In the late seven hours

All that could be heard was the sound the sirens of the police cars and ambulance at exactly 2:00 am past midnight. In just like a blink of an eye, a whisper of smoke, the police has tapped a yellow tape round the scene with a 'do not cross' sign on it, a kind of scene where victims are involoved, a kind of scene where accident has occurred. A kind of scene where all powers and energy of the police are needed. A kind of scene where actions moves in order and uniform. A kind of scene where care, thoughtfulness, restraint and haste is shown. A kind of scene whereby the only goal is to save.

And then,..

Trays of beds have been rolled for exactly three victims, applying oxygen for the unconscious bodies and put into the ambulance and with a swift, the ambulances left to the hospitals.

At that night, the guardians of the victims were found and alerted, and in a hurry, every family came to save his family.

And,

The first body was really injured and couldn't be saved, which caused a lot of cries and shouts in the hospital from the persons family.

As for the two others,

In there, inside the hospital rooms laid the two unconscious bodies framed with oxygen and rolled with some bandages. Tears out of nowhere started gushing out off Claire Ali's eyes, as he watches one of his precious persons' taken to the ICU centre and one in a room being treated.

His thoughts drifted thinking how he could live without them. He was once again afraid of losing someone, he is  really afraid of losing them, not again. He can't cope losing another soul that is very important to him. All he does is pray, pray to his god, pray to Allah to give them shifaa.

He fought back the tears fighting to come out of his eyes as he waited for the doctors result impatiently. He walked back and forth until the receptionist asked him to calm down and assured him that everything would be alright. That's when he got the strength to sit down but that didn't stop him from taping his legs continuously and chewing his fingers anxiously.

Time passes real fast, it's almost four am and yet nothing, no result. He impatiently watches as nurses , doctors kept pacing around grabbing to this equipment to that, as for the other victim in the ICU, the lights hasn't gone off yet and no doctor came out.

3:50am, nothing

4:00am. And that's when the light of the ICU went off. The doctor in green uniform came out same as the doctor in blue. He abruptly stood up to reach them,

"How are they, how is my family" Claire Ali asked in fuss

"The body in the ICU fails to respond, we have done everything possible, the person is alive, the person has fractured the bones in the arms and some bones in the ribs and also had hit the head real hard that caused arrest to the brain tissues which has impaired its ability to function If the body fails to respond in 5hours time, then am afraid the person may not live, for it has lost a lot of blood" The doctor in green caot spoke

"For the person there in the room is fine and alive. The brain had to shut down due to the force of the head hitting the ground whereas the heart skipped for the tension,fright and shock . nothing is wrong with the person. The person may regain consciousness soon, but if it take time. Then that means the heart is still at shock and it might leads to Coma or should I say stupor."

Claire Ali listened very carefully as the information digests in him. What the doctors are trying to say is that there is every possibility that they won't live...

And that information sucked him. It left him off guard.

No, no this can't be happening, I couldn't save her, then I wont lose this time. With the grace of Allah.

"You are telling me you can't save one of them, this is rubbish. Do everything possible and save my family!!" Claire yelled at them annoyingly.

"Sir we have done..."

"You have done not hard enough, if you can't save them, then I would call my doctor" he cutt them off and went to have a call with his Secretary telling her to get him a doctor as soon as possible

And as he applied, the doctor came in less that thirty minutes.

"In there sir" the doctors showed the doctor the patients and he started to work.

He went in the mosque and prayed his subh prayer. He prayed to his god with everything he had. After reading some verses of some surahs in the Qur'an he went back to the hospital hoping to get a good news.

"Dad" one of his daughters ran to him and hugged him crying

"Shhh...its okay ,its going to be alright. InshaAllah they are going to save them" he assured his daughter as he waited patiently for the doctors to reveal the result.

What he still didn't understand is that, he didn't know who of his family is in the ICU , is it his wife who's possibility of death is high or is it his daughter?

Who among them?, is it his wife or one of his daughters.

In the early seven hours

Maryam and Islams conversations

As we continue....