The (Former) Mafia
97. Sorry

"When! Babe ... hey! Wake up! Your job is long! There are little angels you must love. There are husbands who still need your guidance, and there are many people waiting for your happiness! Believe that! You are still very useful to many people! Wake up! Spread the goodness even if only as big as mustard seeds! Many people love you, queen (heaven) and angel of the world. "

The eyelids slowly opened. Very slowly also full of caution. A clear thread dripped from the corner of his eye. His head turned to the right and to the left, there was no one there. A few seconds later, the door on the other end opened very hard. The people in blue clothes ran to each other. These faces, Nabila had never seen them. There were one to two people he might know. However, the rest, Nabila did not know.

"Goddessa. This is a miracle. We waited almost a week. The signs on the patient's vitals are very good. Everything's normal, like nothing ever happened."

The woman was just him with eyes moving to and fro. He's too confused. The smell of medicine was too pungent for him. It's also very cold there. His throat is dry and sore. Nabila can't make a sound.

"We make sure everything! If possible, we will directly move the patient to the inpatient room!"

"Okay, Doc!"

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"Darling! Are you conscious? Does everything still hurt? Which part hurts, hmm? Want me to call a doctor? What do you need? You!"

"Shutttt!" Nabila put her index finger over her lips. He was certainly powerless when he saw men who were usually tough to shed tears. His hands stretched out, asking Bara to bring his ears closer. "Our children, where are our children, Mom?" The voice sounded very soft and faint. Bara smiled, stroked the face of the wife and then kissed her beautiful wife at a glance. This face is still very pale. A little skinny from last time. However, she remains a very beautiful woman for her husband as well as for her children.

"They're fine, honey! They're still staying at the incubator, but I'm sure they can get through this easily. Now, focus on your recovery. There is Mbak Aisyah who donated her ASI to our little angels," Bara said. "You don't have to worry, I've done a lot of checks. Akhlak Mbak Aisyah is also very good, just like you."

Nabila just nodded. Thank goodness it was like that. But wait, why, why Bara directly looking for a donor, is not he only slept for a while.

"What date is it now, Mom?" ask Nabila again.

"Date 30. One week after you gave birth!"

Nabila's forehead shrivels. One week, why? He felt like he had just slept yesterday. Why is it a week, that long? For a moment Nabila was silent. The shadow where when he met his parents crossed his mind. Nabila smiled slightly, could it be that these people were calling her and asking her to come back.

Breathing slowly came out of the woman's lips. "Why is it getting thinner? Nor shave!" Nabila said while rubbing her husband's face. Stroking the beard of the husband that grows longer than usual. A pair of male eyes were closed. Enjoy every touch she gives. His hands were tightly grasped as if he wanted to say if he did not want to lose. This face is a little different. The sparkles she often saw in her husband's eyes were also absent. One week, only one week Nabila left this man, but the situation was already very chaotic.

"Thank you, honey! Thank you for coming back. I'm sorry, but .. After this, I promise, I'll love you more. I will be more patient and will be a good listener. Don't forgive me if there's a single word that makes you hurt. Please, just this time I lost you. I don't want to see you in pain anymore. I'll take care of you, baby. Whatever and whatever the circumstances, you will still be my first priority. I love you, Honey. Very." Very."

Nabila nodded her head. Naturally, he would accept the promise of the man in front of him, who was unhappy when he heard such a promise. Seeing Bara's situation, Nabila already knows very well if this man loves him very much. So messy that he the perfectionist can not take care of himself.

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"Be careful, honey! Slow down!" the word Bara helps Nabila to learn to walk and move his rigid body. This woman is still very weak, but she insists on immediately undergoing activities as usual.

"Akhich!"

Bruk!

Instead of being afraid, Nabila even laughed because of his body. Luckily Bara was really very patient, dexterous and also painstaking, she could do all this with a better feeling.

"Mas!"

"Hmmm! Wh why? Is there saki?" tanya Bara looked down at her beautiful wife who was looking up in her arms.

Nabila shook his head quickly. The woman pulled the nape of Bara then kissed her husband's lips long enough. He could not wait because the wound in his stomach did not allow Nabila to do that. Bara pulled back the nape of his wife when she was about to release her kiss. He took his wife and sat her on the bed very carefully.

"Lunch, first! You need to get good nutrition so you can breastfeed our two princes and one princess. You also need to get well quickly! Is there something I want to show you?" lirih Bara rubbed his wife's head with a very soft rub.

Nabila just smiled. He nodded while circulating his gaze. "Where's lunch?" ask Nabila to be confused. The woman stared at the door as her husband's hand made a call from his cell phone. The woman's mouth gaped with perfectly rounded eyes.

The people in a neat suit carry a push table with various foods, side dishes and desert. Oh really, there are also some women who wear white suits, don't tell me that the woman is.

"Good day, Madam. I'm Maria, your personal nutritionist."

"I'm Ratih, the head nurse who will take care of all your needs."

Nabila turned back to her husband. Bara, oh really, this guy is really unbelievable.

"Mas Baraaaaa!" grumpy Nabila without opening her lips. Her eyes glared at the husband with fingers pinching the skin of her husband's stomach.

"I love you too, baby!" answer the sinless.

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The End's.

There is still one epilogue. Please wait. Now we make their visuals first.

First lady. Who do not like to be exposed.

Father of the State with a million-flavored charisma.

Sweet and calm sister of Marlina.

Ezra, the rioter.

Akang Durant the maximum handsome.

Beautiful Jess-Jess Her favorite Om Durian.

David (Max) is the most calm.

Her Triplets Mama and Papa Bara.