
Gabriel led Rhea to sit on a chair, then took some drinking water. Rhea massaged the base of her nose, her head feeling dizzy and heavy. Even his body was very limp now.
"Rhe, you're okay, right?" Sky asked giving a worried look at him.
Rhea looked up, then smiled. "Come, Mom. Maybe because of the rain."
Not long after Gabriel appeared carrying a glass of warm water and eucalyptus oil. "Drink first, dear."
Rhea received the glass and immediately gulped down the contents a little, then gave it to Gabriel again. "Thank you."
Gabrile put the glass on the washtafle table, then smeared Rhea's stomach with eucalyptus oil.
Sky looked at Rhea fixedly. "Are you not pregnant, Rhe?"
Hearing that, the two of them looked at Sky. Afterwards they throw one another's eyes.
"Pregnant?" A smile rose in Gabriel's lips. He could not imagine how happy it would be if Rhea really got pregnant in a fairly fast time.
"You better take Rhea to the hospital to make sure, Gab." Sky's suggestion was instantly answered nodding by Gabriel.
After the rain stopped, Gabriel took his wife to the hospital. And how happy she was because Rhea was really pregnant. Her age is only two weeks. Gabriel continued to give thanks because his seed grew so fast. Perhaps his presence is indeed the destiny of God as a cure for the loss of the grandma.
Upon returning to the mansion, Rhea lay on the bed because her dizziness never went away. Gabriel who sat beside him also felt pity, pulled the blanket to the chest of the wife. "Rest, the doctor says you need to rest a lot. Don't be so stressed, did you hear that?"
Rhea smiled. "Yes, honey." The answer then closed his eyes. Gabriel kissed his forehead warmly. Then rubbing his wife's slightly hot head, Rhea really had a fever.
"It looks like it's raining, honey. You have such a fever" said Gabriel, staring at his wife pity.
Rhea opened her eyes again. "My body feels like it hurts all, Gab." His groan then hugged Gabriel's waist spoiled.
"Patience, Honey. Maybe the effect of the medicine hasn't reacted." Gabriel gently rubbed his wife's arm.
"Hug me." Rhea whined like a child. Of course Gabriel followed him and lay down to hug his wife.
"I didn't know you'd be this sick when you were sick." Whisper later.
Rhea tightened her arms even more, even buried her face in the chest of the husband.
After a few minutes, Rhea really fell asleep because she started to hear her soft snoring.
Gabriel kept peeping at his wife's head with a straight forward look.
Oh my God, thank you for this happiness. You gave us good news after the grief. And for you Grandma, the thing you're waiting for is really happening right now. Wife's pregnant. We'll soon have a child. Gabriel in the heart. Unknowingly her tears were dripping, between sad and happy being one.
Elsewhere, Marvel came to her apartment in still slightly wet clothes. Of course Emilia was shocked to see it. Marvel gave him a quick glance, then passed into his room just like that. Of course Emilia was confused. Because after a few days he lived there, this is the first time Marvel came in a mess. Usually the man is always dressed neatly and elegantly. Emilia raised a sound, after which it moved from there.
Moments later, Emilia brought warm milk and snacks for Marvel. He hesitantly knocked on the door of the man's room. I want to make sure the guy is okay. He knows how it feels to be abandoned by someone he loves.
Not long after the door opened, showing Marvel who had changed into a casual outfit with wet hair. And that makes him look more handsome.
Seeing that Emilia was suddenly nervous and did not dare to look directly at Marvel's face. "Ummm. I gave you warm milk." He said while looking down.
Marvel looked at him without giving a response. And that made Emilia curious and immediately looked up.
The cesss!
Accidentally their views met and locked onto each other. However, Emilia immediately regained her senses and decided her gaze quickly. "I'm so sorry about your Grandma."
Marvel nodded. Then took the tray from Emilia's hand. "Next time no hassle. I can do it myself." After saying that he immediately closed the door without saying a word of thanks. And that makes Emilia tick.
The next second Emilia looked annoyed. "Based on an arrogant man, at least say a word of thanks even if you're not happy. Slightly, can't what appreciate the hard work of others?" His murmur was full of annoyance. After that, he rushed away from there.
The next day, Emilia woke up late because last night her stitches returned to inflict tremendous pain. Maybe because he moved too much yesterday.
