I’m Just His Wife

He dropped the call and shaking his hands he gripped his cellphone tightly. This was so frustrating! If only his brother was here, he would have sympathized. But he was busy studying abroad so he couldn’t disturb her.

“What’s that, De Leon?” Kunot when Seymour asked him.

He turned it over and sighed. “Rigella’s … parents were gone …” her voice got weaker and weaker as she said those words.

Roxanne sighed and tears welled up in her eyes. Seymour immediately hugged him even though he was also weakening. Rigella’s parents were both good. They were like parents and they were like children.

The door of the emergency room opened so he immediately stood up followed by his wife’s two friends. The exhausted -looking doctor came out and first removed his face mask and gloves.

“was my wife alright? Our baby? Did you save them?” He asked one question after another. Damn, he’s so eager to know if his mother’s condition was okay.

The doctor sighed. “We successfully saved your wife, Mr. De Leon …” the doctor announced so he seemed to be breathing easily.

“How’s my friend’s baby, doc? Did you save the baby?” Roxanne asked worriedly.

The doctor bowed so he frowned. It was quiet and seemed unable to answer Roxanne’s question.

But at last, the doctor also answered. “I’m sorry, but the baby didn’t make it …”

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How can she explain this to her husband? She lost her parents and then … she also lost their baby …

Seymour’s POV

“How was this, Seymour? Her parents were gone, as well as her baby. How can we explain this to her?” Sobbing Roxanne promises to be next to me now in the chair.

I just sighed. I know myself, I don’t know either. It will cause Rigella too much pain. He lost three important people and was very ill.

I hate to see her cry. But he needed to know what had happened. Then no matter what we do in hiding, he will know and will know too.

I promised to look at De Leon who was bent over and with a bandage on his hand. After he found out that their son was gone, he recklessly punched the wall in the emergency room. But as the owner of this hospital, doctors and nurses treated him immediately.

And even more surprisingly there, I saw him cry. After all, who would not be hurt if they lost their child?

Ivan’s POV

As I entered her room, I immediately felt the sadness that was inherent there. I saw him turn around as he stared at the large glass wall illuminated by the sun.

I slowly walked closer to her and when I was finally able to get closer, I saw her crocheting while smiling. Sad to be smiling.

“Rigella …” I called to her and she immediately turned to me.

She smiled at me sparingly and continued crocheting. I sat down next to her and gently stroked her hair. I saw someone help a bead of tears from his left eye but he immediately wiped it away and continued what he was doing.

“Do you know … Did you know I already thought of the name of our baby?” He asked almost in a whisper.

I swallowed and grabbed one of her hands so she put down the crochet tools first. He didn’t look at me and he just looked out the window crying.

“Rayven Isaac for a boy and Iscelle Rayne for a girl …”

I spontaneously smiled bitterly. What a wonderful name.

“But he’s gone … what’s the name I thought of, isn’t it?”

I kissed the top of his hand and my tears started to flow. It hurts me when I see him like this.

“Even though she was still in my womb, I have already planned her baptism, first birthday, and my dreams for her. I am excited to know her gender. I am also excited the first time she walks, talks, smiles … “she sobbed and hugged the diaper she had crocheted earlier.

I could do nothing but nod at him.

‘then … why did my parents disappear? He took our baby from me, why my parents? Why was He so cruel to me?” He took a deep breath. “But I can’t blame Him, Ivan. I have strong faith in Him …”

I just hugged him and stroked his back. If only I could do something for her. If only I could get back everything lost. But no, I can’t because I’m not a god to do that.

He hugged back to me and cried into my chest.

“Shh … stay …” I whispered in his ear and kissed his head.

“No … I can’t understand anymore! Why was that? Have I been in so much pain for seven years for this to happen to me? Why am I always left behind ?!”

“Shh …” I kissed him on the head again and leaned my forehead on his shoulder and there quietly cried.

It’s my fault. I am the cause of all his suffering. I hope I can just accept all the pain he feels.

“I’m sorry …” I whispered repeatedly in his ear.

He moved away from me a little and I saw the swelling in his eyes. He stroked my cheek so I closed my eyes. “Why were you saying sorry, Ivan? It’s all my fault. I ruined your life so I should be the one to apologize. Our life wouldn’t be like this if it wasn’t for me. So I should be the one to apologize …”

I was shocked by what he said. Why was she blaming herself? How can she be this kind? How could I just ignore him then?

“I’m the one to blame for everything. Because I love you so much, I ruined your life. I’m sorry because I still came into my life. If I hadn’t-”

I cut him off and kissed him on the lips. I don’t want to hear him blame himself for what happened.

Then I put my arm around him and we watched the sunset together.

‘they said that, sunrise symbolizes a beginning and sunset symbolizes an ending …” he said so I turned to him smiling watching the sunset. “I just realized something. Any day above ground was a good day. Before you complain about anything, be thankful for your life and the things that were still going well …”

I just stared at him and my grip on him tightened even more. This was her, this was Rigella. She’s always positive when it comes to life.

I smiled and looked at the sunset. “Maybe … I’m just going to smile like nothing was wrong, talk like everything’s perfect, act like it’s all a dream, and pretend that it’s not hurting me anymore …” I whispered.

He frowned at me so I turned to him too.

“Hey, stop that pretend thingy, Ivan. Just feel the pain until it hurts no more. Just take it all out. I know it hurts to lose a child but we need to face it. A negative mind will never give you a positive life. .. “he preached to me so I smiled even more.

A moment of silence prevailed. I admire Rigella”s resilience.