
Two hours passed with the atmosphere still the same, even more tense. Lula lay with her legs bent on the right and left sides, and her body was held tightly by her husband. Sometimes the groaning sounds. However, after seeing her husband's panic earlier, she tried to strengthen herself.
"Aargh!" The pain spread again, making him close his eyes.
Lula gripped the thin cloth that covered part of her body to break the pain that became more and more. He almost gave up, as if his strength had run out.
"I'm not strong anymore, Mom."
“You must be strong, dear." Dirga who was at his side continued to flow strength through hugs.
While Doctor Allan continues to give directions to regulate breathing.
"Lula, listen to me! let's repeat the previous yes .. breathe, do not be too short and not too deep .. hold!”
Lula took a breath following Doctor Allan's direction.
“Nah, good. Now push strong!”
“Argh!” He pushed with all his might as if his life had been taken from his body.
At the same time, all the pain he had felt had slowly disappeared, along with a shrill cry that instantly filled every corner of the room.
Lula rests her head on her husband's arm. His breath was still hunting. There was clear liquid flowing at the end of his eyes.
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Dirga has not been able to stem the flood of tears. The shrill cry from the tiny body that was greeting the world shook his soul.
Even that disbelief still enveloped him even now, the baby boy was inside his lap.
Yes, Dirga! Your son! Not sure for the many times his mind asserted.
Dirga looked at him fixedly. The soft delicate skin made him not dare to just kiss his face, even though it felt like the desire was getting hotter.
"My son ..." There is a sense of pride when saying that word of a million meanings. His lips curled into a smile, his eyes painting an immeasurable sense of happiness.
"Dirga ..."
The hard enough clap that landed on his shoulder was resounding. Dirga's breath was restrained. How could he forget his mother who had been waiting in front of the delivery room.
Yes, Mama Diana had just learned a big secret that had been hidden tightly by Dirga. He took a deep breath to strengthen his heart.
"Yes, Mah."
Mama Diana only glanced at the baby in Dirga's sling, her cold gaze making Dirga's fur crumble.
"Can we talk for a second?"
Although there was doubt in her eyes, Dirga immediately nodded. He guessed what his mother wanted to talk about.
"Can, Mah."
"We just sit there. It's not good if anyone hears."
They sat down in a chair in the corner of the room. Dirga looked stiff. Moreover, be aware of the cold gaze of Mama Diana.
"I'm sorry, Mah" said Dirga. "It's all my fault, not Lula's. I've got Lula stuck in this situation."
Dirga tried to explain. She knew Mama Diana would not be that easy to accept Lula's presence. Because since long ago, Mama Diana was quite selective in choosing prospective new family members in the Mahendra family.
Dirga chose to tell her everything, about her meeting with Lula and also what caused them to finally get married.
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After hearing her son's explanation, Mama Diana seemed unable to hide her happiness and relief. Although the marriage of his son was done in a somewhat wrong way, but for him this is the first grandchild in the Mahendra family that has been long awaited.
"May you be a fat mom?"
"I was, Mah! It's also just been given by Allan." He seemed unwilling to escape his son.
"Your possessiveness!" ketus Mama Diana's. "Here first love mama. You accompany Lula there."
"Attep, Mah. The doctor said you could wait outside, all right."
Dirga glanced at the corner of the room that was blocked by the dividing curtain. There Lula is receiving treatment after a struggle between life and death. Unceasingly Dirga expressed gratitude. His wife and son are safe and sound.
"But Lula needs you. Hurry up you accompany there. Your son was here with mom."
Reluctantly, Dirga handed her son into the hands of Mama Diana. However, he had previously showered that face with gentle kisses.
"Uh-uh .. granddaughter oma." Mama Diana was unable to stem the taste of haru. He looked at his grandson's face with sparkling eyes.
"He's really your son, Dirga. Just like you! Look at his eyes, his lips, his round face all of you." Mama Diana's words made Dirga smile with pride.
Mama Diana kissed the cheek, played the tip of her nose in a very gentle and careful motion. He then took the tiny baby to a baby box not far from them, while waiting for Lula who still got the doctor's treatment.
After making sure his grandson had slept, he again sat down at Dirga's side. There was still something important that the woman had to discuss with her son.
"Mom ask you something?" ask Mama Diana.
"What do you want to ask?"
"What about Alika? Does he know you're married again?"
Dirga nodded his head slowly, with a flat facial expression. "Alika knew from the beginning that I married Lula,"
Diana was surprised by Dirga's response. Because he knew exactly what Alika was like. A woman who is very selfish and self-absorbed. Even able to do anything to smooth his desire.
"How did she react after knowing you got married again? Can she accept Lula, or does she always hurt Lula?"
Mama Diana's question made Dirga freeze.
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