You Are My Sunshine
The Part 260

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“My wife, please save my wife.” Wira's tone of voice was poignant.

After getting Wira's answer, Raisa went back to the emergency room. No lingering sickly bed with Dara lying on it was taken out by the nurses and doctors to be immediately transferred to the surgical room. His condition grew increasingly critical with consciousness beginning to thin. The hero and all who had been waiting outside the room swiftly followed behind.

Before entering the surgical room Raisa stopped her steps for a moment. “Everything please wait outside, do’akan Dara and also we who handle. Unless you are a Hero, also clean yourself change your clothes, be prepared and go in to accompany your wife.”

The hero nodded, immediately running towards the side room of the surgical room to clean himself as quickly as possible and changed into special clothes that are usually worn by doctors when they want to operate on their patients.

Dara's body has been lifted onto the cold operating table. His clothes have been replaced with special clothes equipped with hair cover. His hands were stretched out, then various kinds of medical equipment were paired on his body. Although weak, but Dara still held his consciousness despite increasingly blurred and he also had time to steal the chat Raisa with other doctors in the emergency unit earlier

“Dok... doctor...” call him half whisper.

Raisa who was observing Dara's vital condition on the monitor immediately turned her head and brought her face closer. “Ya,”.

Raisa sighed heavily, wanting to feel like she was crying faced with the current situation. The condition of the baby's heart rate is getting weaker, even barely moving when Raisa tries to find fetal movement in the uterus Dara. He did not have the heart to say no even though the husband and family of the patient had decided to choose the mother of the baby. “Sure. I'll do my best.”

Dara smiled faintly before the dope finally worked to paralyze her consciousness completely, hugging her in a deep deep sleep.

The heroes went into the surgical room and everyone was ready in their respective positions. He stood on the side of the bed near Dara's head, bowing his tall body deeper and anchoring his kiss on the forehead of his perfectly sedated wife. “Keep baby, and fight,” he whispered as he sobbed.

Before starting everything berTO’a wholeheartedly, ask the Creator for help the owner of all nature to be given the best. “We start.” Raisa gave instructions and the surgical process was carried out.

During the operation, Wira's palm continued to be on Dara's head. He stared at the beautiful face of his dear wife whose eyes closed tightly. In silence, only do’a that was said to be in his heart, begging and asking that both of them be saved, no matter if do’nya greedy and still believe that the miracle exists.

Forty-five minutes passed and Raisa finally managed to remove the baby, the surgery this time lasted longer than usual due to the condition of the pregnancy Dara who had a disorder, which is not the case, as much as possible he wants the mother and baby to stay safe even though the baby's heart rate is getting weaker.

Raisa and the other doctors checked the monitor and breathed a sigh of relief to find that Dara's vital signs remained stable. It's just that the condition of the baby when released does not move at all, Raisa carefully opens the veil that is still wrapping the baby, accompanied by endless strands of do’a hopefully there is still hope. Then when the wrapping sheath is perfectly open, unexpectedly the weak baby wriggles and then cries loudly.

Suddenly Wira who was still fixated on staring at his wife immediately turned her gaze towards Raisa when she heard the sound of crying. Raisa immediately scooped the baby into her sling accompanied by a haru look that could not be hidden with tears that had been pressing in her eyes.

“He's a strong boy. Thank goodness Wira, your child and wife.. both.. congratulations,” said Raisa sobbed.

WIra felt her whole body wafting, the outpouring of gratitude making her immeasurable relief. Raisa held the crying red baby close to her father. The hero received it carefully with trembling hands holding his tiny baby in his lap.

“Thank you...thank you for fighting to survive, the jewel of my heart,” the whisper is raucous full of haru. His back shook and his tears spilled unstoppably again.