Forbidden Amorous
Forbidden Amorous ● Chapter 41

The night had come, Daffi had just arrived at the hospital where Fella was. His sweat splashed until it looked wet on his forehead. Along the way, he was worried about Fella's condition.

Not caring about his tiredness, Daffi went to look for a guard doctor and asked the whereabouts of the wife. The doctor also swiftly drove Daffi there, because the room was closed, and should not be carelessly entered. So, the doctor himself intervened to help Daffi.

Arriving in the delivery room, Daffi's heart seemed to be slapped when he saw Fella's condition. The usual cheerful wife was now crying in pain. His tears poured out profusely, and mixed with sweat.

"Sick, Brother!" fella groans while biting her lips.

"Please wait a minute, Fel, you can. I am here, will accompany you until our child is born" replied Daffi as he clasped Fella's hand tightly.

Not only that, Daffi also hugged Fella, and whispered encouraging words. Until finally Fella's condition improved, and soon allowed to push. After that it's just a contraction, and it doesn't open. It seemed like the child Fella conceived was indeed waiting for Daffi's arrival.

"Gee!"

Fella groaned even more as she began to push. Now it's not just the back and stomach that hurts, but the whole body. Fella can't feel where the pain is.

"Come, Fel! A little more, Fel!" daffi said, following the doctor who gave instructions to his wife.

All Daffi had in mind was the safety of Fella and her baby. He did not even care though his arm was flushed red from being repeatedly gripped by Fella.

"The pain of the grip is still nothing compared to the pain that Fella felt," Daffi's mind.

After nearly half an hour of struggle between life and death, Fella finally managed to deliver her baby. The tiny creature immediately cried when he first saw the world. Fella smiled hearing that, it was not in vain that she risked all her energy. She has now become a successful mother.

"Fella, you did it. Our son was born" said Daffi, wiping the sweat that soaked Fella's forehead and hair.

"Yes, sister," Fella replied in a very slow voice.

Fella's body was very weak at that time, the hands and feet were difficult to move because the joints seemed to be out of place. But luckily, he did not faint, so he could hear his son's first cry. A voice that will surely be missed in the days to come.

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This morning, with a face as bright as Daffi entered the room while carrying a lunchbox. Then his lips lifted to form a charming smile, when he saw the baby in the lap of Fella.

"Is he awake?" daffi asked as he approached Fella, and also looked at the tiny face before her.

"Yes, but after I gave her a drink she slept again" Fella replied without looking at Daffi, as her son's face was too dear to miss.

"She's beautiful, Fel, like you."

Hearing the compliment, Fella lowered her head. Suddenly his face warmed up and was as red as a tomato. However, Daffi did not realize that, he was too focused on the little guy. That adorable face seemed to contain a magnet so that Daffi could not turn away.

"I'm grateful he doesn't look like his father" Fella said moments later.

Daffi took a deep breath. "Yes. Lucky he looks more like you."

In his heart, Daffi was relieved that the boy did not look like Dylan, so he did not have to worry that others would be suspicious. Fella thought the same thing. So far he is still traumatized by the events of that time, and wants to forget about it. It'd be easier if his son didn't look like Dylan. So, enough of him and Daffi to know that that night left a seed in his womb.

"Now eat first yeah, Fel, this was me bringing breakfast."

Fella nodded. "Yes, Brother."

Like most married couples, Daffi helped Fella carry her baby and put her in a box. Then take breakfast, and feed it.

At first Fella refused due to embarrassment, but Daffi insisted on doing so.

"You're not well, Fel, let's just say it's my responsibility as husband."

Daffi's reply made Fella nervous. The strange throbbing that had once existed, was now again felt in his heart. Until Fella thought what if they split up, while all this time was used to his attention.

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