Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

This morning, as usual after waking up, Mr. Collins took the small remote that was on the table near his bed and adjusted his bed to lift it up and make it a comfortable position.

The man then turned to his left, towards the window the nurse had opened earlier and saw the view of the park in the morning.

That was his activity every morning while in this hospital room.

Mr. Collins' gaze then shifted to the right when he heard someone open the door to his room.

A man with blonde hair wearing a doctor's uniform came in and approached Mr. Collins.

"Good morning, Mr. Collins. How are you today?" asked the man with a warm smile on his face that looked even more handsome even though he was nearing his forties.

"Same as usual," replied Mr. Collins expressionlessly. He felt his condition was the same as the previous days. However, that doesn't mean his condition has improved or that he feels well. So he couldn't say he felt good.

The male doctor smiled and began to examine the condition of the patient he had treated for a long time.

After he finished checking his state, he briefly explained the old man's state.

"Then, I'll excuse myself first," said the man, still with a friendly face.

"Doctor!" called Mr. Collins suddenly as the blonde doctor seemed to be leaving.

"Can you tell me the details about the surgery?" asked Mr. Collins, still expressionless.

The blond man's eyes widened, shocked at the words he never thought he would hear from his patient who had refused to undergo surgery, and had even given up on his life.

With a friendly smile, he then explained about the surgery, including the risks.

Mr. Collins fell silent when he heard that.

"Will I be in a coma again after doing that surgery?" asked Mr. Collins after a moment.

"There's a chance it could happen," replied the man who didn't want to give his patient a sweet promise.

Again, Mr. Collins was silent, his expression contemplative.

"Do you want to do the surgery?" asked the blonde doctor.

Mr. Collins remained silent, then nodded his head.

"Yeah, let's do that," said Mr. Collins who had made his decision.

After five consecutive days of being visited by his two active and adorable grandsons, the light that was once just a small light slowly began to illuminate his heart which was filled with darkness.

He thought there was nothing more he could do in this life.

But the two small little kids gave him a new purpose. There is still much he wants to do in this life, which is to play with his grandsons and make memories with them.

Even though Mr. Collins was still doubtful and scared about the surgery, he wanted to try to do it.

***

"Mommy, why did they bring grandpa?" asked Gabriel who was being held by Sarah's hand and saw several people in nurse uniforms surrounding his grandfather's bed and pushing him.

"Grandpa will be taken to the operation's room so that grandfather can become healthy," replied Sarah, turning to her son who was wearing a worried expression.

"Really? Can grandpa play with me when he's healthy?" he asked with a happy face.

Sarah nodded.

"Of course. Let's follow them too," said Sarah when the bed had come out from Mr. Collins' room and decided to go out and escort the man to the limit where the public could follow.

She then turned to Michael who was hugging Raphael and seemed to be comforting the little boy who looked worried, then to Mrs. Collins, who also looked worried, and called them to escort Mr. Collins.

It seemed that this was the first time they had seen a patient who was about to be brought to the operating table, so they thought that once the patient was taken out of his room, they could no longer follow him.

The two of them then immediately came out of the room and followed Mr. Collins who was brought by the nurses.

Not long after, a nurse suddenly stopped them. That's the only way they can follow the patients.

"Can we talk to the patient for a second?" asked Sarah politely.

The nurse nodded, then called her co-workers and they immediately stopped pushing and gave the patient's family a chance to talk to him.

"Steve is a great doctor. You're in good hands," Sarah said with a smile as her eyes met Mr. Collins's.

"Grandpa! Get well soon so you can play with me!" said Gabriel who stood beside Sarah and tiptoed his feet so he could see his grandfather's face clearly.

Mr. Collins, who had looked tense, smiled when he heard that. He then looked to his left which was already standing his grandson, son, and also his wife.

"Grandpa, don't worry! It won't hurt!" said Raphael who was in his Daddy's arms. Then he turned to his Mommy. "Grandpa won't have an injection, will he, Mommy?" he asked innocently.

Sarah nodded at the question while holding back a smile.

"Look? Did you hear that? You will not be injected!" said Raphael with a face that looked relieved, making the adults who were there smile at his innocent words.

"Dad, you will be fine! I will be waiting for you!" said Michael briefly, but his eyes looked teary. After all, he was very close to his father, and Michael was also nervous when his father was going to have surgery.

He knew it was a surgery that could cure his father, but still Michael was worried.

Meanwhile Mrs. Collins didn't say anything with an expression on her face that looked like she was holding back her tears. She was worried that if she said something, the tears she had been holding back since her grandsons were here would just come out.

However, Mr. Collins didn't mind that. The two of them just looked at each other, and already guessed what they had to say.

"We have to get the patient in immediately," said one of the nurses looking at the clock on the wall in front of her, then quickly pushed Mr. Collins' bed into the operating room.

As soon as the door was closed, suddenly a beep beep was heard. It was from Sarah.

Sarah then took out an object that made a sound.  It was her pager.

"Looks like I have to go," Sarah said after seeing the message.

Michael and Mrs. Collins nodded at that

Sarah then let go of her son's hand and said goodbye to her two little babies.

"Oh right, since the surgery is taking so long, you can't wait here with the kids," Sarah warned Michael.

She had no problem with her little babies coming to visit Mr. Collins because the old man's room was a VIP room.

However, here is an open space and children can catch diseases due to their low immune system.

After saying that, Sarah immediately go while running and they can't see her again.

"You should go and take the twins," said Mrs. Collins looking at Michael as soon as Sarah had left.

Michael just remained silent, his expression looked very doubtful. He also wanted to wait for his father, but he knows his kids shouldn't be here.

"I will call you when the surgery is over or something happens," continued Mrs. Collins with an expression still trying to hold back her tears.

Michael sighed, then nodded and hugged Gabriel with one hand and walked out of the place.

Once Mrs. Collins was left alone, the old woman, who had been trying to hold back her tears, finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

She just hoped that everything would be fine.

***

After putting the kids to bed, Michael went back to work in the living room with his laptop as usual.

His focus suddenly shifted from his laptop when he heard the bedroom door open, and Sarah came out of the room looking refreshed from having just had a shower, but her expression was different than usual.

The woman looked sad and Michael didn't know why she was feeling sad.

Today his father had surgery, and after a few hours, the surgery went well and they were just waiting for his father to wake up.

That was good news, so Sarah shouldn't be sad.

Then, does this have something to do with Sarah coming home late from the hospital?

Michael shook his head as he again tried to guess what had happened. He had promised not to do that, but it seemed that habit was very hard to break.

Maybe nothing happened, and Sarah was just exhausted. With such thoughts, Michael again tried to focus on doing his work.

However, Sarah's expression still bothered him and Michael tried to see what the woman was up to.

Michael's eyes widened when he saw Sarah sitting at the dining table, pouring his whiskey into her glass and drinking it.

Looks like his guess this time wasn't wrong, something had happened to Sarah.