It took me twice the amount of time I used in the first place to return to the hospital, the city is too choked up. Ammiey, Mama and Suhayla were all sitting down in the waiting room and a few other people.

I hate hospitals.

"Assalamu alaikum," I said followed by greeting the elders. "Any news?" I enquired hopefully. Mama looked away. "Yes?"

"Aayan," Ammiey called softly. "Son listen to me," I'm getting scared. "What is it Ammiey? Just say it."

"She's in a coma."

Ya Allah! Ya Allah!

"I thought you said she's okay, she was fine when I left a-a-and now, Ammiey!" I couldn't complete my sentence.

"I don't know what happened too son, I suggest you go see the doctor so that he can explain."

I dragged my feet to the doctor's office, I knocked on the door, he said come in and I did. "Mr Aayan," he offered his hand for a handshake. "Take a seat please," he gestured to one of the chairs in front of his desk.

I sat down letting my gaze roam around, I wonder how many people received heartbreaking news and how many people received life changing news. I don't know which I'm about to receive.

"Mr Aayan I'm sure you must have been informed about the condition Mrs Jawahir is in," He started. "Your wife suffers from a concussion because she hit her head on the steering wheel as she was not wearing a seatbelt. This caused swelling in the brain, we were able to reduce it the first time but it increased on it's on which led to bleeding. Bleeding in the layers of the brain may cause coma due to the swelling and compression on the injured side of the brain, types of bleeding includes Intracerebral hemorrhage; bleeding within the brain tissue which is the case with your wife."

"When do you think she'll wake up?"

"We cannot say. A coma usually lasts a few weeks, during which the person may start to gradually wake up and gain consciousness, or progress into a different state of unconsciousness. Let's pray for the former."

I mumbled an Ameen.

"We might need to do a surgery to relieve the pressure on the brain due to swelling if the drugs don't work."

"Do whatever you have to do, just please make sure my wife is okay, please." I pleaded.

"Don't worry, we'll do the best we can in sha Allah. You just keep on praying."

I nodded. "Where is she now?"

"She has been moved to the ICU for proper care but you can visit her."

"Thank you Doctor," I shook his hand and left. I ambulated to the hospital's mosque where I offered two units of voluntary prayer for my wife's health. I remained in the mosque for some dhikrs.


*****

I returned to the hospital only when I felt my heart at ease. Uthman and his family are here. I squat down to greet Mommy where she prayed endlessly for Jawahir's quick recovery and she offered her condolences.

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