EX (SHACKLE OF FIRST LOVE)
175. Grief tidings

Waiting until some time, makes Anton's feelings not careless. The anxiety, panic and panic that come together make it look messy. He could only sigh heavily many times without being able to express what was felt.

The arrival of Yara and Sky to the Hospital that morning, made Anton slightly lose his fear. He explains what happened to Yara and Sky where Nadine suddenly had to perform a cesarean section.

At least, his sister can also pray for the situation of Nadine who is being handled in the operating room.

Thankfully, before long, the operation was complete.

"Congratulations, Sir. Nadine's mother has already undergone surgery. Nadine's mother's condition is fine-"

"His baby?" anton interrupted quickly after he found out that his wife was fine.

"Your baby is in good health, it's just that the baby is currently moving to the NICU because when the baby was born the gestational age of Madam Nadine has not even 37 weeks aka born prematurely."

"How long will my baby be there, Doc?"

"The duration of care for premature babies in the NICU room cannot be ascertained. It depends on the health condition of the baby, sir."

"... premature babies are allowed to leave the Hospital and be treated at home if they can drink breast milk or formula directly, their weight has gone up, he said, and his body temperature remains stable at ordinary room temperature" added the Doctor later.

"Have I been able to see my wife?" tanya Anton looks impatient.

"Of course, sir. After Nadine's mother was transferred to the treatment room. Ah, yes, the baby is a boy and looks just like you."

Anton smiled, then nodded as the Doctor withdrew from his presence.

"Mass to Nadine's room, yeah. You guys come along or-"

Anton's words paused, as suddenly the sound of Yara's cell phone ringing interrupted their conversation.

"Mas first, deh. This is Yara pick up the phone first."

Anton agreed to the speech of his sister, then galloped away.

"City .." Yara receives her mobile call, in front of Sky who is still waiting there.

"...."

"W-what?" Yara's voice sounded shocked. The water of his face instantly changed, not knowing what he heard from across the call. While Sky was watching it - staring at his wife with a big question mark.

"Yes, yes, Ma'am. We will go there later. It's me the same husband I'm still in the hospital,"

"...."

"Yes, Nadine's mother Mas Anton just finished giving birth."

"...."

"Yes, Mother. Thanks for letting me know. Ma'am who is patient, sincere and I'm sorry for the deep sorrow for Mbak's family."

Yara looked at Sky after her call ended.

"Who?" ask the husband.

"Mbak Kirani ... Mas Juna, die, honey."

"Innalillahi wainnailaihi raji'un," murmured Sky who was quite surprised to hear this news.

Sky held Yara's hand then grasped it. "May Juna worship be accepted and all his sins forgiven" he explained.

"Amijn ..."

...***...

Anton looked at his wife who was lying weak after the surgery was completed. Nadine smiled at her husband.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

"Why are you sorry? You're not wrong at all, honey."

"Maybe I lack self-care, until finally having to give birth as slowly and suddenly as possible," said the woman with a look of regret.

Anton stroked his wife's face with a smile. "You .. have done my best. Regardless, you are trying to be the best. Thank you, dear. You do not need to feel inferior or guilty about this. You've always been the best and everything to me."

Anton could not bear to not reward Nadine with small kisses.

"I feel guilty for not being able to take care of you, sorry I am."

"If you don't want me to feel guilty, you can't blame yourself. It is the same set that creates. Likewise the grooves and presence of our babies who must be born separately. Believe me, this means the best, Mommy."

"Yes, Honey. I believe."

The sound of knocking on the door made the two turn their heads, seen Sky and Yara who were now entering the treatment room.

"May," said Anton.

"Must be a handsome baby like me, I am," seduced Yara.

Hearing that, Nadine's eyes widened. "The baby boy, huh?" tanyanya.

"Huum." Anton nodded his head.

Previously, they had never asked the type of ke-la-min baby conceived Nadine despite several times doing USG and fetal health checks. So, this news is a complement to their happiness because the presence of a baby boy is increasingly perfecting their second marriage.

"Alhamdulillah, I am very happy. Elara and Liora will definitely have a boyfriend. Usually they're always enthusiastic about Cean, right?"

Anton smiled at his wife who was lying on a hospital bed.

"Yes, Honey. Don't you have a name for our baby boy yet?" ask Anton for his wife. They have had time to choose a baby boy and girl name for the baby but have not yet deal-kan a suitable one.

"Which of the three names did you choose?" ask Nadine.

Anton shook his head and looked confused. "Everything's good, anyway," he said.

"What's the name, Ma'am?" ask Yara chimed in.

"Your sister wants Rigel or Ardan. I want Saka."

"Yes, join the three," Yara suggested.

"Why not Andine? Meaning Anton and Nadine?" chirps Sky without any sin.

Anton until the head bobble. While Yara patted her eel. Nadine herself, can only hold back laughter, because she knows that Sky is joking, but Yara's husband is most good at hiding his cute look, but she is very good at hiding her cute look, so Sky looked very serious when he said it and that was what made his joke even more funny.

...***...

During the day when the weather was quite hot but also punctuated by spatter, Juna's body was finally buried in his final resting place.

Nearly five years with the disease, the man finally gave up and went back to his lap.

Juna died of blood cancer or leukemia. Leaving behind a wife-Kirani-and Dewangga, his now twelve-year-old son.

"May the worship charity of the deceased be received and placed in the best place, yes, Ma'am."

Kirani nodded to all the condolences from colleagues and friends who came to visit the funeral home to the burial place of her husband.

"Mr?"

Kirani turned her head and found a married couple she knew thanks to her late husband's past.

"Yara's? Sky?"

Yara approached Kirani and hugged the withered-looking woman.

"Sir, I'm so sorry... Stoic and sincere brother, Mas Juna has no pain anymore."

Kirani returns Yara's embrace. Over the past few years, their relationship has been pretty good. Yara and Sky also routinely send Juna the herbal medicines that the man needs, because there is one of Sky's colleagues who can provide them even though Kirani says the herbal medicines are very expensive.

Sky and Yara also often send money to help Kirani because the woman does not have excess money since her husband is sick and can not work. They help solely for the cost of the Dewangga school and slightly ease Kirani's burden for Juna drugs that are not cheap.

"Thank you, Ra. You guys help a lot. Thanks much. Sorry Mas Juna if his life ever hurt you yes, Ra."

"Yes, Mother. I've forgiven Mas Juna Ma'am."

They broke his embrace. Now Kirani looked at Sky who was also standing not far from the wife.

"Mas Sky, thank you for all the help you gave Mas Juna during the treatment period. I don't know what to repay him with. Also ... forgive Mas Juna's mistake if you ever offend Mas Sky..."

Sky nodded. "Yes, Miss Kiran. It's all over. Now let's just let Juna calm his death."

Sky looked at Yara who was also sobbing in this funeral procession. Her heart wanted to know what Yara felt about this. Although Sky had already guessed that Yara was sad, but she also wanted to know if Yara still held a taste for her ex-husband after Juna had really left for good as he is today.

"I'm not crying because I still have a taste. How many times have I said I've forgotten Mas Juna in terms of feelings" whispered Yara to Sky who had also whispered asking how his wife felt now.

"I'm just nanya, honey. Don't be mad." Sky wet his lips for a moment, then whispered another word to Yara. "Stear dong I nanya, because you cry so much like that?" tanyanya.

"I imagine the position of Ms. Kiran, two weeks ago I was almost in the cemetery kayak gini as well, I can't help but if the buried is my own husband."

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