Chapter 227 - Hold On

"About that, I can explain. We both had a misunderstanding and it all had such fatal consequences that ended in a divorce. But when Lisa and I met and talked about it, trying to explain everything from both sides, we finally understood and forgave each other. I promise, I'll take care of Lisa and her desk in the future. I will not hurt Lisa or disappoint her again," Oscar explained bluntly. The man's gaze was honest even though Kumala was still somewhat suspicious of him.

The middle-aged woman was silent for a moment, reassuring her hunch that Oscar had changed and regretting all the bad things he had done to Lisa. Her maternal instincts began to appear when Oscar shifted his gaze at Kumala's haggard eyes with a regretful face.

Kumala patted Oscar's broad shoulder gently. A smile appeared on her lips as she said, "Oscar, after hearing your explanation, I won't have much to say. That's your problem with Lisa, and I'm grateful you and her can solve it in a peaceful way. I just hope that I can live in peace and safety. As long as my basic needs are met I'll have enough,"  Kumala replied softly.

"Miss, don't worry, I won't break my own promise to Lisa. And I won't hurt Lisa like I used to again," Oscar added steadily.

Not long after, Lisa came with the warm water that her mother asked for. She approached Kumala while she was still lying languidly in bed and suddenly, her stomach felt strange. There was a kind of stabbing pain from deep in her lower abdomen that made Lisa fall silent where she stood.

Seeing Lisa grimacing in pain, Oscar immediately approached her and helped her sit on the chair. He put the water that Lisa brought on the table and then gently stroked her back.

"Lisa, what's wrong with you? Shall I call a doctor?" Oscar started to panic, his brows knitted together.

"No, it doesn't matter. Looks like this is from a scar when I had a miscarriage. Ouch..." Lisa moaned, holding her lower stomach. The pain grew unbearably strong.

"Don't just say you're okay, you need to be checked! I'll call a doctor in a moment," Oscar replied, he almost rang the bell but his hand was already brushed off by Lisa.

"No, Oscar, it's okay. Mom... sorry, I've got the drink for you," Lisa got up from the chair and reached for the flask on the table. While enduring the pain in her stomach, Lisa shakily grasped the handle and then poured the contents into the glass.

Lisa accidentally dropped the glass filled with hot water until it hit Oscar's hand. The man was startled and groaned, it felt very painful.

"Oh my, Oscar! Forgive me! I didn't mean..." Lisa said hastily, she felt guilty.

"Relax, this is just a small wound. It's nothing," Oscar replied calmly. The man immediately shook his hand with the towel he wet in the bathroom.

Lisa approached her ex-husband guiltily. They had just made up, but then she made another mistake. Lisa patted her forehead a few times to take away her confused thoughts. She walked over to Oscar then tapped the man's broad shoulder and said, "Sorry I didn't mean to. I called the doctor so that your wound doesn't get worse,"

"Lisa, this is just a minor wound. My skin is blistered a little, you don't need to panic! You're the one that needs to be checked now! What if you have a problem with your womb?" Oscar insisted. His face was serious.

"You don't have to worry about me! This is not a problem. The pain only comes once in a while and then disappears later... Ah! Ouch!" Lisa groaned again as the pain gripped her womb.

Seeing Lisa moaning in pain made Oscar even more anxious and panicked. Without saying much, the man dragged Lisa out of room 101 and took her to the nurse station at the end of the hall.

The nurses immediately came and took Lisa to the obstetrician's office in a wheelchair. Lisa held her lower stomach which was still in pain while moaning incessantly. Cold sweat started pouring from behind her scalp and wetted her back and collar.

Arriving at the gynecologist, the doctor immediately took action on her. One of the nurses who pushed Lisa into the room then told Oscar to wait outside.

The man sat on the waiting chair with an anxious heart and an irregular heartbeat. His breath was a little short at the thought of the pain Lisa was feeling right now. Oscar couldn't keep calm sitting in the waiting chair for too long, so he got up and paced back and forth in front of the room. He hoped Lisa was all right. Oscar clasped his broad palms together and brought them closer to his lips. His eyes blinked several times then took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

After a few minutes passed, a nurse came out of the room and told Oscar to come in. He invited the tall man to sit down and face the obstetrician who had just treated Lisa.

"Mister, your wife is..." the Doctor said in English when he saw Oscar's unfamiliar figure.

"It's okay, just use Indonesian. I understand," Oscar replied quickly. His forehead was still wrinkled as he was increasingly worried about Lisa's condition.

"Okay, so... Your wife experienced trauma in the womb because she previously had a cesarean delivery. Not a serious injury but your wife should rest at home for a few days. I will give medicine to relieve the pain," the doctor explained.

"Does my wife need to be hospitalized?" Oscar asked back. His tone sounded more relaxed, but still anxious.

The doctor placed the stethoscope on the table. He put his palms together and then said, "No need, I just gave your wife anesthetic to rest all day here. When your wife wakes up,  she can come back and be treated for outpatient care,"

Hearing the doctor's explanation just now made Oscar's heart relieved. The nurse then took Lisa to a room to rest temporarily. The man followed the nurse then helped her push Lisa's wheelchair and propped her up on the bed.

The man looked at Lisa's sleeping face. She looked like she was in pain. Oscar did not have the heart to see her in this sad state. He took one of Lisa's tiny hands and pressed it against his cheek.

Without realizing it, tears fell from the corners of his clear ocean blue eyes. He blinked a few times to wipe his tears that were trickling down the bed sheets.

"Lisa, I hope you are all right.. Get well soon so we can reconcile," Oscar said softly.