...the lady doctor explained the condition and dangers lurking over the patient , next twenty-four hours were critical all that now was needed were sincere prayers for her recovery, Hadid almost collapsed into a chair outside her room, Roman who was so sick and tired liked talking will he be able to hear her again, he watched people crossing the corridor and then towards the room and biting his lips hit himself on legs, death was better than a life of a cripple he recalled his mother used to say , he sobbing as th statement resonated in mind, he looked again at Roman s room,, death was not what he wished for his beloved, he would pray for Roman s long life, at least she will be before his eyes , he would see ger around, , touch her, she could cry over his shoulder, he will be her legs and support, he pleaded desperately praying for her to live, appealing to God to let her live
Roman regained consciousness, three days later she was shifted to her room, only Hadid was permitted to see her, just for five minutes, it was imperative that they remained calm for quick recovery
She kept on looking at Hadid , she didn't know how to help him out of stress, she couldn't see him break down, in eleven years of their marriage she had never before seen him so pathetic
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