Pursuing the Love of my Maid
37. The Death That Almost Picked Up

“How beautiful my son is, his face is very similar to mine,” said Abimana while gently stroking the back of a tiny baby who at that time still closed his eyes and moved a little like he was looking for ASI.

At that time Abimana was in one room with Manda who was still asleep after surgery. The sister was still there to wait for the observation period. All Abhimana ask to do with the best service, in blatantly asking for VVIP service.

“Sus is my son, why moves like this?” ask Abimana who still has zero experience about babies.

“Oh, it's been two hours, he's thirsty sir. It's time to suckle, I briefly tried to wake her mother first,” said Sister who then slowly woke Amanda.

Several times tried and Amanda still faithfully closed her eyes. Abimana began to panic when the Sister who was on guard called the Doctor who was handling her.

“What is this, why are your faces panicking like this?” asked Abimana with a tone of voice that began to rise he was no less panicked.

“There is something we have to deal with Sir, this Father's wife ...”

“Why, why him?” abhimana snapped and made the baby cry.

The cry of the son made Abimana immediately hold it with her heavy hands she tried to calm the child. With a low voice, which shook he spoke while sticking the face of the little one on the chest of his field without a pedestal whatsoever. Skin meet skin.

“Shock yes Son? Sorry dad yes,” he said softly and dearly.

A series of attempts are made by the Doctor and the team to wake Amanda, but there is no reaction at all. All vital signs are normal. His heart and breathing are also running normally.

“Why this? Is this weird, like the patient didn't respond to anything we did or is he in a coma? We have to get him to the ICU!” doctor Breakup.

Amanda's baby screamed louder, her voice shrill as if she was in pain. Either because of what or maybe because he is very thirsty. But the sound of her crying was heartbreaking.

“Manda! Wake you! I will never forgive you if you stay with us!” abhimana snapped in a state of panic right next to Amanda.

“Pak, don't be like this, as good as you come out. In this case you will only block the course of our handling,” said one member of the medical team.

“I don't want to know! He must wake up! The mandanda! Wake you! You want to leave us both!” Abimana kept shouting and this time it got louder followed by her tag that shook Amanda's arm.

The situation became more chaotic as their babies also grew louder the sound of crying. It was as if the baby could feel the sadness of his father. He also seemed unwilling if the mother just left.

“Pak, don't be like this,” forbid the medical team violently, they pulled Abimana's body away from Manda.

Suddenly ….

“Uhuk!” Amanda coughed as if she let out something that clogged her airway.

“Wake up, patient wake up!” said one of the Sisters and the Doctor immediately examined him.

“Manda ...” Call Abimana with her trembling voice.

Abimana spontaneously hugged and kissed the face of the woman who had just returned from death. All this time he always kept his distance, but on this occasion he who almost lost as if completely unwilling

wasting time for free. Abimana was crying beside Amanda's ears, two men of different generations were like racing to resuscitate his favorite woman.

“Yes, he's our son,” Abimana replied by peeping Amanda in the forehead and somehow she rubbed feelingly.

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The atmosphere is so calm, in the room of the nursery there is a view that is so warm. A young mother was humming while breastfeeding her baby. He sat in a wheelchair staring at the tiny face bathed in the twilight yellowish light.

Clamps! The door opened and Amanda immediately covered her breasts with a cloth. He seemed nervous when he realized who had just entered. His face was downcast and so embarrassed looking back at the man who suddenly gently rubbed the tops of his head.

“Why nervous like that Manda, I've touched and seen it,” chirps Abimana without feeling uncomfortable.

“Yes, that was. In the memory of the Father also at that time it was not me, but the wife of the Father. So let's just say you never saw it,” pass Amanda.

“How never to see, until there he also why should be forgotten. I want to apologize for all that and take responsibility now. I'm his father and I have to take care of him and raise him as well. Today I am

want us to get married,” said Abimana who made the pale face of Amanda turned her head instantly.

“Now?” ask Amanda surprised.

“Pak, what can not be somewhat later or tomorrow only. My body is not fit yet,” reject Amanda who seems to buy time.

Abimana crouched down in front of Amanda. He then gently rubbed the tiny cheeks that have not finished breastfeeding it. Suddenly he kissed the little guy's cheek to make his nose hit Amanda's breast.

There is a sense of unease there that makes Amada want to end the session. But the little guy still sucked it so hard.

“We got married tonight, I've taken care of everything. I don't want to linger letting you have trouble taking care of him alone. There are sisters who will help you later but I do not want to miss this beautiful moment, take care of my own son,” Abimana said with eyes that did not switch from the tiny face of the handsome baby.

“He looks like me yes form his face,” said Abimana who deflected the topic and did not want to listen to the rejection again.

“You did it, sudha obviously he looks like you Sir,” Amanda replied in annoyance. “But I am pregnant, but why is her face like yours? Says a boy will look like his mother. This why is it like you are all?”

“The intentional times God loves this so that you do not want to go again,” Abimana said while laughing and repeating kissing the cheek of the little one and again his nose touched Amanda's breast.

“Intentionally yes? I'm afraid to know? Watch out first, let him drink until full,” throw Amanda by pushing Abimana's shoulder plan.

Without even expecting it, Abhimana immediately bowed and hugged him. “Tadi, I'm so scared that you're leaving us. I can't imagine what our son would be like if you didn't exist. Don't go again huh?”

“Is she really that scared of losing me to this extent? Is this all sincere?” inner Amanda.

~ Connect ….