Abubakar's POV
After taking a shower and changing , I went straight back to the hospital. I couldn't eat even when I was asked to.
I just wanted to see my wife and support her. I still can not believe I lost my child. My own blood.
If I am feeling this way, I wonder how she's feeling. I have to be strong for her, even though it's killing me from the inside.
It has been long since I heard a sad news as this one. The last one was when my maternal grandmother died. She died of cancer. She suffered a lot.
We entered the hospital and went towards the private waiting room where our parents and siblings were.
We were sitting down in the waiting room when the doctor said she's awake and we can see her.
I went there first because I was eager and I was happy our families gave us the privacy
