"Alhamdulillah, we managed to stop the internal bleeding. She's stabilizing now. But she's still not out of the woods yet...still touch and go. The next 24 hours are the most critical". Imran stared at the doctor as he listened to this. Then Syakirah was wheeled out of the operation room. The doctor said she would be moved to the ICU and they would monitor her closely. Imran asked if he could stay with her. The doctor told him to wait for a couple of hours. When the doctor left, he went to the couch and sat. He closed his eyes with an excruciating pain all over his face.
"Imran, she is going to be okay, In sha Allah (SWT). And, In sha Allah (SWT), you won't lose her", Marina softly said to her brother-in-law. Imran looked at her. Iskandar touched and softly squeezed Imran's shoulder. He agreed with what his wife had said and suggested Imran go home to freshen up. His brother was right. He looked worn out. He said he would go but would be back in an hour. Umar took him home.
"Thanks Umar. I really appreciate this. Alhamdulillah. You should go home too. Your wife must be worried. I'll be fine, In sha Allah (SWT). I'll drive backto the hospital myself. Just need to take a shower", Imran tried to smile. Umar understood that his friend needed to be alone for a while.
"Okay, call me if you need anything, Insha Allah (SWT)", Umar said and Imran nodded. The helper, Mak Jah, asked if he wanted to eat dinner but Imran shook his head lightly. Tears were welling up in the old lady's eyes as she watched Imran looking exhaustingly worried and sad. She told him Hidayat called a few minutes ago. His youngest brother could not get a flight on that night. Yasmin would take the first flight with Hidayat in the morning. After taking a shower, he did his Isya' prayer followed by hajat prayer in which he said a prayer in tears.
"Ya, Allah (SWT)..I bestow my prayer upon you as a weak creature of Yours. I know whatever You decide I will have to abide. Please, ya Allah (SWT), save hera save my wife. Give me the strength to face the final decision of Yours. Keep my faith strong with me. If her time to meet You is here, if I'm going to lose her...let her die in faith..husnul khatimah. Ameen".
"And put your trust in the Ever Living One who dies not, and glorifiy His Praises, and Sufficient is He as the All-Knower of the sin of His slaves" (Al-Furqan: 58)
After drinking some coffee, he called Iskandar atthe hospital and Iskandar told him there was no news yet about Syakirah. Then beforeleaving for the hospital, he told the helper he would stay there for the night.
Imran stepped out of the elevator to the ICU. He walked to Iskandar who then told him that Marina had left to check on the twins. Iskandar said he'd go out to get some air for a while. Imran sat outside Syakirah's room.
Half an hour later, a nurse went into Syakirah's roomto check on her. Imran asked to see her. He entered Syakirah's room. Imran stared at Syakirah's pale face. Her dark hair, which was partly bound by a bandage, emphasized the contrast with her pale face. He remembered the first time seeing her without the veil on their wedding night. Imran had thought how different she looked without it. She had looked beautiful then, she was still.
"Syira I've missed you." Tears running on Imran's face. He couldn't take his eyes off of Syakirah. He sat on the chair moving it as close as possible to the bed. He held her hand to his cheek and brought it to his lips and kissed it.