Part 51: The Miracle

Arga has been unconscious for two weeks. My husband seems to have become a sleeping princess. Um, sorry -- sleeping prince because he's a man.

I don't know how long my eyes couldn't close quietly and my body was lying on my soft bed. I haven't even seen my two beautiful daughters for more than a week.

A few days in the first week Arga was unconscious in the ICU, I still had time to go home to just see how my daughter was doing. However, when the doctor said that my husband's condition was getting worse, I was forced to leave my two beautiful daughters with my parents to accompany Arga. 

My days just spent in the ICU waiting room making friends with the sound of the ECG that broke the silence.

My cell phone only rings occasionally -- a message from my mother who keeps asking about Arga's health development.

I glanced at my man who was still lying weakly on the bed. the hoses still faithfully bandaged it. He -- my soul mate is now at stake -- fi