
Tiger walked quickly with a cup of warm tea up the stairs to his room. When she opened the door she could see how Cheryl had not let go of her embrace at all. He seemed very worried about his mother.
"Drink first, honey," Tiger said, helping Jihan to sit down. Cheryl immediately shifted and sat down to watch her mother.
But just about to drink the warm water, Jihan again felt nauseous, did not have time to finally spit out his stomach contents about Tiger's arms and chest.
Tiger was surprised, he put the cup on the nightstand. His hands were trembling because Jihan was attacked by severe vomiting nausea.
"Mama!" call Cheryl with clear spheres falling on both of her chubby cheeks. He was terrified, but did not dare to approach.
Tiger's body was already wet from being exposed to the liquid Jihan spewed out. Tiger's breath was wafting irregularly, not out of disgust. However, fearing something bad happened to his wife.
"Oh my God, honey. What exactly are you?" tiger exclamation helped tie Jihan's hair, then grabbed a wet tissue to wipe Jihan's paled face.
"Have you?" ask the man when Jihan starts to stop.
Jihan nodded, Tiger returned to lay his wife's body on the bed. Cheryl still looks scared. Now the man turned to the other side, wiping the top of Cheryl's head.
"Dear, don't be sad. Doain mom. Just take a shower first," he rushed to clean himself.
Just a few minutes later, Tiger came out of the bathroom. He took a shower in a hurry, then put on his casual clothes.
Tiger sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the top of the woman's head while bringing his face closer. "Darling, are we going to the hospital?" take Tiger in a soft voice.
As soon as Jihan opened her eyes, "Cheryl how?" he answered with a glare. He cannot leave his son. While if invited is not possible, his age is still vulnerable to disease. Jihan has always been protective about her daughter's health.
Tiger turned to the bed, hugging his frightened daughter. "Honey, Mama let the doctor in the hospital. Cheryl is at home with Ma'am," he gave an understanding.
"Cheryl's coming, Pa!" whinek the little girl looked up. Her tears are still flowing.
Tiger lowered his head, wiping both of his daughter's wet cheeks, while looking at her gently. "Little kids can't go to the hospital, honey. There's a lot of germs, a lot of viruses, a lot of sick. Cheryl's body isn't strong yet."
"You're coming, Pa!" whine Cheryl again. Even her crying is getting louder.
"Cheryl, mommy's sick, so Cheryl should be healthy too, can't be sick Don't feel sorry for her later?" Tiger was still trying to seduce his daughter.
Jihan opened her eyes, the whack of dizziness left her closed. He looked at his daughter. "Cheryl, at home used to be the same Ma'am yeah. Later after mama recovers we go for a walk," Jayu Jihan touches Cheryl's little arm.
"Mama promise?"
"Yes, Honey. Good boy should obey mom papa huh. All for Cheryl's good," jihan's advice was echoed by the girl.
Tiger let out a sigh of relief, as Cheryl was willing to listen to his wife. He immediately carried his daughter and delivered her to the nanny.
"Sir, please take care of Cheryl. I want to go to the hospital with Madam," Tiger said when accidentally passed downstairs.
"Mrs sick, Mister?!" the woman grabbed Cheryl's body and held her.
"Looks like. Cheryl, papa stay a while, son!" he rubbed Cheryl's head and kissed her. Cheryl just nodded.
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Tiger carried Jihan's body possessively. He did not let his woman step on the floor, even though he continued to thrash. Especially when I got to the hospital. Jihan was certainly embarrassed, hiding her face in her husband's chest.
"He was vomiting earlier! Quickly check on my wife!" tiger told medics on duty at the IGD that morning.
"Ba .. good, Mister!" it's stamped, setting up a gurney. "Please, Master!" abugn.
Tiger put his wife down very carefully. He remained by Jihan's side, unwilling to leave her for even a second. Although it has been forced out for maximum handling.
"I still have to monitor my wife! If there is a mistake, let this room be destroyed!" sternly with a sharp look.
Everyone is surprised. No exception to his wife. Jihan immediately grabbed Tiger's hand and shook her head in fear.
The medics immediately did their job, as did the guard doctor who deftly examined Jihan. Tiger with his cruel look certainly makes the whole room struggling with a strong heartbeat.
Some time passed, the Doctor asked Jihan a few complaints while checking. Tiger was still staring haughty and creepy.
"Master, the Madam must be hospitalized. Because his condition is very weak at this time," said the doctor ventured to look at Tiger.
"What happened to my wife?!" he looked seriously.
"This is still my guess, for the next let it be examined by the obstetrician. And so that nutritional intake is still fulfilled, the Madam should be hospitalized for a few days first," said the doctor.
"Wait on! The obstetrician?" exclaim Tiger.
"Yes, Sir. Based on the information and complaints of the Madam, my estimate of the Madam is pregnant. But for more details, I will leave it to the obstetrician," continued the doctor kindly.
"DIG!"
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