Big Boss Wife
Chapter 166
ZAYN
My baby's tiny body has been stretched stiff. I carried him to the funeral myself. Had I been able to pay anyone to live it, give it a longer life with me, I would have definitely exchanged all the treasures I had to save his life.
No. gabe. It's all too late. There's nothing I can do but hide it. As his father, my last duty is to bury him properly.
Honey, good-bye. Our time is short, but can we meet again in heaven.
I cradled a small body that weighed at birth not up to a kilo gram. My little man, will rest in peace. God loves him more. Oases.
Little by little, mounds of earth began to cover the little baby's body. I've let go, and I've also delivered her to her final resting place. Now, what I have in mind is, how do I tell Dera?
"Patience, Boss." The Emperor's assistant patted me on the shoulder.
"Prophet Zayn, Dera must be sadder, and you should be able to strengthen her" Arsen said.
I just nodded. It's true that Dera's condition is more important than my feelings.
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After coming home for a shower and taking Dera's clothes, I went back to the hospital. As of this afternoon, there has been no news of the condition of Dera and our other children.
"Boss is it okay for me to stay?" asked the Assistant Emperor who led me to the hospital.
"Yes, you go home." I opened the car door and immediately walked in feeling alarmed.
If Dera's conscious, how do I say our son's death? Where should I start?
"The senses aren't conscious yet, Ma?" I asked my mother-in-law.
"Not yet, has the funeral finished?"
I'm nodding.
Mama came out to see her grandchildren. It's just me and Dera in this ward.
"Queen, are you still sleepy? Don't you want to get up and hug me?" I kissed her forehead for a long time.
That beautiful face was still sleeping in her sleep. My feelings are so unreasonable, what if he can't be conscious anymore?
I sat beside him, confirming the blanket covering his body.
"You're great, you must be strong." I sat on the chair while holding his hand.
"Queen, are you conscious?" ask me, then kiss her forehead.
"Sister." Dera's voice sounded weak, probably because his strength had not fully recovered.
"Queen, I'll call the doctor first." I pressed a special button that was meant to call medical personnel.
"Sister, what is our son? I want to see" said Dera.
"They're still in a special room, baby, we can only see from behind the glass, later if you've recovered, we're going there." I smiled to calm Dera's mind.
"What kind of sex is Kak, story." Dera smiled, although her voice was still weak, but I knew she was very happy.
"The first and second are men, the third and the fourth are women."
"God is really fair, brother."
I just smiled faintly, and then the doctor and nurse came to check on Dera.
Along with Dera's finished checkup, the mother-in-law returned from the NICU room, where our babies were being cared for.
"Where's my mom from?" ask Dera.
"Mama just looked at your babies" replied Mama.
I took a deep breath, Dera would soon ask about our son.
"Not taking pictures of them? What are they as big as Ma? I really want to see them." Dera grabbed his mother's hand.
Mama and I exchanged lyrics. Dera had just come to her senses, was she able to accept this bitter reality?
"Em, mama didn't bring the phone. Zayn, tell Dera yes. Mom wants to call papa first." Mama walked quickly, her hands rubbing tears as she turned her back to Dera.
"Mom why Sis?"
I grabbed Dera's hand. He lowered his heavy head when he looked into his eyes.
O God, strengthen my wife's heart.
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