BEEP
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Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
It was the only sound that I keep on hearing for the past hours. I haven't slept or ate or did anything at all...not even moving on the chair that I've been sitting on next to the beeping machine.
Beep.
Oh yeah, the beeping machine. I know that it's called a monitor for heartbeat or something but I'm more concerned about the reason why it's beeping than what it's actually called.
Beep.
There it goes again. A sound that splash me with a wave of relief because of the fact that I could still hear it beeping and a sledgehammer-hit on my chest as to why I'm still hearing it from the machine.
Beep.
Right...It's the only thing that helps me to know if the Little angel sleeping in the bed next to me is actually sleeping or ...you know... like what happens to those people whom are not sleeping but never get to open their eyes again.
Beep.
Well...it is still beeping so most probably the first one. Hopefully...
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
I was getting lost on the rhythm created by the beeping sound when I suddenly felt a soft skin slowly brush above my hand that was laying on the side of the bed.
With heavy eyes, I glanced on my hand to see another smaller one placed above it. From it, my eyes followed a trail to the arms connected to it, up to the shoulders. Lastly, I lock my sight on the face that was looking back at me, pasted on it is the most beautiful smile that god had ever given me to see.
" Mommy..."
I wanted to smile back on the one she gave me but it's hard to do it when you're also holding back your tears.
" You slept for quite too long ,love...you kinda... scared mommy there , huh?" I forced a chuckled to lighten up the mood but it didn't seem as convincing as I intendent it to be.
Her weak smile turned into a little frown when she scanned my face.
" How...how a-about y...you? ... did you get...t-to sleep?"
I carefully patted her head when I noticed that she was obviously struggling to talked.
" Don't worry about me , love . A-are you uncomfortable on your position? I could adjust the bed if you are" I Tried to change the subject, but my 6 year old daughter seems that she doesn't want to drop it just yet.
" yo-your doing it a-again... your avoiding m-my...question. You Promised to always tell me the ... t-truth, right..?" I was amazed on how she has a sharp memory for a very young age. That successfully brought a small smile on my face.
I was about to give a response when the I heard the door crack open and I turn my head to see who walked in and it was the doctor.
" Good morning ma'am....oh, it's seems that you're already up, good morning to you too little one" the doctor flashed a smile to her but by the tone of his voice , it's somewhat seems like it was forced or something. It gives off a bad vibe to me.
He went closer to me and lowered his voice for just the both of us to hear.
" I needed to tell you something ma'am... and I'm afraid that it's not good news" he whispered to me but still maintaining his fake smile to not make my daughter suspicious on what we're talking about .
That made me feel even worse.
" This is already the 3rd time she had a cardiac arrest and that's obviously dangerous for her age . I'm afraid that if she ever have a 4th one , she... she might not survive it this time around" He whispered to me.
" No,no,no, ... please do something about it doc" I whispered-yelled to him.
" I – I can't afford to lose her , she's the only family I have left. She can't–"
Beep-Beep-Beep-beep-beep.
I was cutted off by an alarming sound .
Beep-Beep-Beep-beep-beep.
... The beeping sound ... I totally forgot about it.
The doctor immediately did the procedure to save her and everything went fast.
There we're nurses and other hospital stuff that also went inside the room.
There were talking and... noises... it was all happening too fast.
The fact that I haven't took a sleep didn't help the stress I was having from all that's happening.
I just did the first thing that went to my mind. To hold her. It's all I can do.
As I approach and hold her left hand , her gaze landed to me and I felt my world crashing apart when I saw the sight before me.
"M-mommy... am I going...t-to be f...f-fine..?"
I want her to be...
She had to be...
I-I Really hope ... she'd be...
I tasted the salty tears as they flowed uncontrollably on my cheeks.
" Y-yes , you will L-Love"
I broke my promise... That was the very first lie I told her...
Beep-Beep-Beep...beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep..........
And also...the last one....
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