Patience in Wounds (Stupidity)
117. I'm your son Mah...

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Mike continued to accompany the woman who was currently back lying weakly on the hospital bed. His hand never left Febby's hand. Fortunately nothing happened to his mother and fetus, if not somehow murkanya Mike at this time.

"Why do you make your mother's distress son," he said as he looked at the stomach that until now was still flat.

"Pity your Mother, be a good child in there. Do not bother let alone trouble mamah. You take it easy even if your mom doesn't want you, there's a dad who loves you and will take care of you."

"Good in your stomach, don't let him be in pain again."

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This time Mike kissed the belly gently, giving a swab and warmth that ran through Febby's still-sleeping blood.

Unwittingly, Mike's gentle treatment has stimulated Febby's subconscious. He could feel the warmth of Mike's touch and how it felt to be worried.

In his unconsciousness Febby saw a little boy coming at him with a little run, a smile expanding on the little boy's face. However, that smile faded even more as the boy reached right before his eyes. Her smile that was so adorable changed with a face full of disappointment.

"Why Mom dumped me and didn't want me, what was my fault and sin. Don't I deserve to be your son..." He said staring at Febby.

"Who are you...?" ask Febby about the boy.

"I am your son Mah, your flesh and blood. I'm the one you've disposed of with no feelings." The look of disappointment was now changed with red eyes full of anger.

"No it's impossible, aren't you dead." Febby said in his dream.

"I will not die, I will always haunt your heart and mind Mah. Ahhaha..." The laughter was so terrifying, even Febby retreated slowly.

But the boy approached Febby again with laughter on his face.

"Don't come any closer. aaa...."

"Aa.. no.." cried Febby awake from his stupor.

Mike, who heard Febby yelling, approached and tried to wake him up.

"Febby, wakeup. Why are you screaming? Don't scare me." Mike said worriedly.

Febby's eyes slowly opened when he heard someone calling him, he saw the place and the surroundings. It turned out that what he saw just now was just a dream, relieved to feel.

"Luckily it's just a dream" Febby murmured.

"Which part of it hurts, why are you screaming?" mike asked who saw the woman silent and did not answer.

Febby's eyeballs turned to the male voice he had been waiting for. He looked at Mike's face with mixed feelings, there was a sense of happiness seeping in his heart.

"At last you came too" said Febby, suddenly hugging Mike's body.

While the male pecked with Febby's reaction which was currently tightly hugging his body, as if he did not want to be left again.

"Don't go again, sorry that my words have gone too far. But I didn't mean it with what I said yesterday." Febby sobbed in the arms of the man he had been so eagerly waiting for. For some reason, but it felt like a light that came to light his life so dark.

Regardless of how they initially met, but Febby realized only this time there were people who really worried about him. Protecting even appreciates it so much.

"Really, you don't mean what you say? That mean you're giving birth to my son?" ask Mike in a happy tone.

Febby unhesitatingly nodded, he did not want to waste such a good man. Although there is no love between them, at least there is a fetus in the stomach that will bring them closer.

Mike returned Febby's embrace, he was so happy that even his eyes were teary.

"Thank you, you've been willing to let it grow in your womb" she said.

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Revan has just finished his job which will be the meeting material tomorrow with a large investor that he just got.

He looked at the clock that had shown at 10 pm, he thought his wife must have been sleeping by now.

Revan closed his laptop and moved out of his chair. He left his office to his room.

While Rara had not slept at all, her heart was pounding and a little regretful for already wearing the clothes her brother had given her. She was ashamed that her husband saw her in that dress.

"It looks like I'm changing again, what would Revan's response be to see me wearing this shirt."

Rara's gaze on her body which almost looks everything like it's not using anything. How not, lingerie with a bright red color with a transparent material and an open bottom top.

I'll just change it, I'm so ashamed that until Revan sees me like this.

Rara was about to get out of the bathroom, to take a change of clothes because the clothes she was wearing had been put in a dirty basket. But just as he was passing through the door, someone came into his room.

Chequek.

Rara rushed back into the bathroom.

Who's coming, lest Revan's not.

How is this I haven't worn the right clothes.

Rara was scared herself, she cursed her stupidity that had been pretentious but now even her guts shriveled when her man had come.

Revan himself was looking for his wife who was not in bed, he thought his little wife was asleep.

"Darling, are you inside?" revan asked in front of the bathroom door.

Even hearing the voice of her husband's baritone when it made Rara's body bristle. He is troubled at this time, should he come out in a garment that misleads the eyes of men or should he put on his dirty clothes again.

"Darling, you're inside. Why don't you answer, did something happen to you?" revan asked again, because he did not hear any sound.

"I.ya Brother, for a moment." shouted Rara.

"All right, get out this is night. Don't stay in the bathroom too long" Revan said. He finally chose to go get his nightgown and replace it in the room. His wife was also in the bathroom so he wouldn't see her. Want to see it legitimately.

Mbak all this because of your idea, the thought of where try if the first night should wear clothes less material like this.

Rara cursed her brother who had given the crazy idea, but the guts were very small.

to be continue...

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