Now, his stomach also feels sore from hunger. Looking to the side, Noah was no longer in bed. Looks like the kid's awake. Emilia lazily got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
After cleaning herself, Emilia moved out of the room because her stomach was rumbling to be filled. Arriving in the dining room, he was surprised that Marvel and his son were still there.
"Mommy!" Noah smiled so sweetly. The boy was enjoying his chocolate bread with great pleasure. Even his mouth to brown. Emilia smiled amusedly looking at him.
Emilia turned to look at Marvel, then smiled. "Morning." Treat it kindly. Unfortunately, the man did not touch her. Emilia did not want to bother about that. He took a loaf of bread and devoured it.
Until Marvel spoke up. "I'll take Noah in front of my family."
Hearing that spontaneously Emilia turned her head in shock. "To__your family?" Nervously.
Marvel looked at him flatly. "He deserves to know who his family is."
Emilia looked agitated. What if they reject their son?
"A__i...."
"I don't need your opinion." Sela Marvel's.
Emilia looked at Marvel in annoyance. "But I'm his mother, what if they reject Noah?" Stewing.
"I don't need their opinions either, they just need to know, if he's my son." Firm Marvel.
Emilia bit her lips while twisting her fingers. He was still not sure the noble family would accept his son, who incidentally was born from the womb of an ordinary person who had nothing like him. Plus her fear of Eveline is likely to be angry when she knows she killed the fetus. Violet once told him that Eveline had not been told about it.
What if Eveline took it all out on Noah? No, Emilia didn't want that to happen. It was enough that he almost lost his son.
Seeing the anxiety on the woman's face, Marvel sighed softly. "My family's not what you think it is."
Emilia closed her eyes for a moment. Then look back at Marvel. "What if I don't agree?"
"I told you, I don't need your opinion."
Emilia got up from her seat with a stern look. "But he's my son too! How could you do that at will? I decided to give birth and raise her. You don't know how hard it is to raise a child alone. Maybe you won't think until there because you have everything. As for me, only a helpless woman needs hard work to make her happy. And now you're saying you don't need my opinion?" Sarcasm said. His eyes began to misty his emotional cusp. Even his stomach hurts now.
"I'm his mother." Her baby started crying. "I have the right to make a decision on my son. You can't take her." After saying that Emilia directly brought her son to the room. He really did not want Noah's face known to the public, especially the noble family.
Marvel rubbed his face gently. She never thought that she would get angry easily.
Emilia sat herself in bed with Noah still in her arms. Then a small hissing because the former operation back inflamed. But it seemed to ignore that feeling.
"I'm sorry, Mommy. Mommy can't be a perfect mother." Noah's head was so deep. "Don't you ever leave Mami again?"
Noah looked up, then he looked at the face as if Emilia was a goal-goal. "Mommy don't cry." He said as he rubbed the trail of Mami's tears gently.
Emilia shook her head lightly accompanied by a sincere smile. "Mommy's not crying, honey. Just a glint."
"Why is Mami bad?" He asked with an innocent face that was so adorable.
Emilia smiled amusedly. "Papa's just not evil, honey. Mommy just glimpsed that." He answered while wiping the rest of his tears.
Noah looked at him. And that made Emilia feel guilty. He breathed heavily. "Listen to Mommy, honey. Papa is not evil at all. We were just a small fight. Just like Noah and John." Evidently.
John himself is the son of his neighbor in Switzerland who happens to be the same age as Noah. The two never get along because they are both naughty.
Noah put on an annoyed face. "I don't like John. He's naughty."
Emilia laughed crisply, "didn't you also naughty hem?" The boy's nose was angry.
Noah smiled. "I'm not naughty, Mommy."
"Oh yeah? Then, who dong who often damage the garden Mami?" Temptation Emilia. Spontaneous Noah laughed.
"That's John, Mommy."
"really?" Noah was getting more and more chuckling because Emilia tickled him. "Bad kid, it's wrong still to blame someone else."
"Sorry, Mommy." Emilia embraced him with affection. "I love you, Mommy."
Emilia smiled happily. "Mommy too, honey. You're the only one alive, Mommy." Kiss after kiss he gave to his little son. Fear also enveloped his heart. Afraid that Marvel might take Noah out of his hands.
Mommy won't let anyone take you, honey. Mommy will do everything we can to stay together. I'm sorry if Mami separated you from your biological Papa, because that's best for both of us. Inner Emilia. He kissed the son full of love.