My Angel Wife
Chapter 85

Two months have passed since Fanya was declared pregnant, everyone in the Abhivandya family residence is very possessive of the pregnant woman. She's not allowed to do anything even helping Mommy Della cook just isn't allowed. Sometimes Fanya is quite upset with the possessiveness of everyone especially her husband who only allows her to continue to rest or just a small walk. But after he thought about it, what everyone was doing was indeed a common thing first one month ago when he checked the contents, he said, it turns out the doctor stated if the content is weak and prone to miscarriage. So he is required to really take care of his content.

Fanya revealed the clothes she was wearing when she stood in front of the mirror in her room. He smiled when he saw his stomach growling. He elus stomach distended it with great caution, timid when he was too excited stroking his stomach could harm his future son.

"It's fine in here, baby. Mommy loves you so much, "inner Fanya before she closes back the shirt she was wearing.

With a smile that was still fluffy, Fanya walked out of the room that was already quiet because her husband had left for the office an hour ago.

Still filled with caution, Fanya stepped into the elevator in the house. Eventually he arrived on the first floor. Seen on the floor it looked lonely, there were only a few maids still carrying out their duties. While the other members of the Abhivandya family have returned to their respective activities, not least Mommy Della who had taken the time to say goodbye to Fanya, Fanya, the middle-aged woman said she was going to the supermarket to buy some of her personal needs. Even the middle-aged woman had invited Fanya to come with her on condition that she had to use a wheelchair, but unfortunately Fanya refused Mommy Della's invitation. He is now alone at home.

Fanya now walked towards the back garden. He needed fresh air to calm himself.

Arriving at the back garden, his eyes opened wide when he saw the many roses that were blooming.

"Gosh, that's beautiful. I haven't been here for 2 weeks. And last time I came here, not a single flower bloomed. Very much different than now. These flowers seemed to be welcoming me. Wants me to pluck it," Inner Fanya. Her hands were itching, wanted to pick all the flowers in the garden and she assembled into a bouquet of flowers that are very beautiful then she will give to her beloved husband.

Cheerfully, Fanya took a small basket that was available not far from the park did not forget he also took the scissors that had been prepared there, which was already prepared, maybe all of that was prepared by the maid to make it easier for Mommy Della to harvest fresh flowers in the park.

Fanya began to step on her feet, entering the area of the flower garden. One by one the flowers he managed to pick and he put in a flower basket.

A feeling of happiness also erupted in Fanya's heart, until suddenly the smile on her lips slowly faded when she saw a snake in front of her feet. Fanya's heart triggered so fast, she wanted so badly to ask for help but unfortunately around the park there was no one but herself. The snake that Fanya knew that the snake was a cobra slowly approached her feet so that Fanya slowly rewinded her legs. Until the cobra holds its head up, Fanya reflexively rewinds her legs so quickly that she does not know if behind her there are earth steps that managed to make her fall along with the flower basket and scissors that were in both hands already lying just above the ground to make the flowers that he picked were scattered on the ground. The ringing on his lips sounded softly with both hands currently on his stomach. He gripped the strong clothes he was wearing as an outlet for the pain he was feeling in the area of his stomach. But once Fanya looked at the snake that slowly moved away from her when one of Fanya's hands grabbed the flower prop and then she swung towards the snake to keep the snake from getting closer to her. And when Fanya felt that the snake had really moved away from her, she held her stomach again. The sweat now began to drench his body as the pain became more and more he felt. To make Fanya shed her tears. I swear by anything, he just felt an incredible pain like this. Fanya wanted to shout for readiness assistance but that was impossible due to the limitations she had. And the only way someone could see him and give him only one favor was to walk out of the park.

Fanya tried hard to stand up, but unfortunately his body was too weak so many times he tried, many times he also failed. Fanya's cry grew as she felt a liquid coming out of her sensitive area below. He believes the liquid is not urine or vaginal discharge, but something he does not want is blood. And sure enough when he held the back of his pants, he felt wet and when he saw his hands, he saw there was a blood patch that managed to make the heart of Fanya almost beat like.

"Yes Allah. Why is the blood coming out. I ask Allah to strengthen the fetus in the womb. Don't let the child of God do anything. Servant please." Fanya currently can do nothing but pray for the good of the baby in her womb.

"Son, Mommy please hold on," continued Fanya. Wish his son-in-law would listen to what he just said in his heart and his son-in-law would obey what he said.

Fanya's feet that felt like jelly did not allow Fanya to stand up so she tried to get out of the flower garden, but it did not make Fanya give up. He came out of the flower garden by crawling little by little until he managed to get out of the flower garden. But Fanya was still crawling towards the back door, she did not care that both her palms and knees were injured. Because his concern is now fully focused on his prospective children. For whatever sake Fanya regretted what she had done earlier. He regretted why he had to move a lot, he regretted why he obeyed the wishes of his brain which had a good idea until he forgot the state of his baby in his womb. He should have stayed in the room, resting fully for the good of himself and his future baby. But, honey, the rice has become porridge. He could not prevent what was happening right now. And he can only pray for the good of his future baby. And if her baby happens to her later, Fanya will never forgive herself.