I woke up a little confused, looked around and it was a different room. When I looked to the side, I saw my husband's face. Blinking slightly, I once again saw that Edwards was now looking into my eyes with a smile.
"You're awake, how was the helicopter ride while sleeping?" He asked in a very relaxed tone, I still haven't answered what he asked. I still look into his eyes and think, am I dreaming?
"Honey, is this a dream?" I asked again, and he laughed once more.
"Come on, I'll help you wake up, this isn't a dream. You've arrived at the hospital, saw your husband's handsome face. And we're together now, are you happy?" he asked, hearing that the first thing I did there was holding his face.
"It's you, my husband? Gosh.. it's you!." I screamed loudly, then immediately hugged him quickly. a little tight, but not too tight. because I know at this time his body is not too strong for me to hold. Because I'm sure the wounds on his body still haven't dried.
