
...Soundtrack//your moonlight-chen (EXO) //...
...Let us be happy....
...-mina-is...
My pregnancy has entered the age of 8 months.I never imagined that I would be blessed with a little angel at this age, I am happy, of course, especially now that Astan loves me very much without less.
But again every time there is happiness there will be sadness, right?.
I'm happy to be able to give Astan a descendant but I'm afraid that I won't be able to see my baby born later.
Because since the condition of my body became more and more alarming, I had anemia that is very severe even until the very doctor suggested that I should not be pregnant at this age.
But who is a mother who will be willing to lose her child even though not born yet.
At first I was very confident that I would be able to survive and be strong and choose to maintain my content.
But the end of the day the fear haunts me even more given my worsening condition.
To sit down I have started to struggle, my face is always pale.
Mas Astan initially strongly disapproved that I chose to maintain my content, I know not because he did not want this child just that he was afraid of losing me.
I also think the same with her, I'm afraid to leave them, I really want to be happy with them.
But I already feel that hope is very thin at the moment.
I could not help but pray to God that I might be given a chance to be happy with them, to hear my son's cry and to smile together for a very long time.
I really wanted to stay alive but I wanted my son to be born safe.
"Why baby? " Astan sat on the bed wiping away my tears.
I shifted slowly approaching the Astan mas with great difficulty.
Mas Astan who saw me struggling in moving also took the initiative to come closer and lie down like me.
"Why are you crying again?you never stop crying, you worry, does anyone get sick? " Mas Astan hugged my weak body despite a little distress because my stomach which was once flat has now gone bloated.
I shook my head"No one is sick, I'm just happy that I was given the opportunity to be a mother even though I don't know what the torment is, if I'll be given the chance to hear her crying voice later."my tears can't hold anymore.
My tears broke imagining my son being born without a mother.
I already know what it's like to lose a mother so I don't want my son to feel that.
Mas Astan sighed heavily, again I caught the look of a dislike face from the Astan mas.
"Why else, baby?who said you wouldn't be able to hear the cry of our angel?you can do it because you're his mother." Mas Astan wiped my tears gently.
I shook my head "I'm afraid of hiks, I'm afraid." I tightened my arms at Astan.
Mas Astan also helped tighten his embrace "Mas know you are a great woman, you must be strong and survive, we must be the same as raising our children, we must be, I don't want to be alone I want us to be with him." Mas Astan's.
My tears are getting broken, I am very and very willing to mas.But what if God wants another, especially with my condition is very severe.
I've taken pains to follow all the doctors' rules so I can recover but still my condition hasn't changed.
"We don't talk about this anymore, you'll get well, baby." Mas Astan slowly kissed the tip of my head.
I could not stop crying and even hardened my crying.
"Mas, I want to say something the same mas but I promise I have to." I'm.
Astan looked at my face carefully.
I took a deep breath but I was actually unable to say it to Astan.
Before my lips spoke my heart was already in pain.
Astan was still waiting for what I was going to say.
"By the way, baby." Mas Astan stroked my hair.
"Later when the little one arrives already born, and I, hyks, I've already left, will you marry again?" I cried after asking that.
"What the hell are you?how many times did I say no one will go, we are destined to be together so you will definitely survive as well as our baby, I don't like it if you discuss this again." Astan looks like he wants to cry.
I want that too.
But back again what if God does not allow our togetherness to last long?.
"Mas, I beg you to horrify me first this time, I really don't know what else I want now?my body's getting weaker by the day, I'm just afraid that after I'm lonely and our son needs a mother figure." I tried to hold back my tears.
But still equally fast.
Mas Astan shed his tears in front of me.
I'm getting fragile just seeing it.
"Listen to you, you're not going anywhere, I guarantee you'll be safe, I don't want to hear that from you, stop talking about leaving and stuff or I'll get angry." Mas Astan wiped his tears violently.
I can't hold back my crying anymore.
Why does all this have to happen to me?.
I want to be happy.
I want to see my son born and smile with them.
I don't want to go.
Astan hugged me tightly.
"Look, baby, we can get through this." Mas Astan stroked my back gently.
"I'm sorry if you're too loud to talk, you might be surprised." Mas Astan's.
Astan himself had been hard-earned to hold back the crying.
Lying his name if he's not worried.
He was as worried as Mina, but he just tried to convince himself that everything would be fine.
Although his heart cried bitterly to see Mina who from day to day increasingly looks worse.
He has also tried his best to take care of and care for Mina properly.
He gave all to the Almighty.
He was just trying to be sure that they would be happy together.
No one will leave or be left behind.
"Give us strength, O God, give us long togetherness, I really want to be happy with my wife and child." Astan.
Kissing the head of Mina who is still as hot as in her arms.
There is no day without tears in their day of the end.
Mina has begun to resign but Astan does not want Mina resigned.
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I'm kasian gaes seeing them both.
So gini gaes, I was just a student if the woman is not good pregnant at the age of 20 years and under because it can harm the mother and baby, but not all of the hell so.
Hopefully we don't experience it yah🤧.
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