(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Nama

Eyes that begin to tremble like a blink in a closed petal.

"Louise?"

The soft voice that called out sounded faint in his ears, fingers that began to show motion as if giving a response.

"Louise? Hey?"

The voice was still calling out trying to make her wake up even though she wanted to sleep for a while longer.

The green iris opened narrowed, the eyelids that were still in line were staring at the glare with the light of the lights on the ceiling of the room he occupied.

"Hey? Can you see me?" his words were reaching for the woman's hand while pecking her forehead several times.

Those green eyes were staring towards the man who was staring at her up close and a face that looked grateful looking at her.

The man gave a thin smile, he breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes glanced towards the clock that was clanking on the wall and looked round.

At 05:32 am

It was too early to wake up but the woman was conscious.

The pale lips and the whiter face seemed to be unable to say anything, his voice was still so hoarse and stuck in his throat.

"A.."

The soft voice opened from the still-dry-looking lips.

"They're safe, they're fine..."

"Thank you..."

Say the man who repeatedly kisses the forehead and cheeks of the woman who has given birth to her children.

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Rai Residence

Those bright eyes seemed to sparkle as soon as he heard that his sister-in-law had given birth.

As long as the woman is pregnant, she also waits and waits for her.

"When are we going to look at them? Louise's moving to the hospital?" her question was immediately railed with a question filled with excitement.

"Yes, we'll look up tonight. He's like he's staying in that hospital until he recovers" said the man who might want his sister to move to a different hospital after treatment.

"We'll be there? I want to see." said the woman who was still muttering with her thin smile.

"But as far as I know the time of her birth isn't now, is it? There are still a few weeks left according to the schedule promised." said a little confused.

"Maybe the contraction is strong so in surgery now" said Clara, who was full of positive thoughts because she was happy.

"I think there's something going on, even if the contractions are strong but he's not going to the hospital other than the schedule he's making" the man replied, taking a breath.

Clara said nothing, she kept quiet and looked at the man who was about to go to work.

"I go first, take good care of yourself" said the man who kissed his soft lips with a coral-colored lipstick.

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Hospital

Those green eyes now turned in all directions, there was no baby basket near her at all.

"Where are? You didn't lie about them, did you?" ask her who can now speak and say what she wants to say.

"Incubators, they still need more attention with the doctors" said James who remained sitting next to his woman.

"If you can walk we'll see them together" the man continued with a smile on his wife.

Louise did not reply for a moment, she was silent with her face that seemed to want to talk about something.

"Like her we have to talk about Bianca's attitude," said Louise who certainly has not forgotten why she could give birth sooner than she should.

James was silent for a moment, he looked at the serious-looking face.

"Maybe because he's a kid, you know kids sometimes don't know what they're playing" he said, as if it's still understandable.

Louise took her breath, thinking that maybe her husband didn't know anything because he wasn't in the same place.

"Well, let's just say he's a kid and he's being naughty because he's spoiled. It's natural, everyone has their time of delinquency." the woman's reply was unsettled about the mischievous attitude of children because they are still beings who do not understand the sort of mistakes.

"But there are delinquents that can still be considered only as small children and outrageous delinquency must also be straightened out" he continued.

The man did not say anything more, indeed this time his daughter was too much for endangering his own mother and sister but he had also told her.

"You know? What's the kid doing? He punched me in the stomach and then laughed when he saw the blood, he jumped up and cheered happily saying his sister was dead, it wasn't something natural for a little boy." his words know to what extent the jealousy of children is normal.

"I'm going to scold her, and this time I'm going to make sure she won't attack her sister again" said James, who no longer offered any defense.

"The kid needs a psychologist, he's acting out of the way in general and there may be personality disorders" said Louise, who wants to take her daughter directly to her experts.

"Do you think She's crazy? Your kid?" his words were staring at the wife when she heard he wanted to bring her to the psychologist.

"No, She's like sociopath girl maybe even more?" louise answered her husband.

"Yes, I think because he was a child so he acted impulsively and did not think about the consequences of his actions" replied the man who had been silent for a while.

"I'll make an appointment with a psychologist later so-"

"But I hope you also don't forget that he's been through some bad things first, kidnapping, torture inside of him and neglect of you." keep the man staring at the wife.

Louise flinched, her lips silenced for a moment with a tongue.

"You're gonna say that then he needs a psychologist, right? I've been giving it away, even for a long time, you probably don't know because you're not with her. He just returned cheerful again." said his who also did not forget how the condition of his daughter when traumatized first.

