IMPERFECT MARRIAGES
Chapter 83 - The First Request

CHAPTER 83

After a dozen hours of flying, the Bradley family's iron bird arrived at the airport just before sunrise. The car immediately took the three to the hospital, where Fredella received treatment.

Dariel was always smiling, he could not wait to meet his wife, suddenly the heavy flu that came without permission disappeared. Replacing with pleasure in the chest.

“Thank you dear.” Dariel muttered, while kissing the circular wedding ring right on the ring finger.

Papa Ray, Mama Nayla and Dariel arrived at the hospital, a journey time of thirty minutes is very long according to Dariel. The three entered quietly without a sound, because Fredella was still asleep, only Rico welcomed his sister-in-law's family.

The hazel-eyed man reached out as a congratulatory expression, what everyone was waiting for finally came true.

“Congratulations bro, please take care of my sister, don't you ever hurt again, I don't hesitate to separate you guys.” Threatening Rico full of pressure on his sister-in-law.

“That's for sure, don't you be afraid, brother-in-law thank you for taking care of my wife and my future son. Can you tell me how Fredella got into the hospital? Grandma doesn't tell me anything.” Pinta Dariel, he was worried why the woman he loved lay weak.

Rico begins to explain in detail, the events of a few days ago, Fredella's attitude changes, often complains of tiredness and wants strange food, nothing at all in the UK. Until finally yesterday morning slipped, because the road is slippery.

Dariel grimaced to hear everything, covering his face with both hands, he could not imagine that until his future son left before the family knew it, it would be painful.

Fredella left the house after making a video call with her, upset that Dariel did not come.

“Sabar bro, doctor says. The emotions of pregnant women are explosive, unstable. Don't get into a fight with him just because of a small problem, hold yourself up!” said Rico, loving his sister especially his nephew.

“Ok, you take it easy. May I ask you a favor, Rico? Mama and Papa want to stay at your house, maybe just a few nights until Fredella's condition improves. Please deliver Mama and Papa, you don't have to worry, I'll keep Fredella here.” Pinta Dariel, her parents refused to spend the night at the hotel because they wanted to be close to their daughter-in-law.

“Ok.Of course you are her husband, you have to take care of your wife and not another woman. Watch out for you.” Rico always remembers what Dariel did, enough to see his brother broken and fragile.

Dariel walked up to Fredella, sitting on the side of the patient's bed. Grabbing her hand, peeping at the back of the hand, then holding it tightly, stroking gently with the thumb.

“I came dear, and definitely keep you both.” Dariel murmured his gaze was fixed on the flat stomach of the wife. Unable to resist, this man touched even a gentle rub of Fredella's stomach, saying many of the best prayers, for the struggling offspring growing in the womb.

“Hey, Daddy loves you. Be strong until the time comes, Daddy will always be next to Mommy and you baby.” Kissing Fredella's belly, full of passion.

Teasing off the sleep of this young pregnant mother, Fredella opened her eyes slowly, looking at the tall man smiling at her. “What dreams are so real like this?” Fredella repeatedly blinked her eyes to make sure she didn't see wrong.

“Not a dream dear. I'm coming, I love you Fredella Bradley, mother of our children.” Dariel kissed the slightly open red lips of the pomegranate. It's adorable Fredella, one of the things that Dariel misses.

“Dariel? Ma-mama? Papa's? Since when? I guess last night there was no one.” Fredella did not expect this soon her husband arrived, with the two in-laws. He was so happy to be showered with so much love from everyone.

“Ah just an hour ago, now what do you want? Eat or drink or maybe want ..” Dariel tries to be a standby husband, he needs to know what his wife wants at the moment, asking questions until Fredella finally cuts Dariel off.

“I want to go to the toilet, then eat chicken porridge. There is nothing here, why? Can you ask for help finding?” Fredella smiled very fondly, wanting Dariel to look for him until he got the food.

“Now I help you to the toilet, hold on dear. Careful.” Dariel took his wife, even went inside, not wanting Fredella to get into any trouble.

Dariel travels through Asia, looking for restaurants that sell Indonesian breakfast. His two eyes were observant looking, one by one, not wanting to miss a single one as he had to go back to observing in detail from the end of the road.

Two hours after leaving the hospital, the phone did not stop ringing. Fredella contacted Dariel just to make sure that her husband found chicken porridge.

“Sorry baby, I still have to find one more block, you wait. Breakfast first food from the hospital, do not get hungry, pity our baby.” Dariel's orders, but who would have thought instead got a long song from his wife.

“Sabar Dariel, eight months away.” Dariel hopes that after this his wife does not want something that is difficult to find. Quite tiring to meet the demands of pregnant women, not easy.

This Asian-European man continued down the Asian street, until he found a merchant who sold Indonesian breakfast. Slightly tempted by the menu presented, Dariel chose to eat vegetable porridge, wrapping three servings and one chicken porridge.

Not waiting long, after he finished walking very proudly on the asphalt, feeling as a good husband who is able to give whatever his wife wishes. Even treating the chicken porridge like a diamond, so take care and occasionally pay attention to it.

“Daddy come dear.” I don't know in her mind the beautiful face of Fredella, smiling while holding their baby. Waiting for Dariel and giving one friendly kiss.

“I am the dream husband of women, and of course belong only to Fredella Bradley one is no other.” Dariel laughs, prides himself, then listens to music to drive away fatigue while driving a car.

Dariel wasted no time, after entering the hospital courtyard, he stepped wide towards his wife's ward.

Inadvertently saw a known woman, “Maybe wrong, just similar.” He muttered ignoring what he saw, even if it was true they had no relationship whatsoever so there was no need to greet each other. It was enough experience then to be the most painful thing for him.

Dariel immediately closed the elevator door, he had to hurry before all the food turned cold.

“Darling I came, chicken porridge for my beloved wife.” Sliding the ward door. Hugged Fredella and kissed her lips.

“But I ...” unfortunately Dariel did not let the wife keep talking, immediately opened the bowl cover and fed the mother of her child.

But unexpectedly, Fredella was nauseous and ran into the bathroom, throwing chicken porridge out of her mouth.

“Dear you why? What are you feeling? I went to find a doctor, wait a minute.” Carrying Fredella's body and lying slowly on the bed.

“I'm full, Dariel. The hospital breakfast menu is pretty good. Chicken porridge is not so well.” Once relaxed Fredella said it after the struggle Dariel walked for more than an hour, circling the special area of the population of Asia.

“What? Oh that's right baby, I'm a bribe yes.” Forced Dariel, failed already his shadow of being a husband who was proud of his wife.

“I'm full, don't want.” Reject Fredella.

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