Chapter 78
ZAVIER [Zero]
I was holding Lani, hugging her to me when her body suddenly lost all strength. I knew the exact minute she stopped breathing.
"Lani...?" I pulled back and stared at her. I don't like what I see at all.
"Doctor?" I faced the doctors.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit! We're loosing her!" Two of them shouted at the same time.
Suddenly, everywhere became a windwhirl of activities. The nurses running around, the doctors coming towards Lani.
"Get the defibrillator!" One of the shouted.
Fear filled me up, as two of the nurses started urging me out of the room. I almost put up a fight but I remembered the warning that they don't work well under pressure.
As I was being taken out, I watched the doctor rubbed two equipments that looks like electric irons together and shoved it to Lani's chest.
Her body jerked up the bed.
"Increase it to 150!" The doctor barked and the nurse did something in the monitor.
He shoved the irons to her chest again and she jerked again. And the door closed to my face.
Outside the door, I stood like a lost man, so helpless, the feeling coursed through me.
πππFOUR HOURS LATERπππ
It's nightfall. In one day I've prayed more than I've ever done in my life. What they say is surely true. That desperate times calls for desperate moments.
I glanced again at Morris who was praying intensely with Miranda. The girl seem not to ever get tired. She prays like a warrior. Like Lani.
Most of my colleagues have come and gone. The Reverend Sisters have stayed for long and they'll soon be going back. I rubbed my head in both exhaustion and helplessness.
I've not eating anything today, and Franky, food is the last thing on my mind. I just want my wife to be fine again. I made a mental note, that we ain't having anymore kids ever again. I'm not putting her through this ever again.
All I ask for, is that God should save us from this one, I prayed silently.
The sound of door opening snapped my head up. One of the doctors came out removing his nose mask. I shot up from the chair with the others and we met him halfway.
From frowning to smiling so much. "Your wife made it, Sheriff."
"Oh! Thank you Jesus!" Tore from my mouth. A chorus of excited exclamations filled the air too. Everyone was happy. Everyone hugging everyone.
My heart was finally at peace and I released a long breath. Sister Benedetta came closer and hugged me, I went willingly, so happy, I felt like the world is finally mine.
Then, I faced the doctor again expectantly. He's giving me the very best news, but I know there's more to say.
He was still smiling. "She's one hell of a fighter, your wife. Not every woman will survive what she survived, Sherrif.Whoever it was that made her take such a hard fall, should spend some time in jail for attempted murder."
"I know, right?" I said simply. What the doctor doesn't know is that the b@stard is in a better place than jail. What the doctor doesn't know won't kill him.
"Yeah. She's a fighter. But, she'll be staying her with us for 5 to one week, she has a lot of recovering to do. She's out of danger now, and perfectly stable, but she needs close inspection for the next few days to come." He stated.
I nodded attentively. "That's no problem at all. Doctor, can I see her?" I asked, unable to contain the joy and the need to see her doing well.
"You can. But take it easy with her okay? She's with the twins. She'll be needing rest soon, so you can stay with her for a few minutes."
"What about us, doc? We really have to see her!" Miranda enunciated eagerly.
The doctor shook his head, "Unfortunately, you all can't go in today. You'll have to see her tomorrow. She needs her rest and her medications can only keep her awake for a few minutes."
Miranda's face fell, but she smiled. "I just glad she's alright, doc. Can't wait to see her and the twins tomorrow."
"Thank you so so so much, doc." I spared the others a glance and they nodded their encouragement and enthusiasm. I started into Lani's room.
I entered to see her lying down, carrying a sleeping baby. The other baby laid beside her, sleeping.
She raised her head and smiled tiredly when she saw me. I knew then that everything is alright in the world.
My family. I thought as I walked deeper into the room and pulled her and the baby into my arms, wrapping them in my arms, tears filled my eyes.
"I'm so sorry...I gave you a scare..." She whispered, rubbing her head on my shoulder in relaxation.
I pulled back, "You're right, you gave me a scare and you should be sorry." I grumbled, unable to stop touching her.
"I'm so sorry..."
"You have no right to die on me, Lani. You have no such right...!"
She sighed blissfully and melted into me. "You're right, honey. I have no such right..."
I kissed her head and cheek and nose. "What matters is that you're here now. You're fine and okay. Thank you so much, baby."
She shook her head, "No, I thank you for not giving up on me, Zavier. You made me strong. No matter how I wanted to give up, I remember you...and our beautiful babies. You are my strength."
"You're my strength and weakness, baby. You're everything to me."
"Oh, Zavier...look at our babies...." She and I stared down at them, "We have two beautiful girls."
I stared down at them and found myself battling tears for the countless times today. I've never seen a more prefect sight in my life. "Mine....God, we made this..." I run my finger down her little chin.
"Tatiana and Valentina." She whispered their names and I smiled, remembering that those are the names we chose if we have two girls.
"They're so beautiful...." I kissed her lips tentatively, "....like their mother."
I stared at little Valentina on the bed and I want to carry her up and hold her to me so badly, but I was terrified to no end. Funny, when nothing terrifies me.
What if I crush my baby? I have a dead grip and they're just so little....?
"Hold Valentina....." Lani whispered with a smile, seeing the craving in my eyes as I stared at the baby hungrily.
I shook my head adamantly. "What if I hold her too tight? Or I don't hold her right? What if I grab her a little badly? Or---"
"You'll be fine, my love." She smiled again, "Please, hold our baby."
At her urging, I carried up the little bundle. Carefully, I held the baby and placed her to my chest. She sighed a little, wiggled slightly and settled deeper into sleep on my chest.
Whatever is left of my heart....my little babies just stole it.