"He was afraid of everyone and couldn't even talk at all, he couldn't even lift his face" she continued.

The woman remained silent without saying a word.

"And you don't know that because you didn't really care about him, did you?" James was telling me right on his target.

He knew it was not a bad thing to take his daughter to a child psychologist to guide her with an attitude that might be better.

But he was afraid that the condition in which his little princess was again destroyed was repeated, so he let everything his daughter did be right or wrong.

That's fine, as long as that cheerful and pretty smile is on that adorable face.

"On Bianca let me take care of her, I'll make sure she won't hurt her sister again or make you sick, I promise." James told his wife once again.

"What's? What are you gonna do? James's? Actually, what kind of way did you educate her?" the woman asked.

Throughout the speech he listened to, he caught something if he should not interfere in the upbringing and upbringing for his daughter.

The man was silent for a moment, he took his breath and let out his breath softly.

"I just want the kid to grow up well, he knows his mistakes and feels guilty, so..."

"For this time only, let him one time. If I can't educate her, you can use all the upbringing you want." she told the wife.

"Those kids, this time I'm going to run my role for them so don't bother" said the man.

It is not a compulsion and an inducement to let the actions of his daughter but somehow the man also like to corner his attitude first that ignored and ignored his own daughter so to be educated and the care of the man who knows better and is more entitled.

"Yes, I also want you to carry out the role of mother well" said her smiling voice as she managed to control her woman in the direction she wanted.

....

Clamps!

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

A voice immediately greeted the door was opened, tiny legs that immediately ran up to the woman who was still asleep in the patient's bed.

"Mommy..."

"Sorry..."

"Huhuhuh..."

That adorable round face seemed to cry immediately upon seeing her, his tiny legs and hands went up trying to climb onto the bed of the patient's mother and wanted to hug her but she could not because her small body was still so short.

James looked at the tiny creature who went up to his mother's bed but could not, he lifted her up and sat her down next to the woman who was still using the infusion.

Greb!

"All!!!"

"Mommy ma. sorry..."

"Don't die, huhu..."

Like a lizard attached to the wall the little girl hugged tightly to the mother until the infusion in her hand was attracted and almost uprooted.

Louise still did not say anything, she was silent for a moment and honestly she was a little afraid of her own daughter who was out of her control and even still had the support of her father.

"Huhuhuh..."

"Ma. sorry Myy..."

His cry that still hugged the mother tightly but the needle infusion that was pulled was justified by James so that his blood did not rise.

"Dian?"

"Bianca?"

Call her while releasing a little hug from her daughter.

The round face still looked puffy, eyes that were still swollen from crying all night and stopped only while asleep.

"James? Can you bring me something? I'm thirsty" said her who glanced for a moment at her husband to leave because he wanted to talk to his daughter.

"Yes, wait 5 minutes I'll be back" she said, staring at the woman.

The eyes with green irises still did not let go of her sight until her husband completely walked out of the room.

"Mommy sorry..."

The little girl looked at her with her adorable face and looked scared of losing her mother.

His round eyes are still red and puffy, maybe swollen?

We cry before we go to sleep and when we wake up weep again.

"Dear dear Mommy?" tanya who stared and wiped the tears on the round cheeks.

One nod that seemed so obvious and certainly answered based on his visible desire.

"Yes, Mommy also loves Bian because Mommy loves Bian, Bian must love her baby sister later?" he said to his little princess.

"Mommy and Daddy love Bian, so the baby's sister is no one dear. So pity her baby sister later, means then it should be her dear Bian right?" ask her daughter.

The little girl just nodded without a fight because she wanted the mother, the mother she loved so much and not even how long she felt her affection.

"But.." said the woman softly.

"If Bian is naughty and makes something sick like that baby Bian's sister or a pet or maybe Bian's friend, Mommy will go" he told the little girl.

Those brown eyes immediately rounded to see the mother.

"Bian ain't no naughty Myy! Huhuhoo!" her cries that broke again heard the mother's words that for her like a threat.

"Then Bian became a good boy, Mommy didn't want to see something like this twice. Understood?" his words told his daughter that.

The round eyes nodded to see the mother, she did not understand but she obeyed because she did not want the mother who for her something pleasant was suddenly gone.

"Now try to repeat? Bian what to do?" ask the little girl.

"Smooth dear sister, delicate affectionate animal, delicate affection equal temen." said her shrill who was still crying.

