It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
36. Your soul is a reflection of you

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"Guwaa .. huwaaaa ..."

The sound of baby crying woke me up from a long daydream. The fact that I got on the night to end it all, is not what I expected. It all ended that night.

"Guwaa .. huwaaaa ..."

"Are you unable to silence that son of s*alan?" Suddenly, Dian appeared shouting and cursing at our son. And that was the real behavior for me.

"After all, Dilan is your son!" my words were constantly trying to hold the blood so as not to swoop up sharply.

Dian scratched his head in frustration. "Quickly take that son of s*alan out! Her crying makes my head hurt!"

Dilan was born into a world with special needs. His birth was faster than the calculations he said. Yes, I was lazy to ask the party who handled the birth of Dilan, why our child was born faster like this.

I feel sorry for our baby who was born prematurely. In addition to being born early, she was diagnosed with Down syndrome for the rest of her life. Dilan, is the name I gave to our son. The combination of Dian's name and mine, Alan.

"Speak stop the crying!" Dian yelled back at me, while twitching her head.

He's been like that since Dilan's birth. He did not accept the fact that the child he was born with had a genetic disorder. I immediately picked up Dilan. Apparently, Dilan's body temperature feels warm.

"He's feverish!" my spoken.

Dian who was twitching her head earlier shook her head and waved her hand away leaving me who was panicking alone.

"Ma, Mama? Where are you going? Is our child sick?" Dilan has not stopped his crying.

"Urus is alone!" Dian broke down to hide her head under the pillow. Just like I didn't want to know when Elena cried from illness first.

All my treatment of Nesya and Elena, turned back to me. I immediately took Dilan to the hospital. There he was examined and blood tests. Because after arriving at the hospital, Dilan's body was filled with red spots.

Dilan is now one year and two months old. However, due to several factors he experienced slower growth and development than other babies. I always take him to physiotherapy three times a week to train his motor development.

Yeah, I do everything myself. Dian had no intention of giving Dilan a nanny. The reason he was afraid I would be tempted by Dilan's nanny. In fact, he deliberately dismissed his personal driver on the grounds that he loved his money. Better the salary for the driver, given to me.

At first I was flattered by how much Dian cared for me. He prefers me over that driver. But over time I realized. Dian just used my stupidity.

Yeah, I'm just a stupid guy who's successfully replaced the nanny and the driver. The endless karma of coming for me seemed to be a never-ending punishment for hurting a good wife, who sincerely loved me for who I was.

The lab results came out. A nurse handed over to the doctor who treated Dilan. The doctor shook his head a little.

"Sir, your son tested positive for dengue fever. At this time your child's platelet has decreased significantly, so we need a rapid blood transfusion!"

"All right, Doc. Check our blood match. If my blood matches her, then my blood can be directly drawn for her."

The nurse walked with me to the blood transfusion unit. During my blood test, it turned out that Dilan's blood type didn't match me. I immediately sought Dian's contact and contacted him.

A few times the call was repeated, he answered. "What the hell? Calling night-night upsets people to sleep," she says behind the call.

"You're good at sleeping! Your child has dengue fever, you know? Come here quickly! My blood doesn't match her!"

"What?" Dian's voice sounded a little panicked.

"the hunt! I wait!"

I can only laugh at this self that used to be exactly the same as Dian. Not caring and handing it all over to Nesya. Is this what is meant by your soul mate is a reflection of you?

Oooh Tuhaan's? I don't know if I should be happy, or grieve over this. Can I still hope to have Nesya back? I returned to the emergency room where Dilan was sleeping with her legs tied by an intravenous needle.

It was heartbreaking during the process of searching the blood vessels of this fourteen-month-old baby. A new baby can lie on his stomach with his head not yet strong, crying out in a very loud voice as every inch of his skin is pricked with a needle for infusion. Huuuh, I caress Dilan's head gently, I feel very sorry for her.

"You must be strong, Boy! Boys can't be weak!"

From the direction of the door appeared a panicked woman carrying a small child. Not wrong anymore. Netra we met and I came straight to her.

"What's going on?"

Yet he was just silent with wild eyes looking in all directions. The nurse guides Nesya, to place Elena on the cage next to the dormant Dilan brangkar.

What happened to Elena. I immediately checked Elena's forehead, and the temperature was very hot.

"Yes, Ayaaaah ...." I heard Elena's voice calling me. He was delirious in his sleep and it called me, Father. This is the first time I've ever felt the pain of hearing my name being called by Elena.

I immediately caressed Elena's head and whispered something right in her ear. "Elena baby, Daddy's here. Elena?"

However, Nesya pushed me with her hunting breath. His eyes alternately looked at Dilan, me, and Elena. "You, take care of your son! Elena is my son! Let me take care of it!"

"What's going on?"

Nesya stood behind me, preventing me from approaching Elena. "It's all because of you. If only you never showed up in front of her again, then Elena would easily forget you! But you always show up in front of us. You made him want your presence back to being his father! She cried all day not to eat anything!"

"But Elena is my son."

Nesya laughed with her fiery eyes. "Your son? Since when did you realize that Elena is your son?"

duuughh

He was pushed to the point of falling by someone. Someone who is none other than my wife, Dian.

"What did you do to my husband, huh?"

Nesya who was sitting up looked at Dian with nanar. I tried to help Nesya to get up, but Nesya rejected my hand that wanted to help her.

"Hooh, did you start playing behind my back with your ex-wife, Alan?" The accusation came out of the mouth of Dian who was holding his chest to look at me and Nesya alternately.

"No! Don't misunderstand me!"

A cynical smile flashed on Dian's lips. "Didn't you say? Even you're more on her side than I'm defending you."

Some security is coming. "What is this, sir, Buk?"

Nesya stood up on her own. Clapping her two possibly dirty hands together, she moved back to Elena's cage. He did not return Dian's treatment that pushed him earlier. Yeah, he's that good. She's the woman I wasted.

I'm getting closer to security. "It's just a misunderstanding, sir."

"We hope that Father and Mother can all maintain order in this place. If not, you can all find another hospital!"

"I'm sorry, sir. I promise, it won't happen again."

After thanking the security guards, they left. The nurse warned us not to make any more noise. From afar, I looked at Nesya stroking Elena's hair with her sad face.

"You still think about it?" satirize Dian with a cold tone.

"What did you say? You see for yourself no, my other son also entered this hospital. Don't you freak out like that!"

Dian exhaled a rough breath. He looked away and looked at our son. "How now?" tanyakanya.

"I need to get a blood transfusion immediately. Let's just do a blood transfusion to Dilan. If his blood doesn't match mine, then he's with yours." I immediately pulled out his hand to immediately head for the blood transfusion unit.

However, his footsteps were so heavy towards that place. He shook his head.

"Come, what the hell are you doing? If you're wasting your time, it could put Dilan's life at risk." I keep pulling Dian.

Dian continued to hold her body so as not to move towards the unit. "I think we should check my blood match with Dilan first" Dian said.