Love Miss Arogan
The Skinny

"All ten, a handsome boy dady really" Al kissed his son's anxiety.

Without waiting for long, Zifa fell asleep as her son was carried by her husband.

"Momy you must be exhausted" he murmured softly at the son.

"My son, you know, you're a gift God sent to momy and dady. Without you, maybe momy and dady wouldn't be here. And after this, your job is to always give momy happiness" Al sighed deeply as if feeling tight squeezed into her chest while saying that sentence.

"Dady is grateful to have been given the opportunity to see you born in this cruel world. Message dady, make your momy always smile when staring at the stars in the sky. One day if dady isn't around, tell him that dady is among the stars to just stare at your happiness"

The tears that he had been holding back had finally come out along with the blood that was pouring out of Al's nose.

Al immediately put the son in a special baby bed.

He went straight to the bathroom to wash his nose.

A few minutes later, Al returned.

His son was a little whining because he felt uncomfortable because the clothes he wore were wet due to bedwetting and also tears and blood Al mixed into one.

Al swiftly changed his son's clothes and then threw the clothes into the trash can.

When he finished, Al put his son to sleep.

Al walked towards the balcony of his room.

He stared at the moon and the stars as if waving at him.

"God is sometimes unfair. With ease he will attract my newfound happiness" Al smiled wryly.

Drtts

Al's phone was nailed to ring

Turns out the caller is a doctor who handles Al in Indonesia.

"Mr Al, you've missed your chemotherapy schedule" said the doctor from across the street.

"Sorry doc, my wife gave birth. And maybe for the next few days I'm busy preparing for my son's thanksgiving" Al explained.

The doctor was heard sighing at Al's explanation.

"Sir Al, don't you know how important this procedure is for the continuation of your treatment? I don't guarantee that it will improve in the future if you continue like this"

"I'm sorry, doc, but I want to reschedule the chemotherapy because at this time I really can't" Al pleaded.

"Well, I'll tell you again"

"Okay doc, thanks for the help"

Tutt

Call terminated

In the morning, today all the families look busy preparing for the birth of Al's first son.

Al invited a family subscription designer to bring him and his wife some couple dresses.

Zifa is still busy choosing the clothes she will wear tomorrow.

at night, though,

"Al" Zifa woke up her sleeping husband.

"Hmm yes" Al blinked his eyes.

"What's the matter, baby?"

"Al I'm tired, Dev fussed all the time" Zifa complained.

"Maybe he's thirsty"

"I gave her breast milk, but she didn't want to" Zifa's eyes were already glazed over.

"Honey, don't be sad" Al cupped his wife's cheek.

"Al I'm tired, I can't stand it anymore" Zifa complained with tears streaming down her eyes.

"Dear, don't do this. Here let Dev be the one with me, you rest" Al took his son from Zifa's sling.

"You rest, let Dev take care. You must be tired" one hand Al rubbed his wife's head.

Zifa simply nodded then closed her eyes towards dreamland.

Al opened Zifa's storage room.

"Dady's son, drink breast milk first, son. Abis was sleeping, dady same momy also want to rest" said Al softly.

Slowly, the baby's eyes closed as if knowing the dady's intentions.

Al breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his son sleeping.

He had just put his son in a basket, but the baby was crying again.

So Al took his son back.

"Cup cup, this is dady here"

After a few minutes, the baby went back to sleep.

Al sat down on the couch, leaning his head.

Morning, the morning,

Zifa was astonished to see her husband sleep leaning against the sofa while holding his son.

"Gosh, Al.." Zifa woke her husband up.

Al opened his eyes to wake up

"Geez, why are you sleeping here? Must be tired of all your bodies"

"Our son does not want to sleep in his bed" replied Al.

"Oh my goodness, why don't you wake me up?"

"You've just rested must be tired"

"Yes, let me carry Dev"

Al gave up his son

He stretched his stiff hand muscles.

"Al, take a shower there quickly"

Al nodded, the man walked towards the bathroom to clean his body.

When she was done, she came out of the bathroom with a towel.

"Al, you need to rest a lot. I think your body's getting thin" Zifa said.

"really? Maybe it's just your feelings"

"No, I think since you got home from country x you've been getting thinner"

"Yes, I'll find some time to rest"

Al took over his son.

"Take a bath" Al's pinta made Zifa nod.

After she finished, Zifa dried her hair and began to put her makeup on in front of the mirror.

"Darling, I think we need a baby sitter"

"For what?"

"I don't want you to always be this tired"

"I don't want Al, I want to take care of our own child"

"You sure?" al asked hesitantly, because honestly he could not if every night always lack of sleep because he had to take care of his son.

"I'm sure I can do it"

After everything was ready, the two of them went downstairs to greet the guests who had already arrived.

"Congratulations on the birth of your son Mr. Al" said Al's business partner.

"Yes, thank you"

a few months later, the,,

Al and Zifa's lives have changed a little, their relationship has become more strained.

Al's body looks thinner. Al's face also looked pale. The treatment that Al has done so far did not show any development.

Al disease is becoming more and more common. Donors have not been there for Al despite trying to find.

Today, Al wants to surprise his wife right at their wedding anniversary.

"Happy aniv is our darling dick" Al hugs his wife from behind who just put Bany Dev in her bed.

"Thank you Al"

"Thank you too baby, I didn't think there was a position right now. My happiness is complete" Al kissed the top of his wife's head.

"Al, it's better tomorrow to have a health check. Your late face is often pale" Zifa rubbed her husband's cheeks.

"Ciee's getting attention" seduced Al.

"What the hell"

"Here, I have a gift for you"

"What?"

Al showing 2 pieces of paperbag

"Thank you Al"

Zifa immediately opened the paperbag, a beautiful bag that he knew was worth hundreds of millions

"Al, this is overkill"

"No word to you, baby"

Zifa opened one more paperbag