Of Roses & Briefcase

Chapter 16

Myra collapsed after she found out that Razlan's family was coming over the weekend for her proposal. Her grandfather quickly got up from his hospital bed to make way for his beloved granddaughter to lie down at. He moved over to the side, taking the drips together since it was used to keep him hydrated enough so that his heart wouldn't get tired of pumping thick fluid. Besides, he wouldn't want to miss the first proposal event ever in the family now wouldn't he?

Myra was still in Razlan's arms, he wanted to carry her to the bed but Muzaffar stopped him from doing so. Of course, he shouldn't be at close proximity for she wasn't his wife yet. It's haraam to touch someone who is a non-mahram unless by wed. The incident where he found her on the pantry floor was exceptional, no one in the office was her mahram anyway. Muzaffar took her in his arms and lay her on the bed, she was still unconscious. Clearly, everyone was surprised to see what had happened a while ago. Razlan was too actually, well he did expect she'd be shocked and stunned but not to the extent of passing out.

Khadeeja, Myra's mother, rushed out the room calling the doctor in. She came back shortly with the doctor in-charged along with a nurse. He took his stethoscope that was hanging from the back of his neck and placed it on her chest, listening to the rhythm of her heartbeat trying to detect if there's any abnormality. After that he started examining her by checking her blood pressure using the blood pressure monitor. He strapped the cuff off from wrapping around her upper arm right after taking note of the Systolic and Diastolic readings whilst exhaling a huge sigh.

"What's wrong with her? Is she going to be alright?" Razlan's voice cracked showing how concerned he was. He couldn't wait any longer, he has to know her condition. After all, it was kinda sorta his fault..

There was a delay in his response. Instead of relieving Razlan from being tormented, the doctor was busy fixing his stethoscope over his neck. Oh come on, everyone knows you're the doctor here, you don't have to brag about it with your actions. Geez, get a grip. Razlan rolled his eyes annoyingly making a mental note regarding the doctor.

"Yeah, the stethoscope is beautifully placed around your neck. So now, can you please tell us what's wrong with her?" He voiced over to him getting irritated by the second. The doctor threw him a disgusted look, probably he has sensed the sarcasm in his tone.

"She's fine. Just a little bit stressed out, her blood pressure is a slight over the normal rate. But there's nothing serious."

Razlan breathed a sigh of relief whilst wiping his face with both of his hands. Phew. Alhamdulillah! My future wife is fine, thank you Allah!

He thanked him before he left, the doctor even managed to slide a warning to him; to not put her into any some sort of stress.

"So you do love her, don't you?" Muzaffar spoke up suddenly.

"Yes, I do. With all my heart." He confessed while looking at him then moved his gaze to her face. Even though she was unconscious, but that didn't change the fact that she's really beautiful. It didn't matter in what form she might be whether in sickness or in health, in laughter or in sorrows, or in a bad hair day nor the candid pictures of her flashing the sweetest smile squinting her eyes together or maybe the yawning face she makes, she's undeniably perfect to his eyes. No doubt she has completely made him fall hard this time.

*Beep*

The phone in his pocket vibrated, a message came in. He unlocked his phone to gave it a read.

###1 New Message from Mama###
Where art thou?

He grinned and shook his head after reading the text message. Mum and her Shakespeare, it's inseparable. It's quite normal to see his mum quoting some lines from the Romeo & Juliet since the movie was her all time favourite. She has a thing for the Elizabethan era, the beauty of the language they spoke was very polite and poetic even when they're angry or upset.