Lecturer My wife
Chapter 112 the family savior

Syifa unceasingly stroked the face of Dion who was sleeping on his lap. It felt like for a long time she had not seen her husband spoiled like this.

After giving up longing with his family, Dion was asked to rest. Dion wanted to sleep on his wife's lap. Facing his wife's round belly with both hands hugging Syifa's waist as if he didn't want to be away from her.

The effect of the drug given by the doctor made Dion quickly sleepy even though he was still chatting with his wife. There are so many things to ask him. But that sleepiness defeats everything.

With gaiety Syifa looked at the handsome face of her husband. He is much thinner than he was four months ago still healthy. Just relying on the intake of nutrients from the infusion and the absence of movement activity at all makes the muscles of his stout begin to weaken.

One hour already Syifa in a state of sitting makes his thighs begin to tingle actually. But he was too fond of missing this moment. Suddenly, bad thoughts come back to haunt him. Syifa panicked to see Dion falling asleep. He's afraid that Dion will go back unconscious.

"Darling... Baby.. You-you're still conscious right?" Syifa patted Dion's cheeks in panic.

"mmm..." Dion began to respond by wriggling his body. He did not immediately open his eyes but his hands hugged Syifa tightly while peeping on her stomach.

"Sorry, I'm just freaking out. I'm afraid you're like yesterday again." Syifa's voice choked.

Slowly Dion opened his eyes and got up and looked at his wife's face.

"Sorry you're worried, right? I'm just too comfortable sleeping on your lap." Dion kissed Syifa's lips for a moment.

Syifa hugged Dion. Drowned his face in the man's chest. "Don't do that anymore, I can't afford to see you lying sick again" Syifa said later.

"Don't baby, I'm not gonna be like that anymore. I will be careful and ask God to always be healthy and be with you for the rest of your life." Dion understands how the eternal faced by his wife so far. He also felt so proud to have a wife as strong and patient as Syifa.

"How are you, baby? do you still like nausea?" Dion remembered the last time he was always made to worry about Syifa being so weak.

"I'm fine, baby. After you get sick somehow the nausea goes away by itself. Maybe Dedek understood not want to trouble his mommy. It is precisely with him in my stomach that makes me excited to continue praying for you dear, I believe someday we will be together with our small family." Syifa said.

"Thank God, baby, I should always be there and take care of you. But I am the one who should be a burden to you. It must be hard to live those days, right?" sorry Dion.

"Make you nothing that makes me difficult dear, you are the spirit of my life so I have never felt that burden.Although I have to wait all my life will still do at least I can still see you. Rather than me having to lose you." Unknowingly tears dripped down her pretty face.

"Thank you, thank you for staying this long. I'm really proud to be a part of your life." Dion wiped Syifa's tears and then kissed her two wet eyes.

"Then, how's our baby's development, baby?" Dion tried to divert the conversation so as not to make Syifa sad again.

Syifa got out of bed and picked up her pregnancy checkbook in the drawer.

"Since you got sick I moved check into the same hospital. This is a picture of our son's USG every month." Syifa showed three photos of the USG.

"Actually in this second month the doctor stated that my womb was twins. There are two pockets of the fetus but it still looks so small" Syifa said showing the first photo.

"Then, the next month I checked again. It turns out that one of the pockets did not develop aka empty. So that only one fetus survives. Sad, but how else. Maybe God's will is like that." Syifa showed me the second photo. It looks like one of the larger pockets.

"And this is the last, even if alone he is a great son. Growing up very well and healthy." Syifa showed her last photo of the USG.

Dion stared intently at the photos. He remembered the two boys in his dream. One of them chose to go with Mother Sarah, What it means is that one of the undeveloped fetuses is her son who is now in heaven.

"Darling before I woke up from my coma I had a dream about our children" Dion said.

"You mean?" Syifa seemed to understand.

Then Dion recounted all the events in his dream. He said everything without exception.

"I didn't recognize Bella at first, because she grew bigger and was so beautiful. His eyes were round and had tiny lips just like you. Then the boy looked a lot like me." said Dion at the end of the story.

"So..you mean our undeveloped child has been in heaven accompanying mother?" ask Syifa.

Dion nodded too. "He also helped to wake me up, if I had chosen to accompany Mother maybe now I wouldn't be here with you, our son is so great, dear he was willing to sacrifice for his father."

