Being a Dad to My Niece
Chapters 133. Baby Together
Chapter 133
Alva and Safira waited in an uneasy feeling. They hope the mother and baby can be helped. Women without this identity make them curious and wonder about his life story. Who wants them dead.
"nav ... Safira, you can enter for a while" said Annisa, a nurse in the ER.
Alva and Safira enter the operating room. It looks like the woman is lying down. The red baby is now in the hands of Doctor Rahma in a state of strong crying.
"I hope you can protect this baby at her mother's request. This woman is experiencing violence. Several ribs, a unionist, his left thigh, and arm were broken. The skulls on the back and the left side also had cracks" explained Dr. Ali, who was in the ER room. Recall the look of horror from the man's doctor's face.
"Not because it was hit by me, Doc?" ask Alva.
"No. The woman said your car didn't hit her body. He did get torment often and it just so happened that tonight he was able to escape from the place of confinement. Unfortunately he did not tell you who the perpetrator was, what was his name and address where the residence was? It seems like that person is not an arbitrary person. The proof is that this woman is very frightened and keeps it a secret" replied the doctor.
Alva and Safira were speechless, only tears could explain the feelings of the two of them. Alva grabs the red baby, then charges.
"We ask you to take good care of this baby. If anyone asks, just tell him he's your son" said Dr. Rahma.
"What?" Alva and Safira are stunned.
Doctor Ali, Dr Rahma, and the medical team that performed the cesarean section that night hid the whereabouts of the boy. They made a statement that the patient died with the baby due to blood loss and ruptured membranes. Doctor Ali as the son of the hospital owner was willing to take responsibility if something happened in the future. She had already made a video of the woman stating her request for help and informing her of her wishes.
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Alva looked at the tiny baby who was now in Sapphira's arms. The voice of the Adhan Fajr reverberated and they were still in the hospital area. After performing the worship as a Muslim, the two decided to go home with the baby.
The two young men still could not believe everything that had happened to them tonight. Not yet the matter of Intan solved, they had to get involved with a pregnant woman who was being chased by no one.
"What is this baby named for?" safira asked while looking at the tiny creature that was still red.
"Let's know, I don't think of a name in my brain right now" replied Alva.
A lot of things happened last night that made him in shock. It felt like Alva wanted to calm her brain and body right now.
As soon as Alva and Safira entered the apartment, Arshy looked pouty because all night was left alone there, without any news from them. However, the young girl's facial expression changed when she saw a baby in a sling by Safira.
"Whose baby is this? You two adopted her?" arshy asked with sparkling eyes as the little creature moved inside Sapphira's lap.
Alva also told them that something had happened to them since coming to the hospital to visit Intan, go home, and hit a pregnant woman and return to the hospital.
"Then, why didn't the mother give the baby to her father?" asked Arshy while looking at the baby who is now sleeping in his room.
"The woman did not tell who the baby's father was until he died. Brother suspects that the fate of this baby will also not be good if it is in the care of his father. If the woman believes the baby's father is believed to be able to look after and protect her, it must be asking us to hand this baby over to her, not to ask her brother and Safira to look after and protect her" Alva replied.
Arshy must-be understood the meaning of the brother. He will also definitely do the same with the mother of the baby if the child is in threat, will definitely keep him away.
"Can be. Because the entire body of the woman was bruised and broken bones. Doctor Ali said, it's a miracle under such conditions, she can keep her pregnancy even blurred" replied Alva.
Safira and Arshy goosebumps imagining it. A woman can be strong and great when it comes to the things she loves. Like the mother who loves and loves the baby, it can last until the end.
"Then, what's the name of this baby?" asked Arshy while looking towards Alva and Safira alternately.
Both shook their heads. No name came to their minds.
"What if you call him Alfie?" Arshy grinned widely.
"Alphi?" alva and Safira.
"Yes. Combined names of you two. Alva and Safi" Arshy said, laughing.
Finally they gave the name Alfi to the red baby. It was also seen that the baby did not protest when called by that name. If he protests, when called he will cry. It's an old-fashioned way to test what the baby agrees with the name given to him.
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Safira and Arshy are shopping hard for Alfi, they buy milk, baby clothes, toiletries, and baby cosmetics. Their shopping is very much especially diapers which are not in large quantities.
The three people were compact turn to look after and nurture Alfi. The baby lives in Safira's apartment unit. Arshy lives there too. Alva will look after or babysit the baby during the day and bring it in her room.
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"What condition has there been development?" asked Alva while fondling Alfi.
"Yet. He is still in a coma yet unconscious" Safira replied softly.
Safira's other friends also do not know what happened to Intan behind before the accident. Both of his parents reported this to the police. They believe that the accident that befell his daughter was caused by someone or not purely because of an accident.
"Pity your parents, Intan. They decided to move the Intan treatment to Bandung. Because they have jobs that cannot be left behind" Safira explained.
"Why are there so many cases of violence against women now, huh?" arshy muttering.
Alva thought there too. At the same time Intan had an accident, then his mother Alfi, also experienced physical violence until seriously injured and eventually died.
"That's why a woman should also be able to take care and protect herself" said Alva.
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