The Kidnapped Hot Dady
Motherhood

The sound of medical devices was heard in a room in a large hospital in the city. The room was quite luxurious for his class which had always been in the Third-class ward, and received emergency treatment. At this time the mother seemed to sleep so comfortably even though everyone knew with a whack of pain.

A dady Louis pinta to take care of the mother at that time was doing his job well. A nurse who also works there and wants to do double duty as a personal nurse Meera's mother.

Meera's mother was taken there in a weak and helpless condition. Sweat was pouring, but not from the fear at that time over the commotion. Except from how strong he endured the pain that was in his stomach at that time. Even after all the examinations, Mother was sentenced to a coma for her illness. Colon cancer stage three in the large intestine, and may have an infection in there to make the fluid and the mother's stomach enlarged.

“We have to do big operation after this, Sir. When necessary, the colon that originally became the drain line will be cut and removed, then replaced into a Stoma(hole made in the stomach for the sewerage).”

“Do whatever is best,” Louis's word to his confidants there. Again money is not a problem for him, as long as all are handled well, especially for his in-laws. Yes, even though he had never met.

“Good,” nods Shinta, his trust.

Mom seems very concerned right now. A long hose is attached to the nose up to the stomach to remove the liquid that is there. If you pay attention to mothers like pregnant women Five months, but the contents of the dirty liquid from the infection that has spread there. If Meera knew, she would be very stressed at this moment

Dady is currently preparing in his own room to leave for his office. He was used to preparing himself so that he did not have to call his wife to serve him in the room even though he also wanted to familiarize himself with Meera.

Meera and Sean are getting closer now, no more boundaries between mother and child in general. Meera diligently invites Sean to talk to continue to lure new vocabulary out of his mouth, and he continues to lure Sean's motor to be more active than usual even though it does not leave his favorite.

“Momy, Sean Hungry.” Sean was holding onto his deflated stomach with his face down at the moment.

“Yes, Sean wants to eat? Try minnta please same momy to get me,” woo Meera on the son. But not a word to seduce, but a kiss that landed on Meera say's cheek as well.

“Aaaahh. Try saying, Help me Mom.”

“Mom, please,” says sweet sean to Meera with her cute face. Who can stand if it continues to be teased like that, even Meera feels like melted made. Meera grabbed the little body in her arms and kissed her cheek repeatedly until Sean laughed out loud.

“Ahahhaa…. Hahahaah!!” Sean seemed happy with the full upbringing of his Mommy at the time.

Meera makes lunch for Sean. At that time aunt was making lunch, but Meera asked permission to serve Sean first because it seemed to have been unable to bear the hunger there.

“Sorry yes, Bik. Indeed usually Sean at this hour has eaten at school,” said Meera who took over the kitchen temporarily, while aunt and others prepare the one at the table.

“What's wrong, Mistress. Precisely in this way, the little master will get closer to his Momynya. Seeing and hearing him teratwa only, we are already very happy.” Bik Nurul his name, head of ART there.

Meera simply smiled at the compliment, and proceeded to cook a soup there. While Sean was playing with Dady who approached him.

“You happy? Are you Happy, My Hero?” asked Dady who hugged her little son's body. Sean just nodded his head while drawing a happy family on his paper.

“Dady is also happy if you are happy, dear. Dady will be quieter leaving you for work this time,”

“Dady, work.” Sean repeated his Dady speech flatly and remained focused on the color pencil he was holding at the time.

Dady even took the time to chat and discuss the picture of Sean there even though Sean was not too pushy and replied, but Sean was quite responding to what Dady said to him. Until Momy came up with a plate of food in hand for Sean back then.

“Yes, I have a few meetings today. You keep Sean at home, okay?”

“No, Mr... Dady or Baby,” Sean chirped from his place at the time. Out of nowhere he learned or heard if it was the affectionate call of a lover or husband and wife. It's not even awkward to say it to them at all.

Meera and Dady immediately rounded their eyes and smiled at the son's words, as if teaching the two of them to be friendly in front of him. Dady Louis then raised one eyebrow in Meera as a sign of a question to her.

“You heard him, Mom?”

“Ya, Dady,” Meera replied shyly, especially for her new call. Accustomed to Sean, but not yet accustomed to his Dady.

Meera puts Sean's rice on the table, then grabs the husband's tie for him to trim along with the shirt and suit he was wearing at the time. Dady also kissed the wife's forehead with a friendly in front of his son.

Sometimes Meera just asks what Dady feels when doing that. Forced, or just getting used to activities that will often be undertaken every day.

“I leave,” said Dady with a friendly smile, and Meera kissed his hand.

Meera sat down immediately after making sure Dady had actually left with his car there and refocused on the son. Meera feeds him freely and focused, especially when it comes to teaching Sean to get to know and love vegetables.

“No, I don’t like Broccoli,” refused Sean covered his mouth with one hand, while the other hand pushed the vegetable off the plate.

“Come on, this is healthy.” Meera continued to persuade and return the vegetable again to its place and like it uterus until some time.

Meera, who was getting upset, sometimes just chose to shut up and looked at Sean who snatched the food and ate himself in a corner as usual. He sat limp, tilted his head and resigned himself to everything until Sean returned the plate to him. What is clear is that the whole broccoli is plated, and Meera directly devours it violently.

“Look at meera's naughty mother. So miss mom,” said Meera who became curious about her mother.

“How?” dady asked Shinta in the room. Dady saw it from a room that was bounded with glass because it was not allowed to go in there.

“This is the file for the operation along with the details of the funds to be paid. After that the piece will be examined, whether it is malignant cancer or not, until action can be taken for chemotherapy.”

“Chemotherapy?”

“Yes, at least that's what we can do to inhibit its spread getting worse.” Shinta explains what is and nothing is covered between them.

“Annya?”

“Let it be like this until it improves. Later he'll know,”

“Good,” nods Shinta who regained her file in the master's hand.

Sometimes Dady pity Meera who must be curious about her mother, but this has been their agreement so that she can focus more on Sean there.