Genitese Widower
I'm not crazy (love me please)

Three months have passed, now El Barack is waiting for the presence of his baby. El Barack was a little agitated when he saw his wife moving around. El Barack continued to follow his wife, bringing her water alacriously. Assisted by Ellie and her parents, Jessica's clothes have been available for the past three days. El Barack even these three days are always waiting and following his wife, wherever and wherever.

Suddenly a groan Kelu from Jessica's lips, his stomach arrived like a cramp but also like something wanted to come out. Clear circles had also descended on his feet, El Barack panicking himself. El Barack immediately lifted his wife's body, screaming for help.

"Please help.." the screams of El Barack made the whole house out to meet El Barack, while madam Chris saw the son-in-law immediately run over, madam Chris immediately calmed her son.

"Calm down, let's go to the hospital, your wife is about to give birth," said madam Chris made El Barack wake up from the panic. El Barack immediately ran towards the garage. While Ellie had first gotten off and brought her sister-in-law's clothes into the car.

El Barack continued to wipe the drops of cold sweat on his wife's forehead, El Barack was afraid something happened to his wife. "Jes... Jes wake up, don't be like this you must be strong, don't close your eyes, "El Barack keeps trying to keep his wife's consciousness.

"Sa.ki.t," Jessica continued to complain of pain, even now her lips were bitten.

"Jes, open your legs" said Chris, calming Jessica down. Mrs Chris knows for sure this is very painful, especially if the first pregnancy.

"Ma.lu.lu, ma," Jessica said slowly to make madam Chris shook her head. At this time his daughter-in-law still think about her embarrassment, but if you remember when El Barack was pregnant she was too.

"It's okay baby, it's an emergency, so it's okay" said Mrs Chris. "For the sake of giving birth to your baby, dear" Jessica opened her legs when she heard her mother-in-law's advice. Jessica cried biting her lips, feeling her stomach as if something was pushing out, like wanting to defecate, but in a small drain.

When they arrived at the hospital, El Barack immediately called the nurse to ask for the banker, some nurses came to bring the banker to push it towards the ICU, they will immediately take them to the patient's room especially pregnant women. The doctor said the mother was still in the third vessel so it took about eight hours for her child to come out.

El Barack, who saw his wife in pain, became unyielding, the groaning on his face made El Barack scared himself. Especially when his mother said that giving birth is a fight of life and death of a woman, for the sake of another life. It's frustrating for El Barack. El Barack rubbed the corner of his eyes that almost shed tears, He must be strong, so that his wife does not get anxious.

"Darling anything is gonna be alright ok," El Barack continued to say beside his wife, Jessica just nodded in understanding the intent of El Barack.

"Honey to drink this first," said madam Chris brought a black potion or often called coffee.

"What is coffee for?" El Barack was shocked to see the drink his mother had brought for his wife.

"It's unsweetened coffee, aka bitter coffee. Mami used to drink this before your birth, because you were born," said madam Chris made El Barack shake his head. El Barack had not had time to stop the action of his mother, the drink had been toilet in a drink by Jessica.

After five minutes, Jessica's stomach reacted, there was a strong push from inside her stomach. "Let's..." Jessica is in pain not playing. He kept holding his stomach. Ellie called the doctor for her sister-in-law. Shortly after, the doctor came and examined her.

El Barack was next to his wife who was about to give birth. Because the distance between the room requested by El Barack and the maternity room made them run in a hurry. So that El Barack subconsciously passed Linda who was also in a hurry to the hospital room of the Son. Just now Linda got a call from Anisa that the state of the Son arrived back drop.

The end of this final health of the Son was a little according, so Atala decided to take a break for a moment, fearing something happened to his son. Atala and Anisa were waiting from outside the Son's room, clearly looking anxiety on their faces. Linda was no less anxious, she was afraid something happened to the child.

Indeed the struggle of the Son is very good, nine months he struggled through the disease. Fight the doctor's verdict, and pass without a mother's affection.

The doctor came out with a lethargic face, the patient has been great against his disease to date, but now the patient can no longer survive. We're sorry we fought as much as we could, but the patients we couldn't save" the doctor said, too hard, Atala who heard this immediately entered and saw that her son was lying weak, all his tools were now removed from his body.

"Fast the couple returns, my son must survive, my son must survive," cried Atala panicked to see the state of his son, this is what Atala feared all along, he had no spirit of kanbali life. "As soon as I say quickly put it back in, my son will be safe, you guys don't play."

Linda hugged Atala from behind, while Anisa hugged the lifeless body of the Son. "Patience brother, we still have brother, brother don't do this."

"No Linda tell them my son is fine, tell them quickly, "Atala shook Linda's body, making Linda hurt. "Hurry up they're just kidding, aren't they?"

"Patience sister," Linda again calmed Atala down, Atala had just slammed the infusion attached making everyone surprised. Atala pushed Linda until the girl's head hit the wall. Anisa was surprised to see her best friend fall. Some nurses immediately helped Anisa, her head was injured, though not severely.

Atala did not care, the man shook and hugged his son, continuing to ask the Son to wake up from his long sleep and forever. "Wake up dear papa please wake up, you don't joke, papa don't like baby. Come awake," Atala roared, hugging and kissing the Son, hoping that the child would wake up. The doctor came and injected Atala with a sedative.

"Wake up, please wake up, I'm sorry you couldn't save you..."

"Dear wake..."

"Dear wake..."

Gradually Atala's voice got smaller and more lost, until it was lost and quiet.

Crying sounds rang out in the delivery room, a baby had been born, and El Barack looked exhausted and messy, coming out of the delivery room. "Champaign, our hotshot's out."