Louise patted her hearing, if she was the only one whose mother could get such mischief what else was the moment when her daughter was angry with her animal or her friend?

His feelings are still uproarious and honest from the bottom of his heart he feels a little afraid of his own child.

Indeed, the little girl came from his blood but he seemed not to know her at all even though the child was still five years old.

...

Incubator tubes that show the two tiny babies who still have red skin color and eyes that are even in line.

A bald, round head and clenched hands behind the glass case.

The woman seemed to be smiling faintly, her eyes staring towards her two sons who looked fine.

So even with the man who was holding his little daughter, he looked happy and happy to look at the two tiny babies who did not yet have that name.

"Cock brother Bian ugly? Not millipedes with Daddy.." chirped his little mouth suddenly which of course he thought his little sister would come out and instantly had a thin beard and mustache like the father.

"Bian.." said Louise to her little daughter.

"Yes Myy? Bian is dear sister." said her who said what she wanted to hear her parents but her lips still pout.

"Yes, Bian dear sister ya." said her who rubbed the tiny head that was in her husband's arms.

Bianca nodded, she looked towards her mother in comparison looking towards her baby sister.

"Mommy was Mommy Bian, right?" her question was staring at the woman once more.

Louise took a nosedive, and the adorable beautiful face immediately looked towards her two baby sisters again.

"I've made a name for them, we use the one I made? Or do you have a name you want to give me?" james asked the woman who was still looking at the tiny creature that was still sleeping.

"Name? Actually I'm gonna do something, so we can give you her name later?" her words answered her husband's questions.

"Whatis that? I should know, right?" james looked at the wife.

"Ehhhm..."

"That's... Actually I'd like to give one of our kids' names to Clara, so one of them let her make her name." her words were shrivelled which had not even said it before her to her husband.

"Why should he give us the name of our son?" asked James.

"Yes, you know what? She couldn't have children, more or less had such a condition so I.." said her softly who stared at her husband.

James let out a soft sigh, "Yes already, after all just a name right?"

"Yes, and what if we let one in their same adoption" said the woman who said something that exceeded her husband's plans again.

She said so because during her pregnancy her sister-in-law was so enthusiastic about her womb.

"What is that addiction?" ask Bianca who certainly heard it because it is still in the sling of the father.

"The adoption was the same as the love of one of Bian's baby sisters to Uncle Louis," replied Louise who was staring at her daughter.

Those round eyes seemed to think for a moment, "Oh? If it's the baby's sister just love it all to Uncle Uwis! Oops!" the little girl immediately shut her mouth when she let go showed that she still did not want her baby sister.

James let out a sigh but he did not say a word agreeing to the second proposal.

"We'll talk about this later" said the man who could not answer directly.

Because even if adopted by the closest person, and not brought to move to a distant place will still be different.

His son may not be using his last name and he who likes all his children will have to rethink.

"Yes" replied Louise.

...

The woman with long wavy hair and skin that had a milky white color was instantly excited to hear her.

"Name? Can I give them names? Don't I mean one of them?" his excited question looked towards the person he looked at.

"By Tan, you can also take it with you." said Bianca who sat near the beautiful aunt while looking at the beautiful hair tie.

"Eh? Do you mean Bian bial Aunt is there a nemenin? Aye right?" his words were directly rectifying the speech that is still often bablas when he saw the gaze of the mother.

Clara smiled, she pulled the tiny body and kissed her round cheeks.

"Yes, you can name one of them." replied Louise who gave her a smile.

Louis did not say anything, but he glanced at his sister's husband who seemed to not comment and sat on the sofa in the room.

"What's going on? Shouldn't it be that you didn't give birth in this time?" ask her sister.

Louise was silent for a moment, she gazed towards her daughter instantly changing in her expression as well as her husband upon hearing the question from her uncle.

"I accidentally fell," he said softly to the older brother with a faint smile.

"Sorry Myy." said Bianca.

Clara looked towards the little girl who was on her lap.

"Beautiful Aunt why the lethargy?" clara asked as she held the round cheek.

Louise looked towards her daughter, then looked towards her sister-in-law again.

"So now you can think of a good name" he told Clara.

"Yes, I will make a good name later." replied Clara with a bright smile because she could name the baby and of course the baby was safe from her fears.

The fear and anxiety that surrounds her about the negative thoughts of her husband's cheating child, because she knows the child is purely from her own sister-in-law.