DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 152's
In a room I woke up. My hands felt linu, an infusion hose was attached there. I'm trying to get up. My head still hurts a little. Samuel had just entered the room, he was carrying something in his hand, he half ran over towards me.
"Don't move much!" keep that thing on the nightstand
"Did I faint?" I try to remember. Samuel took another pillow and piled it behind my back. I leaned back comfortably, while massaging the base of my throbbing nose.
"Yes, you fainted earlier. The doctor said you were pregnant!"
What?!!
Sam's statement made me turn to him, "I'm pregnant?!" my many. Sam nodded.
"Eight weeks! Have you been unconscious all this time?" ask again. I'm shaking. "No sign of you craving anything?" ask Sam again, I shake again. We're speechless.
"It's eating porridge, Lynn made it." Sam gave me the thing he had brought to me. Still hot.
I pregnant? Eight weeks?
I'm stunned.
"Not think much. Eat porridge. And this,..." Sam offered some medicine. "...it's medicine and vitamins from your doctor for you to drink!" I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty. I don't like those drugs.
"I've also bought bananas to help you eat medicine!" As if I knew what I was thinking.
"Did Daniel and Dad know I was pregnant?" my many.
"I told you, but Daniel, we haven't talked to him about this."
"Don't!" my spoken. Suddenly there was a deep fear within me. Afraid that Daniel wouldn't accept that he'd have a sister.
"Sam, how would Daniel feel if he knew I was pregnant?" I asked, one mouthful of porridge I put in my mouth. "What will Daniel accept?"
"I don't know. But we can tell him slowly!" said Samuel.
I eat with silence, much I think, more fear than pleasure. Afraid that Daniel wouldn't accept this child I bear, he had just met his father. And I was afraid that Daniel would think that he would be neglected if we had a baby.
I breathed many times.
"It's quiet, Daniel's gonna be fine!" said Sam stroking my shoulder.
"I'll go back there tomorrow to take care of the company!" said Sam. Yes, it's been more than three weeks we've been here, it's time to get back to the company.
Samuel went home, and I chose to step into Devan's room after the nurse removed the infusion needle in my hand. Devan's still asleep. I elus his cheeks are starting to taper.
"Dev, when did you wake up?" I sat down beside him, I took his hand and put it on my queen's stomach.
"You're right! We came here for a gift to father and Daniel. We're gonna have a baby!" my spoken. My eyes are hot, ready to launch clear water from there.
"Wake up Dev, this kid needs his dad's caress! You should talk to him often!" I can't take it anymore. Crying unconsciously wet the bandage in his hand.
Some moments of sadness, my heart aches. Remembering how I was pregnant with Daniel. I don't want this kid to be like Daniel, even he can't get his father's treatment at all. Elusan, a kiss on the stomach, and also the dialogues that Devan always spoke when he used to talk to his son.
"Great later, what do I want to be?"
"You must be more handsome than papa!"
"Must be more successful than papa!"
"Must be more faithful than papa!"
"Be a responsible man, and be gentle."
Dev, will you say that again to our second child?
Awake, Dev. Awake, hiks... Please. For me. For Daniel. For our second child!
I accidentally saw a tear roll down the temple Devan. Is Devan crying?
"Dev, you hear me? Are you gonna wake up?" there's no answer. I immediately pressed the button, before long the doctor and nurse came.
"See the doctor, Devan cries. Will he be conscious?" I'm just impatient.
"We'll check. Calm down!" said doctor. Then he checked Devan's state, my heart was happy, but also scared, the feeling inside this chest was pounding incoherently.
Doctor approaching.
"How's the doctor, are those signs Devan will be sober?" my many.
Doctor smile.
"We don't know when the patient will be conscious."
Deg.
"But the patient can still hear what the people around him are talking about. He felt it too. Like that one."
"So those tears." My voice choked, disappointed.
"The patient also has emotions as well as when conscious, it's just that he can't do anything either. Only the great spirit within him could bring him back to his senses. Keep talking to him, give a positive spirit to the patient. Maybe he'll wake up soon."
Devan...
"You should also rest, madam. For the sake of the baby in your womb!" the doctor said he wanted to go back to his room.
"Devan, I know you feel happy too, don't you? Quickly awake. We will live happily together, in the house you built for us. We need to get this baby's room ready again" I said, then kissed Devan's hand.
Get up Dev, please!
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...Happy breaking of fast....