Tarnished Before Accident
Chapter 64. Little Angel

Everything feels empty. Like a clean white paper without a pattern. So quiet and so quiet. I don't know where I am at the moment. The pain I felt before was no longer felt.

Slowly I heard someone's voice. The sound became clearer for longer. But I still feel like I'm on a different dimension. I can only hear, but I cannot speak. This raga feels numb. In fact, I don't know how I'm currently in position.

Until everything feels a little clear. The voice around me was getting more observant I heard. I can't fight back, like I've all given up. Until then my eyes can blink, trying to gain consciousness.

I'm confused where this is. My body can't feel free. Only my eyelids blinked lightly a few times.

I spread my eyes around. There was a figure of a man who was asleep by slapping his face beside my hand. He sat down in a plastic chair, then bent over with his head laid out on my bed. Slowly my hands began to move. I tried to reach him by rubbing his thick-haired head.

"Sister!" My voice sounds soft. Maybe he hasn't noticed my calling. Once again I rubbed his head, intending to wake him up. However, his tired face made me stop continuing.

Rey looks tired. He fell asleep without a fight. Though his position was clearly uncomfortable, but the man actually fell asleep like in a cradle.

I looked at that face again. This face that for some time has always accompanied my days, taking care of me and my son.

The kid?

I rubbed my stomach. Memories of some time ago wandered in my head. I got hit by Kak Rena's car and ....

My eyes widened when I realized my stomach was getting smaller. Where's my son?

I who previously could not bear to wake Kak Rey immediately called her again. Trying to shake his body.

"Sir Rey!"

The eyes try to open. I saw that Rey wasn't fully aware of her deep sleep. But, what I want to ask is more important than anything that looks.

"Alea, are you conscious?" He asked me. "Are you thirsty?"

I'm shaking. "Sister, where's my son? He's fine, isn't he? I didn't lose it, did I?"

There were tears on my cheeks as well. I'm afraid the child I've been keeping is actually sacrificed because of the incident.

Rey's palm rubbed my head. He smiled faintly as his eyeballs looked towards me. "He survived. He's fine."

"really?" I thanked him many times. The tears of sorrow turned into tears full of water. I have become a mother. "Where is he now, brother? I want to see it?"

"Later. You restore your body first. He's in the incubator room. Because he was born faster so he had to undergo special treatment."

Rey grabbed something in her pants pocket. It turns out to be a cell phone. His thumb shifted the screen of the phone nimbly, then showed it to me.

"Here we go. He's handsome."

I can't hide that haru taste. I cried in front of Rey. Everything feels perfect. He does look small and wrinkled. But, I think he's the most handsome boy in the world.

"My prayers answered. She looks a lot like you." I said a soft word full of happiness.

"Heem." Rey's hand rubbed my head again. "That's because your love is so great to me. So this kid looks a lot like me."

"Is that so?" He still bragged. But I don't want to argue because I love him so much. "What's her name? Did Rey give him a name?"

He heard a breath coming from his lips, and said, "Althaf. He will be a gentle, but firm-hearted man. I want him to love his parents and his sisters someday."

"Althaf?" I mentioned that name. "What a beautiful name. I like it."

My fingers rolled, checking every photo Rey took. Althaf, my little angel..

And then I found out that I had been in a coma for three days after having a cesarean section. Rey said that at that time she almost gave up because my heartbeat had stopped. But now we can finally be together again.

Truly, unceasingly these lips give thanks many times for being given the Lord a chance to live once again.

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Rey pushed the wheelchair I was wearing. We're heading to the incubator room. The nurse said Althaf was starving. The little baby has been crying ever since.

As a new parent, I had very little experience. Rey is the same. We are just according to what the female nurse taught us.

When entering the baby's room. I saw my son crying in the arms of a female nurse. He smiled as he came to me with Althaf in his arms. Slowly the little red baby turned to my hand. It was also a moment of overwhelming feeling flooding my heart.

Her small, fragile body. His fingers were very small with his eyes closed tightly. Only her mouth had opened since then, crying with a beautiful tone of voice heard in my sense of hearing.

I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, assisted by a female nurse. How to breastfeed baby in the right position. I was still very stiff, but the nurse said that it was very natural.

Rey also did not remain silent. He helped me to nourish Althaf for the first time. And at this time, the tiny lips began to learn to suck on its food source.

The feeling of training mixed with relief lingered in my veins. Is this what it feels like to be a mother? So beautiful and amazing.

A mother should have an attachment to a child. They cannot be separated just like that. There is something that entangles them in a bond that cannot be explained by words.

While I was feeding my son, the nurse who had been waiting for me asked permission to leave us. I nodded after saying thank you.

Now there are three of us: me, Rey, and Althaf.

Rey crouched down in front of my wheelchair, staring at the quiet little baby in the nursing position.

"Didn't it hurt?" suddenly tanyanya.

"What?"

"That!" He flicked his chin towards my chest.

I snorted, hitting his shoulder softly. "What are you thinking. Don't be weird!"

He chuckled, showing a row of clean white teeth. "I saw Althaf strongly sucking on him. Maybe stronger than what I do to you. Usually you say it hurts, but why shut up now."

"Sir Rey!" I glared at him, but he was not afraid, but just laughed. "Don't discuss such a thing in front of him. I'm afraid his mind will be contaminated with your lewdness from infancy."

The wider the laughter of Rey, but her voice tried to slow down. "Come, Alea! He doesn't understand."

"Can't! Anyway, can't!" I said clarify. Babies should be heard with positive things, no matter smelling me sum like that, right?

"So when can it be?"

"What?" I don't understand the direction of Rey's conversation. His words always made me misunderstand.

Kak Rey's head was placed on my lap, touching her forehead just above my knees.

"When can I do that? How long do I have to fast?" He said in a clear voice, making me want to laugh right then and there. However, I had to endure it because the wound on my stomach was certainly still wet. "Don't take too long, huh? I'm afraid he's rusty."

Gosh darn. I had just given birth, but she was instead thinking about when she could do that again.

Rey, can your head be filled with anything other than bed scenes?