Between Hope and Loss

Here is the English translation:

Victoria, Randy's mother, immediately rushes in with a worried expression. "Oh God, Randy!" she cries in panic.

My mother follows shortly after, her face pale seeing Randy's condition. "Aisha, what happened?"

I sob, clutching Randy's arm tightly. "I-I don't know, Mom. Suddenly Randy woke up and called my name, but then he started convulsing," I explain frantically.

Victoria approaches, trying to hold Randy's body that's still writhing uncontrollably. "Quickly call the doctor! Randy needs immediate attention!" she orders the nurses who start arriving.

I cry uncontrollably, praying in my heart for Randy to be okay. However, the fear of losing him resurfaces, filling my entire mind. I can't imagine life without Randy by my side.

"Randy... please, don't leave me..." I whisper softly, my hand trembling as I touch my lover's increasingly pale face.

The atmosphere in the room is filled with panic and worry, waiting for medical help to arrive to save Randy's life.

Shortly after, a doctor along with several nurses quickly rush into the room. Seeing Randy's worsening condition, they immediately take over the handling.

"Nurse, prepare the necessary equipment! We need to treat this patient immediately," the doctor orders firmly.

I try to stay by Randy's side, but a nurse quickly stops me. "I'm sorry, Miss. You have to leave this room. We need to perform medical procedures immediately."

"No, I want to stay here with Randy!" I exclaim, trying to resist.

However, my mother, who has been hugging me tightly, quickly intervenes. "Aisha, listen to the nurse. We have to let them work. Come on, let's wait outside," she gently persuades.

Although reluctant, I finally let myself be led out of the room by my mother and Victoria. From outside, we can hear the busy sounds of doctors and nurses performing various medical procedures to save Randy.

We hear them checking Randy's pulse, then giving him oxygen through a tube attached to his nose. They also carefully examine his wounds, cleaning them and applying bandages. I can imagine how worried they are seeing Randy's severe condition.

My heart races quickly, anxiety and fear enveloping me again. I can't imagine what will happen to Randy.

Shortly after, the room door opens wide, revealing Randy lying unconscious, being hurriedly pushed by several nurses towards the operating room.

The lead doctor immediately approaches us. "Patient's family, we need to perform surgery immediately. The patient is experiencing very serious internal bleeding, and there are also indications of damage to vital organs. We will do our best to save him."

Hearing this explanation, Victoria immediately grabs the doctor's hand with a pleading look. "Please, Doctor. Do your best for my son. Save him," she begs hopefully.

The doctor nods firmly. "We will do our best. Please pray for the patient's safety," he says before rushing back to follow the medical team carrying Randy.

The three of us look at each other with faces filled with fear and anxiety. Tears continuously flow down my cheeks. I desperately want to be by Randy's side again, holding his hand, giving him strength.

"Randy... hang in there, dear. You have to be strong," I whisper softly, as if my prayer could reach where Randy is.

My mother and Victoria are equally anxious. We hug each other, trying to strengthen one another amid the fear of losing the person we love most.

My feelings become more chaotic as we follow the medical team to the operating room. Outside the room, we can only wait without certainty, continuously praying for Randy's safety. My heart feels shattered, unable to imagine what's happening in there.

Suddenly, I see a small gap in the operating room window. Without thinking, I immediately approach and peek through that hole, hoping to see Randy's condition.

What I see inside makes my heart seem to stop beating. Randy lies on the operating table, his injured body exposed under the glaring lights. Doctors and nurses move quickly around him, wearing masks and sterile clothing.

I see them carefully opening Randy's abdomen, looking for the source of bleeding. Blood flows profusely, making the doctors work faster. I see them stitching something, perhaps damaged blood vessels, clearly trying to stop the unceasing bleeding.

A doctor appears to be examining Randy's vital organs, while others are busy monitoring his heartbeat through a monitor. I can see the lines on that monitor moving up and down unstably.

Suddenly, I hear panicked voices from inside. "His blood pressure is dropping drastically! We need to act fast!" one of the doctors exclaims.

They immediately take action, giving Randy blood transfusions and medications through an IV drip. I see how they struggle hard to save my lover's life.

After peering for a while, I feel I can't bear to watch anymore. The sight is too painful, making me feel helpless. I slowly back away, tears flowing heavily down my cheeks again.

"Randy... please, hang on," I whisper softly, falling to sit on the floor with a trembling body.

My mother and Victoria quickly approach me, hugging me tightly. The three of us are immersed in deep sadness and anxiety, hoping for a miracle to happen to Randy.

After what feels like an eternity of waiting, the operating room door finally opens. A doctor with a tired face steps out, approaching us with heavy steps. My heart pounds fast, hoping to hear good news.

However, the doctor's expression makes my hope vanish instantly. In a soft and careful voice, he says, "I'm sorry... we tried our best, but Randy didn't make it. He... has passed away."