A WARM MILK COFFEE
Thirty

SPECIAL POV AGARISH

I'm really going crazy right now. This is all too fast. I'm still shocked by what just happened to Yasmin, my wife.

I'll take down anyone who dares to harm Yasmin. Just look I'm gonna make him suffer his whole life.

It's been an hour ago I paced in front of the delivery room. Those damn doctors haven't come out of there yet.

How are my wife and son? Are they okay?. Akkhhhh can go crazy now.

Drapp drapp drapp

The sound of footsteps in the hospital hall made me turn my head, and there was Allen running towards me.

"Where's Yasmin!?" His impact was close to me.

"There's inside" I replied briefly.

"You did him huh! You're what a brash he is!" Allen pulled the collar of the shirt I was wearing. Her face was now in turmoil, her tears flooding her cheeks.

"I'm sorry Len I can't take care of Yasmin" I said, giving in.

"Emang from a long time ago you have never been becus take care of Yasmin! . Sorry I used to tell you where Yasmin was. If he stays there, there won't be anything like this. You insolent Agarish brash" I just kept quiet when Allen let out his emotions at me.

It's true that this is all my fault. I'm not really looking after Yasmin, all I've done is keep hurting her.

"It's over" Allen walked away from me and chose to sit in the waiting chair.

"Who pushed him?" Allen asked after we had been quiet for a long time.

"I don't know Len. But take it easy, my people are already investigating about this accident" Allen simply nodded. I didn't think that he would be this late, even though he had a tantrum.

I don't know how Allen's relationship with Yasmin is. Even I think Allen understands Yasmin better than I do.

Before long the operating room opened, revealing the doctor who had just come out.

"How's my wife and son doc?" I asked quickly.

"Father's son was born safe and his gender is male" I nodded, I already knew that. " Then your wife is unconscious, still in critical condition"

My knees feel boneless. I threw it on the cold hospital floor. Allen helped me stand up.

"Don't look like Agarish, remember you're a father now. Let's see your kids"

I nodded my head and walked slowly to Yasmin's ward.

I froze looking at the tiny baby being held by the nurse. It is undeniable that his face is very similar to mine. I closed my mouth so as not to make any crying sounds.

"You want to carry your father?" Ask sister. I just shook my head. I dare not touch her.

My gaze now turned to Yasmin who was lying weakly on the bed. I approached her and let my son who started whining in the nun's arms.

"Take to the nurse's room, my friend is still shocked by the current situation" Allen ordered the nurse holding our child.

"Yasmin woke up" I kissed her warm hands. His face was pale. He must have been in pain so he couldn't make a sound at all on the way here.

"Why again do you have to be sick Yas. I should have been hurt, not you. It's enough since you've been hurt. I'm sorry" I'm stuck by her bedside.

"Yasmin is strong Aga, so just pray that God will help his life" Allen said in a trembling voice.

I know he's just as worried about me, but he pretends to be strong.

I felt slapped hearing Allen's advice. I shouldn't be like this. Yes, Allen said, I will be strong for my son and for Yasmin. I got up and walked into the baby's room.

After asking the nurse for permission, I was finally taken to a baby box containing a small baby that was still red.

My hand trembled slightly when the nurse gave it to me.

"Be careful, hold it, sir" said the nurse. I just nodded my head.

"Hello son of a father" I said in a trembling voice. My hand is stroking her little cheek.

Ahh he is very handsome, very suitable with the color of his skin that is slightly darker than me. It turned out that she took some of her mother's skin color, but her face could not be denied almost exactly like mine.

"Healthy well son. We pray together to heal quickly. Let you can also be carried with you mama, okay?" As if understanding what I was saying, his lips slightly opened and then smiled.

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Ahh it's been six months since Yasmin lay in the hospital.

That was how long he slept. His critical period was past, but he was still reluctant to wake up. The doctor said Yasmin should be fine, only that her body refused to wake up.

One more fact that makes me almost not believe. It's about Yasmin.

One day Allen came to me and told me their origins. I didn't believe his nonsense at first, but looking at every piece of evidence Allen gave made me finally choose to believe him.

He said Yasmin and himself were from another world, so their souls had changed with the body souls they were using today.

Because Allen also strongly believes that in fact Yasmin is now returning to his world first, so he was not aware until now.

It was only fitting that the once meek Yasmin suddenly turned into a contemptible girl. It turned out that he had exchanged souls for not being able to face the old me.

Actually I don't have a problem with that. I actually like Yasmin better than she used to. Although it is clear because of my attitude that Yasmin chose to exchange souls.

But to be honest I've fallen in love with Yasmin now. Even though I've never told her the truth. At that time I was not sure of my feelings, until I was faced with the current situation. Because of this, I became aware of my own feelings.

I'm actually freaked out right now. What if Yasmin refuses to come back here? What if he can't handle my attitude and chooses to go like the old Yasmin?

I really can't stand God.

Ah one more, the culprit who pushed Yasmin that morning was Bram. I was really angry with him. When in pursuit by the police he prefers to crash his body into a train that is on the move rather than apologize let alone jail. That's his way of mind.

"Don't daydream "the clap on my shoulder made me wake up from daydreaming.

"Dad?" Yes he is my father. We have now made up.

That day when my parents found out that Yasmin was in a coma, they rushed to the hospital. Mamah was so hysterical back then, she was hit just like me. That's when my father came to strengthen us both.

He came to me and apologized for his past mistakes. I who was tired finally chose to forgive just as Yasmin requested before she was unconscious.

From being pregnant he always told me to make up with my dad, especially after the 7 monthly event that day. He kept urging me to make up again.

I who was tired and wanted to grant Yasmin's request finally chose to forgive father.

"Rest, son, go home. Since Theo was crying all the time, maybe he wanted you to carry" I looked at Yasmin for a moment and nodded my head.

"Titip Yasmin yah Yah"

"Daddy guard, it's been there go see your son"

I left Yasmin's room to go home. Theodoric Moracco, the name I gave to our son.