Hidden Rich Man's
Part 157's

“Ck! Let's go to the hospital, let's check it out right now,” Fenny said.

Not yet had the woman with a very distended stomach replied, her body had sagged down with weakness and her eyes closed.

Fenny immediately shouted for help as loudly as possible in the corridor, hoping that someone would hear and help them. And, Stefany was the one who was quick to come to the source of the voice.

“Nona Felly why?” stefany asked with her breath puffing. He just cleaned up the meeting documents.

“Don't know, quickly help find help,” Fenny said.

With quick steps, Stefany sought help.

While in the company lobby, Danesh just landed a foot there. His phone that was not picked up by his wife made him nervous.

The man was waiting for the elevator to open for a long time. “What could not be faster,” grunts impatiently.

Ting!

The company's door opened, Danesh's eyes perfectly rounded to see his wife being held by a man.

“Give my wife to me,” command Danesh with his heavy voice. He approached a man he did not know, apparently an employee there. And take over Felly's body.

Danesh made no sound, turning his body around to take Felly to the hospital.

“Woy ... I'm coming, play stay you,” scream Fenny whose path is slow once like a snail.

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The doctor examined the overall condition of Felly, from health to the condition of his fetus.

The doctor placed his stethoscope into his neck. “Your wife is exhausted and thinks too much. We're doing an emergency operation. Your wife had time to experience stomach cramps, if left too long and wait for normal labor we do not know what will happen next.”

“Just do your best. I trust you,” reply Danesh.

Felly was moved to the operating room. Danesh faithfully accompanies him beside his wife. He whispered a prayer in his wife's ear.

“What makes you like this?” mummy Danesh. A drop of tear fell right on Felly's facial skin as she kissed it on the forehead.

“You're strong, you can. Our baby will definitely be born safely,” whispered Danesh again.

Danesh's hand held Felly continuously, he kissed his wife and whispered words that were more directed to encourage himself because Felly would not hear it.

Danesh's eyes turned to look down where Felly's stomach was being dissected, then turned to his wife again.

Danesh's chest was pounding as his hands were wrapped in medical gloves and he began removing the baby. He was afraid of not hearing any more cries. He did not want to lose a second time before getting a greeting.

“Praise God, thank you.” The words of gratitude escaped Danesh's lips as the cries he was waiting for echoed in the operating room.

“Congratulations, Sir. First girl,” said the doctor by showing a tiny baby without a bulge in the lower area.

Danesh replied with a nod, his eyes glazed with happiness. He gave a kiss on Felly's forehead again. “One more baby, you can definitely,” whispered again.

Again, a crying voice sounded. “Congratulations. Second boy.”

Danesh landed his lips all over Felly's face without exception, including the lips he always wanted. “You are strong wife. I love you my sweety. Thank you for giving me two little angels to the world,” he said no matter whether heard or not by Felly.