The Devil Husband's
CHAPTERS 108. CHERYL ANASTASIA
"Rico, I beg you!" whining Jihan again in her hoarse voice, when she did not hear any words from the man.
Rico took a slow breath, his face was doubtful. Pity was indeed struggling in his heart, but his work was threatened if he obeyed. Once again, his conscience is moved, Rico is unlikely to add any burden to Jihan.
"Yes! Come on, back to your room!" he prepares a wheelchair for Jihan to sit down.
"Close to the neonatal room first huh. I want to see my son," jihan's request, which Rico immediately obeyed.
Arriving in front of the neonatal room, he could see a lot of babies in the incubator. They simply stood in front of the room, watching one by one from behind the translucent glass wall, to look for where the baby was.
"Ji, that's your baby! Third row from the right!" show Rico who found him first. He could clearly read the nameplate of Jihan and Tiger embedded there.
Jihan whose gaze was blurry as it condensed again, now immediately turned to look at him. The small body attached to several medical devices all over his body, as well as the oxygen hose on his small nose made Jihan back congested.
Her hand stuck out on the glass wall, feeling it as if it was touching the surface of her baby's frail skin. His lips smiled even though his tears kept falling.
"Beautiful, very similar to his father. It seems, your uterus is just a daycare," joked Rico.
"Hmm" he nodded, confirming.
"What'd you name it?" asked the loyal Rico standing behind him. He looked towards the little baby.
"Cheryl Anastasia" Jihan said softly without blinking.
Rico gave a thin smile. "What a pretty name. Any meaning?" His eyes shifted on the woman again.
"Mmc ... Cheryl was loved. Anastasia, rise. I hope he becomes a child that everyone loves and will make me rise up" Jihan explained with a smile, clad in all the wounds inside him.
They were there for a long time. The little baby was not fussy at all. As if concerned about the condition of his parents. He slept all day, even all night. Special formula for premature babies is always given on time.
For an hour, Rico forced Jihan to return to her room. Even if the woman does not want to. He is still in recovery.
One month later ....
Jihan has been able to escape medical treatment. His recovery is very fast. Besides the medicines given were very good, his spirit to recover was so high. The goal is clear, so that she can always take care of her husband.
Every day she cleansed her husband. Like this morning, Jihan painstakingly and gently wiped all the surface of Tiger's skin. Leaving certain parts that cannot be reached.
"Morning, Honey. Our son is really cool, not fussy at all. According to the specialist, his condition is also starting to improve. You should also have an increase in dong. Don't you want to carry Cheryl?" jihan murmured after kissing her husband's forehead.
He always talked about the development of his son, telling what he felt, but did not complain at all. Trying hard even though the heart screams. He will continue to remember the promise that has been embedded in his mind.
"I'm sorry, I have to give you a name. Don't negotiate with you yet, I'm sure you'll like that name. She's cute, pretty, her beads are beautiful like you, her lips, maybe Cheryl is your baby version. Ah, it looks like my womb is just a daycare," Jihan continued, chuckling.
His net caught a clear grain flowing from both corners of Tiger's eyes. As if responding to every word. "Don't cry, honey. We're doing fine. We just hope you recover. Don't be sad, there are many who take care of us" Jihan continued to hold her voice to remain stable. Then hugged her, fused her cheeks with Tiger's.
A few moments later, Jihan took it off. Wiping the remains of tears at Tiger's temple then cupping his cheeks. "I want to see Cheryl first. Soon there was a pediatrician's visit," said Jihan kissing forehead, cheeks and lips Tiger.
Jihan turned to the neonatal room. His steps were slow and hopeful. When he got there, he went straight into the room. Her face sparkled as her little daughter moved her entire limbs comically. But not crying at all.
"Cheryl!" call Jihan outside the box that locked her daughter away. "It's healthy, honey. We'll see papa later," he continued.
The little baby sucked his little fingers. His movements were agile even though his body was very small. But there have been significant changes compared to when he was born.
And sure enough, after waiting for a series of doctor examinations. The baby was declared healthy without having to use the help of medical devices again. Cheryl is ready to adapt to the environment.
How happy Jihan, after wearing an adorable baby dress, now the little baby is in her arms. For the first time. Unknowingly he cried haru, hugging his little daughter. "Welcome to the world, my daughter. Cheryl Anastasia," she murmured gently kissed the baby's cheek.
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