Syifa cried out in tears. I didn't expect fate to give such a surprise. But one can only live it without being able to choose. That is the secret that God has revealed.

"Darling.." Dion immediately hugged Syifa, it was heartless to see the woman he loved crying like this.

Syifa was unable to speak anymore. I don't know what to do, on the other hand she was so happy that her husband was finally back to health but hearing Dion's words made her so sad. It is time for a child that he has done even though he has not yet been born into the world.

"He loves us so much and will be a helper of his parents and brothers in heaven. Be happy with the angels of God, the most important thing is always to pray dear." said Dion.

Syifa kept crying, but now the feeling turned into a great gratitude, if there is a word that better represents the word gratitude, maybe Syifa will say it.

"Is he handsome, dear?" syifa asked after her crying subsided.

"Yes, his smile is like yours, but his face is very handsome like me. moreover his nature is clear like his papa dong." said Dion proudly.

"Yes-yes dear, her heart is clear as her mommy, patient as wide as the ocean." Dion kissed syifa's forehead.

"Hmm, baby I see you're getting hotter. It's getting full. Dion's hands began to wail over the two rubbery bumps on Syifa's chest.

"It's the effect of pregnancy so swollen, anyways my body is like a tadpole gini where there is sexy-sexy her." To be honest Syifa was a little less confident.

"Who looks like a tadpole, precisely women will look more sexy in the eyes of men when pregnant." whether it's true praise or just comforting Syifa did not know.

But her husband's naughty hands did not stop. Slowly he began to remove the buttons Syifa was wearing. Gently stroking the thing that was still wrapped neatly by the black bra.

"Darling, yes, please. I miss it." muttered Dion with his hungry look.

"hmm. This is just my husband has returned to old fashion, his pervert is not curled up." grumbled Syifa.

Dion only chuckled as his hand took out one of Syifa's. Of course the net immediately sparkled. He had even advanced his lips preparing to devour that small pink circle.

Suddenly though..

GECK..GECK..GECK...

The sound of knocking at the door blew away his plan.

"It's really disturbing." Dion grumbled and chose to ignore it.

But the sound of the knocking gets louder until it turns into a blow.

"Aisshhh. You're not very polite." Inevitably Dion must finally rise from his place. Syifa quickly tidied up her clothes.

Dion was very lazy to open the door but he also wondered who was looking for him. Until the door opened Dion was immediately shocked.

"Dion.. You really are my brother Dion right?" Shaka hugged Dion while crying.

Dion could only look at her brother crying in front of her. Apparently the human ice block has melted.

"Yes, it's me. Shaka sister how are you?" Dion is actually a little clumsy to face Shaka like this.

"My news has never been better before I met you. Dion I'm really like a dream now." Shaka rubbed both of Dion's cheeks.

"Sorry Dion, your sister is so impatient that she wants to see you, we shouldn't interfere with your rest" said Hana, who was behind Shaka.

Dion just smiled, he understood because they had not seen each other for a long time.

The two are now chatting in the living room as the real Shaka is on a business trip to Singapore straight home after getting word about Dion.

"Sister, thank you for taking care of Papa and mama, even you guys have taken care of Bella." There are no words other than thanks that Dion can say, he knows that Shaka has been doing a lot of work.

"That's my job, Dion, but this house is very quiet without you. These four months have been so heavy. Papa immediately fell ill after the doctor told him that you were in a coma. So Hana and I decided to stay here. Fortunately, your daughter Bella is very understanding even though I know she misses you very much. And one more thing, your wife is incredibly tough." Shaka spoke at length as if he wanted to vent all his complaints.

Dion can only smile seeing unusual things for her brother. The cold man could even count how many words he said in a day.

"Sister, why are you so chatty?" dion finally said.

Shaka can only glimps at it. It turns out that the attitude of his sister still did not disappear.

"Joking, brother, but I'm glad we can talk again like this" Dion said.

Shaka breathed many times. It seems like there is something important he is thinking about.

"Sister, is there anything important?" Dion's curious.

"Hmm. It's about the man who's been planning to harm you, he's papa's rival, Antonio. You remember right?"

"A-antonio? How come?" Dion was shocked to hear that.

"Yes, he deliberately told people to look for trouble and harm you. But take it easy, he won't be able to bother us anymore because he's dead."

"What's? died out? don't tell.. Brother Shaka who..."

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