Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 208

Diego stood on the hospital rooftop, staring at the star-studded night sky. The breeze that blew was quite strong, waving the end of a disheveled white shirt.

Suddenly, a clear circle called tears fell without him noticing. They came out like a flood that had just broken into a dam.

He tried to wipe it, but the tears kept coming out nonstop. In fact, as he rubbed both eyes and took a deep breath, they still came out.

Diego was still busy wiping away the tears, to the point of not realizing, someone had been standing next to him. The old man who was already grizzled, slightly firmly patted his shoulder.

"You're a dad, why so whiny?" said mock.

Without turning his head and looking at the man's face, Diego replied in a hoarse voice. "Did your wife also struggle like this when she gave birth to me?"

"Every woman struggles to give birth, Diego. Not just your mom."

Diego bowed, his tears falling immeasurably. Becoming heavier than before, he even sobbed.

"Although that's the case, your mother didn't ask for a reply. To me or to you. Didn't we?"

"Yes, Dad. I'm not demanding anything from them either."

"Good!"

Aishe's eyes slowly blinked, feeling her hand being grasped by someone. He turned his head, seeing Diego sitting next to him.

"How did you sleep?" ask Diego who has been awake since.

"Very soundly. Maybe because I saw someone crying and asked me not to go" Aishe teased.

Diego raised both corners of his lips. He knew that it was just a temptation from his wife. But for some reason, he felt very happy when he heard it.

Slowly he stood up. Take a glass and pour warm water, do not forget, give a few drops of honey. After making sure the temperature was right, he helped Aishe to slightly straighten the back of the bed, until his body was slightly raised.

"Drink first! The doctor said, honey water is good for restoring energy."

Gently and attentively, the man who was originally cold, now helped his wife to drink. Truly, a change that was never expected before. Even by Aishe himself.

"Have you seen him, Die?" asked Aishe who was curious, where did her husband go earlier.

"Yes. He's as handsome as I am." Two corners of Diego's lips lifted back up. Imagine the face of the son he had seen in the nursery.

"Why are you so upset? Aren't I handsome?"

"of course. I was upset that there was no part of him that looked like me! Obviously I'm 9 months pregnant!" Aishe threw away her face while holding her hand.

"Heem .. I also feel strange. Why is there nothing similar to you?" Diego thought a little while looking at Aishe's annoyed face.

"Then, what if we do it again? Daughter, maybe she'll be similar to–"

BUGS!

Diego had not yet finished his sentence, a pillow successfully hit his handsome face.

"Darling!" diego shouted in surprise as a pillow sat a few seconds down his face.

However, the man was even more surprised when he saw Aishe with an angry face looking at him. He hurriedly approached, then stroked Aishe's cheeks and kissed her forehead.

"I'm just kidding, baby!"

Aishe let out a rough sigh. Staring at the husband's earnest face, made him feel a little guilty.

In any case, he wouldn't mind if Diego wanted another child. Aishe herself wanted to live surrounded by many children. In fact, he dreams of having three sons and two daughters who will enliven the house.

"You pissed me off, Die!"

Diego didn't give any response. He stared into the face of the wife who was no longer pale. Then, slowly grabbing the wife's reddish lips with hers.

Soft kiss landed perfectly. Delivering the hormone oxytocin that soothes and reconciles feelings.

"It's late, go back to sleep. Tomorrow morning, we should welcome the little angel you just fought for." Diego stroked the wife's hair, then slowly lowered the bed rest so that Aishe could return to rest.

"You too, Die. I know you haven't slept well in days."

"Yes, I'll sleep next to you!"

...☆TBC☆...