came out while opening his mask.

"I'm sorry sir.. I was unable to save the father's wife, "the doctor said lethargicly.

2 Years later...

A child carried by his father, the child holding a rose. The cheerful smile of the two faces like a betel in half was emitted upon entering the cemetery.

"Today we meet mamah first yes, " said Dzikra said to the child he carried.

"Dede met mama? yeeee, "the carefree boy who hasn't eloquently spoken.

"Yes, what did Dede bring for mamah? " ask Dzikra while lowering the child in his carry.

"What did dede bring?" said the boy as his index finger pointed to his chin as if he was thinking.

"Ra, our son is two years old, "Inner Dzikra smiles in his tears.

"That's what the hand brought? " said Dzikra with a smile.

"Eh yes this is for mamah, would like the reward," said his son while crouching beside Dzikra.

"Yes mamah is very fond, let's send a prayer for mama, " said Dzikra to his son.

"Mama, dede kangen same mama, " said his son while putting a red rose on the grave.

Dzikra was unable to hold back his tears hearing his innocent son say longing to the figure of his mother. His heart was sad, disappointed. But there was no way he would blame the God who had made his destiny like this.

"Mama, dede send a prayer for mamah, alohuma bariklana fi ma rojaktana wakina adza banar, "The son said to make Dzikra smile.

"It was a prayer to eat de, " said Dzikra.

"Prayer to eat pah? " ask the plain boy.

"Yes, the alphatihah prayer yes, " said the Dzikra softly.

"But alfatihah said grandma make bobo pah, " said the plain boy.

Dzikra felt annoyed and anxious at his son who was just the puppet.

"Yes already a guiding papa, dede follow papa bacan ya, " said Dzikra lead the prayer.

*****

The magnificent company, a man dashingly, accompanied by a two-year-old boy who was engrossed in coloring on a table near the sofa. Dzikra is still busy checking the files. A woman enters the room.

"Dzikra, " said Rachel.

"Why Hel? " the Dzikra answered welcoming Rachel.

"Aren't you planning on getting married again? " rahel said as he approached Istaz the son of Dzikra who was coloring.

"Why indeed? " ask Dzikra.

"I am divorced from Alfarid" said Rachel, looking at Dzikra who was watching her son.

"Then? " ask Dzikra.

"You don't feel sorry for Istaz who misses the mother figure?" rahel.

You must marry me Dzikra, because you are for me. Hera's death and all your troubles were my plans, Rachel's mind smiling at Dzikra.

"Do you deserve to be a mother? you killed a mother yourself! " said Dzikra coldly.

Rachel was wide-eyed at the words of Dzikra, and she rose up to approach Dzikra.

"Come in! " cry Dzikra.

"You've been arrested by Miss Rachel! " said the police who immediately ambushed Rachel and took her to the police station.

Dzikra immediately held his son, smiling at the passing of Rachel with the police.

_END_

Thank you for the support of the brothers who have faithfully read the story to date. This is my first work, sorry for the unsatisfactory ending.