Two weeks after the wedding. Balik sa totoong buhay na ulit kami. One week na pumapasok si Mika sa office kase madami na siyang naiwang pending papers na kailanggan niyang iwork out. Wawa namann si buntis. Mukhang nasstress na.
I was at the kitchen at pinaghahanda ng breakfast ang naynay namin ni baby. She needed it para maging healthy silang dalawa. Except from yhe vitamins that were recommended by her OB-GYN, she needed to have a healthy diet para hindi na malipasan ng gutom at tama ang nutrition sa body. Dalawa na kase silang nagcoconsume nun.
"Tataaaay! Tataaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy!", i heard my wife screamed on top of her lungs. Para akong nabaliw. Sa dating ng sigaw niya na yun, it seemed like, she wasnt okay.
I rushed to our bed room to check her out. But what i saw as i came in was my wife. Bloody wife. And unconscious.
I didnt know what to do. I got rattled. But I needed to do something. Kahit na natataranta, I managed to pick up my phone, my wallet and car's key saka ko binuhat si Yeye.
I rushed to our car with the help of the guards on the parking lot of the condo. They were anxious when they saw Mika bleeding at walang malay. The guards managed to ask if theyll call ambulance, but I refused. May malapit na hospital naman. Two blocks away, Davao Doc na.
I carried her to the emergency room for her first aid. The nurses and doctors was assisting her as soon as I put her on one of the hospital beds.
I cant describe how I was feeling. Nervous, worried, scared. Nervous cause I didnt have any idea what was happening to my mag-ina. Worried because I saw Mika bleeding and unconsious. Scared, scared on the fact that I may lost one of them, or worst both of them.
I was helpless. I wanted to help my wife but I cant. I am not a doctor. I am not a nurse. I didnt know anything except basketball, business and being a good husband and father. But I definetly know how to pray.
I rushed to the hospital's chapel and kneeled. "Diyos ko, humihingi ako ng tulong sa Iyo. Ikaw po ang pinakamakapangyarihan sa lahat. Diyos ko, tulungan Mo po ang mag-ina ko. Ilayo po sa anuman pong mga kapahamakan. Ipapangako ko po, mas lalo akong magiging mabuting asawa, iligtas Mo po sila, Ama."
I was crying my heart out when someone poked me. I looked at her. She was one of the nurses who assisted Mika. I was afraid coz she might say things I didnt want to hear.
"Sir, kailangan niyo po isign to as a proof of consent.", according to her.
"Consent for what?"
"Kailangan niyo po mamili, yung asawa niyo po ba o yung baby?", she said. I wanted to hit her on the face. How dare her asked me that fuckin question. I didnt want to choose. I want to have both. My wife and my Baby. "Kung di po kayo magsasign, Sir. Pareho po silang mawawala sa inyo. At kailangan na po namin to ngayon, madami pa din pong nawawalangg dugo sa asawa niyo, pag di natin maagapan, baka hindi na po natin maisalba."
I signed it immediately. I didnt even bother thinking who I was saving. Masakit para sa isang asawa ang mawalan, but I needed to do it. She still needs to see how beautiful the world is.
Anxiety kills.We were waiting outsied the hospital's operating room. Our friends already arrived and they were also waiting for the doctor, anxiously.
No one was talking. Ara was silently crying. Carol was on the side of the door of operating room, parang nagmamasid lang kung ano na nangyayari sa loob. Cienney was crying while hugging Fonzo. Mela and Kimmy holding hands pero parehong tulala.
It has been four hours since she was brought to the OR. I didnt stop praying. Ii was crying in pain. I cant accept the fact the in any minute now, one of my love would be gone. Forever.
I didnt ask God why he let me feel this excruciating pain now. Instead, I asked forgiveness. Maybe I did something wrong kaya binibigyan niya ako ng pagsubok na to. KAya ko naman tong malapamsan basta kasama ko siya.
"Doc, Kamusta?", I heard Carol asked the doctor. We gathered around the doctor. All were nervous.
"It was successful. But as expected, one was gone.", Straight firward ka Doc. Masakit.
"Mr. Ravena. Im sorry to inform you...", I thought that was the longest two second of my entire life. "...Baby Miefer has gone. And your wife now is safe."
Nasa recovery room na kami. We were just waiting for Naynay to wake up. I was sitting beside her bed, holding her hand. I was still thankful that I have my wife.
"Tatay..", finally, she woke up. "...kamusta? Kamusta siya?", I knew she was referring to our baby. I didnt know what to tell her. I held her hand tighter and cried.
I thought she already got the message, and she also cried. We cried. Our little angel has gone.
"Tatay, sorry. It was my fault. Hindi ako nag-ingat. Nagpastress ako. Nagpagod ako.", she was still crying.
I didnt like the idea that shes blaming herself. It wasnt anybody's fault. Kailangan lang talaga mangyari to kase kagustihan ng nasa taas.
"Dont blame yourself nanay. We can still make another Baby Miefer." I tried pacifying her. "Thank you. Thank you kase you held on. Hindi ko makakaya, kung pati ikaw mawawala pa."
