Retaliation of Mafia Wives
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Sasdia glared as she watched Jesy's hand move slightly. "Mas ... Jesy's hand moves, Mas!" exciting Sasdia.
Torih who heard Sasdia's words immediately approached Jesy's bed. The middle-aged couple saw Jesy's eyes begin to move. Sasdia smiled happily as her daughter's eyes opened perfectly. Jesy seemed to be slightly squeaking adjusting the light that entered the retina of his eye. "Call the Doker, Mas" Sasdia said enthusiastically.
Without murmuring, Torih immediately moved out to call the Doctor. Sasdia stood up and looked at his daughter who seemed to have not fully realized. "Honey," Sasdia called slowly.
Jesy looked at Sasdia's face. "Gn …." Sasdia was shocked when he heard a small ringing from Jesy's mouth.
"What's sick, honey?" ask Sasdia worriedly.
"My head is dizzy, Ma" said Jesy.
"Wait, Honey. Papa's calling the doctor" Sasdia said.
Ccq …. A female doctor entered the room, followed by Torih behind her. "Excuse me, I checked first, yes," the doctor said.
The female doctor examined the condition of Jesy who looked so weak. "It's getting better, is your head dizzy?" doctor say.
"Yes, Doc," replied Jesy.
"That's natural, your ship was hit and you were also a little unconscious for a long time due to the operation. So, everything's fine. Just wait for the surgical wound to dry up immediately," explained the doctor.
"Good, Doc. Thank you," Sasdia replied.
"Because Miss Jesy has woken up, so later in the afternoon can start taking the medicine. Then excuse me first."
The doctor's departure left silence in the room. Sasdia was happy to see that Jesy had regained consciousness. "Honey," call Sasdia soft.
"Ma," replied Jesy slowly.
"Yes, what do you want? Wanna drink?" ask Sasdia.
Sasdia and Torih's breathing was choked at the question. The middle-aged couple looked at each other for a moment, then they looked back at Jesy with a sad look. "Ma, Mum. Why are you quiet? Has my son been taken out?" keep Jesy.
Sasdia approached and hugged Jesy's body with tears beginning to flow. Jesy who got such treatment frowned not understanding. "Why is Mom crying? Pa, what's up?" ask Jesy again.
Torih sighed heavily, before starting to make a sound. "Your condition is very severe, the bleeding is not just ordinary bleeding. Your fetus is shaken and hit quite strongly. So ... Your baby can't survive." Torih looked down weakly after saying that sentence.
While Jesy was still silent looking at Torih with a face that did not understand. "What does Papa mean? Was my son born prematurely?" said Jesy.
"No, Honey. She ... go, leave us. You're patient, yeah." Sasdia stared at the face of Jesy who was currently starting to turn tense.
"What does Mama mean?" furious Jesy.
"Your son is dead, dear." Sasdia sobbed while looking down not strongly looking at Jesy's face.
"Don't make it up, Ma. My son is still alive, he must be in another room, right? He was born prematurely, so it was special. Is that it, Ma?" jesy.
Sasdia grew sobbing hearing Jesy's words. His heart was so sliced at Jesy's weak tone. "Don't do this, dear," said Sasdia lethargic.
"What, is that so, right? Let's take me to my son's room, Ma. I want to say hello" Jesy said.
"Jesy, take it, son. Don't be like this, pity your baby there" Sasdia said.
"Shut up, Ma. Mama don't like that, my son is still alive. He's still alive! Mama why do you have to talk like that to your own granddaughter?" press Jesy.
Sasdia shook his head quickly. "It's tough, but .. so it is, honey. Yesterday, Mama and Papa drove her to her final resting place" Sasdia said.
"No! Shh …." Jesy held onto his lower abdomen which felt so painful as he shouted.
Sasdia who saw that was shocked and panicked. "Dear, don't scream. Your surgery wound is still wet" Sasdia said anxiously.