Dr Asma

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Doctors rushed out immediately after the ambulance arrived. The doors opened and they gently bring down the stretcher. The ambulance assistance and Next came Grace.

Asma now has a drip administered to her right hand and oxygen to help her breathe cause her breathing was unstable, she's half awake and half unconscious as they rushed the stretched down the hallway to the operating room. A few seconds later Maheer arrived at the hospital after driving carelessly. He didn't even bother to turn off his car as he rushed in. He ran like a mad man after asking the receptionist where Dr. Asma was taken to cause she was brought to her workplace.

He arrived at the operating room just in time as they were pushing the stretcher in.

"Asma, Asma" he called rushing to her side," what's wrong with you?, you were fine before I left home," he said with watery eyes, Asma was also crying.

"Maheer, we have to take her in" Hanan who was a little teary said.

"If you think I'm going to let go of her hands for even a second then you are mistaken," he said looking up at them with red eyes

"it's okay, let's take her in" The hospital director, Dr. Hassan said. he's very fond of Asma.

The operating room was already set, she was lifted from the stretcher and gently placed on the operating table all this while Maheer never leaving her hand.

Maheer bend gently caressing her face and wiping away the tears that kept rolling down to her ears.

She brought up their intertwined hand removing the oxygen as she tried to talk to him.

"My baby...our baby maheer, please save my baby" she sobbed

"Everything will be okay, My love insha Allah, our baby will be fine," he said wiping her tears while Hanan put her oxygen back holding her right hand carefully.

"Your baby will be fine Asma insha Allah, I promise you," Hanan said and she nods her head trusting her friend.

Preparations were being made for the CS, while Maheer kept muttering dua's on her.

"Mr. Maheer, can I have a word with you please" Dr. Hassan after he was done examining Asma before the CS commence.

"Yes" he looked from Dr. Hassan to Asma who was holding on to his hand very tightly. He bent down to her bed level gently caressing her face " I will be right back" he says but she shook her head not letting go of his hand.

"I will be right back my love, I promise," he said, she looked at him with her teary eyes and hesitantly let go of his hand, he pecked her forehead and followed Dr. Hassan to a corner in the room.

"I'm sorry for what I'm about to say Mr. Maheer but You have to make a choice," Dr. Hassan said

" I don't understand what you meant by making a choice, About what?" he asked a confused expression on his face

"As Dr. Asma's pregnancy is a complicated one due to the first accident she had in her early months of pregnancy, and the drugs she has been taking even after knowing very well it might be harmful to her and the test and scans we just did shows that you will have to choose one of them because we can not save both, it's either the mother or the baby" Dr. Hassan explained

His heart broke into pieces at the news he just heard, he never knew about this, Asma never told him. This heartbreak feels cold. It feels like concrete drying in his chest. It was unexpected, he feels powerless. They have always pictured them playing with their little bundle of joy, their future their happiness, and now he has to choose whether to save the mother or the child. Without a doubt he know he was going to choose Asma but he doesn't know how Asma will react when she wakes up and asks for her child. What will he tell her, how will he console her? Inalillahi waina illahi rajiun, ina lillahi waina illahi rajiun" he kept muttering