Concubine BADASS
End of the Struggle

Valentino, who was supposed to hold an important meeting today, canceled his meeting to follow Dior in the hospital.

He doesn't know anything yet, Hermes just gave a message to his assistant with a strong tone of command whatever happened Valentino had to come to the hospital.

“Why I don't feel good,“ murmured.

Then he tried to contact Amelia and ask about her first wife's situation. And Amelia said that Dior had left the morning after Valentino left for work.

Valentino was getting more upset, he contacted Bi Tuti at the villa and it turned out that Bi Tuti was coming to the hospital for helping Chanel there.

“What exactly is it?“ valentino's murmur nipped his temple.

“Add speed!“ his orders were then on Yuda who was driving the car.

“In front of severe jams, Boss. Looks like there was an accident!“ sahut Yuda observed the streets.

Unwilling to wait, Valentino exits the car and runs in search of a motorcyclist who can take him to the hospital through traffic jams.

With some money finally someone wants to take Valentino to the hospital by passing through the alleys of rats.

“Thank you,“ said when he arrived.

Valentino immediately ran towards the receptionist to ask the patient on Dior's behalf. And the receptionist informed me that Dior was currently in the operating room.

Valentino's heart was pounding more and more, he quickly headed to the operating room where Chanel was crying in Bi Tuti's arms while Hermes was sitting lethargic with his face down.

“What really happened?“ asked Valentino gusar.

Hermes straightened up and stood up to Valentino. “Sign in to the operating room, Dior needs you now!“

The words of Hermes seemed to be the answer to the question after question in his head. Valentino was convinced that Dior had been deceiving him all along, remembering why every night his wife seemed to keep her distance from him. Sometimes the old Dior in the bathroom must be holding back his pain alone.

“Val__“ call Dior weak when seeing her husband approaching.

Valentino lowered his head and kissed his wife without a word coming from his mouth.

“Val, our baby boy. I gave him the name Louis, he would definitely be handsome like you!“ dior again.

Valentino just nodded his head with teary eyes.

“Do you love me, Val?“ ask Dior.

“Of course I love you,“ replied Valentino quickly.

“Now give that love completely to Chanel, you don't have to share your love anymore!“

Dior smiled with tears in his eyes, he was unable to speak anymore because it felt like he saw a light that had picked him up.

“Sayang__“ call Valentino when you see his wife's eyes start to shut.

“Please, survive! You don't want to see our baby?“

Dior had closed his eyes but still heard Valentino's faint-hearted voice. Her tears kept dripping, she felt the pain she had been enduring all this time come off slowly.

When the baby has managed to get out, that's when the heart detector that was previously installed in the body of Dior displays a long line indicating that it has ended the struggle so far.

The sound of crying filled the room, the baby who was born prematurely was even his weight was not up to 2kg. After cleaning, the baby is placed into an incubator for further observation.

Doctors and nurses have given the best treatment possible but the Almighty wills others.

Valentino fluttered in his place, he continued to kiss his dead wife's face. It felt like he wanted to get angry but was confused as to who he was finally trying to accept the decision that Dior had taken. Lastly he kissed his wife's forehead and whispered. “Peace in heaven, Honey. I will take good care of and take good care of our children. Thank you for fighting!“