Love Miss Arogan
Hemorrhaging

"No, I'm not papa"

Al called one of the maids to get food for his wife.

"It's a meal first" Al offered a bribe to his wife.

"Ohhh the same son of a ghost is getting more romantic" joked mama Sofi.

Zifa just smiled embarrassedly

After the event was over, Zifa and Al returned to the room.

Al residence seems still crowded because Al and Zifa's parents are the same as staying at the house.

"Darling, hunting shower gih. Keep us to the hospital for a new check later rest" pinta Al softly.

"Yes" Zifa walked to the bathroom while Al took a bath in the other room so that his wife would not have to wait for him to take a shower.

A little while later Al returned to his room and showed his wife sitting on a couch rubbing her stomach.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" Al asked confusedly seeing his wife's expression slightly change.

"Al, my stomach hurts a lot" Zifa complained.

"Kram again?" Al asked in a bit of panic.

Zifa nodded weakly

"Let's hurry to the hospital" Zifa complained with cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

"In a moment" hurriedly Al changed his clothes.

When he finished, he took his wife and took her to the hospital.

"Al, it hurts my stomach" Zifa complained along the way.

"You're patient, let's just get to it"

"But this hurts a lot Al" Zifa's tears had already dripped.

A few minutes later the car arrived at the hospital.

"Dok, help my wife complain of stomach pain" said Al lying his wife on the hospital gurney.

"Al, it hurts my stomach" Zifa complained with a roaring cry that made Al's heart feel slashed.

"You are calm, you and our son must be good" Al calmed his wife.

"Blood?" Muttering Al saw his palms filled with blood flowing from his wife's groin.

"Al, aku pendarahan?!!" Zifa semakin panik kala menyadari telapak suaminya yang tadi menggendongnya berlumuran darah.

"Sttt just pray our son's okay. Okey" Al continues to soothe his wife despite himself being hit by the concussion.

A few moments later the doctor treated Zifa.

Al was still faithful beside the wife of Jarna Zifa kekeh wanted to be accompanied by Al.

After a long debate, the doctor finally allowed Al to accompany Zifa.

"Al, how is Al's son" Zifa kept crying in her husband's arms.

"And I told you, our son must be fine"

The doctor placed an infusion on the back of Zifa's hand and injected something.

After some action is done, the last step of the doctor applying the gel to Zifa's stomach and start carrying out the ultrasound procedure.

"Mr Al and Ms. Zifa, can be seen here. Mistress Zifa's breastfed foetus is fine. Still active, his heart rate is normal. The bleeding experienced by Ms. Zifa is one of the effects of fatigue experienced by Ms. Zifa because of air travel is quite far and also a seven-monthly event. The rest is safe. It's just that Ms. Zifa needs a bedrest in this hospital for the next 2 days. After later his condition improved he may be able to go home"

"So you have to hospitalize Doc?" Ask Zifa.

"Yes madam"

"But I don't want to hospitalize the doc" Zifa protested.

"But with your condition like this is recommended for hospitalization to ensure you and your baby are in good condition"

"I.." Zifa whined to her husband