The Married With Teacher
Mwt chapter 53

The big bubble like a wave rolling over Gery's body collapsed his defenses. The clear water flowed like rain falling down so heavily from the sky. Wetting cheeks. Make both eyes that are always clear that reddened.

Ever since Ghea's body was pushed over the gurney and put into the operating room, Gery unceasingly chanted the do'a in his heart. Hopefully the woman can survive, although Gery knows if Ghea wakes up, opens his eyes, the first thing the woman will ask is their child. Gery could have guessed that.

And even now, ever since the red light above the double door was on, the guy's head was full of answers what would Gery have to give Ghea?

Gery certainly would not have the heart to say if their baby was gone and there would be no more babies growing later in Ghea's womb because the doctor had already removed it.

Gery won't be able to tell that harsh reality, will he?

Seeing the gloomy face of Ghea alone the man could never, especially if later Gery had to see the look of sadness and destruction on the radiant face.

Gery will never be able to.

"I'm sorry, Ghe. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he muttered continuously. The voice that usually always seemed dominant and cold, now the voice vibrated. Crackling. Her breath and breath were almost suffocated by bitterness. Instead of sitting still or sitting down, Gery's body kept pacing. The feeling of restlessness, fretting constantly gnaws at the inner. 

All those vibrating fingers are intertwined. As if he was giving strength to himself. Occasionally the braid of the fingers is released to then be made a fist. Then put the fist on the side wall of the double door that unfortunately has not been open for an hour.

"I failed to be your husband and father to our son, baby." It felt like Gery was eager to destroy the wall of the operating room. Then it went through the wall to look at Ghea's face. Gives strength in the hands.

Instead of just hitting the wall using a fist. And a forehead that is gently banged.

"I can't take care of you and the baby, Ghe. I'm not a dick," he said as he grabbed the messy black hair with the forehead still attached to the wall.

"If I hadn't let Airin into our household. Everything will not be like this. I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry." The voice was so soft and almost inaudible to himself.

Is regret always like that? Arrive late and not responsible anymore with the circumstances that have happened because of a regret?

That's what Gery's inner self is feeling. Regretting.

If Gery knew this would happen, Gery would never leave Ghea. Letting the woman catch up with Airin which ends in kidnapping.

If, from the beginning, Gery knew if helping Airin would cause Ghea to re-enter the operating room for the second time, Gery would not help Airin that night. If Gery knew, he would rather let Airin be taken by Nandan's men than have Ghea go through something like this.

"You must be strong, baby! Not for our children anymore. But, please, Ghe ... for me! You cannot be weak. I don't care if you're going to hate me because I can't fulfill what you want. But, at will, I can continue to squirm your face, Ghe. Please don't scare me, baby!"

After all, the fear of losing just appeared. Gery's gaze looked up. Look at the lights up there that are still on.

There were hurried steps approaching him. Gery turned his head when a familiar voice disturbed his sense of hearing. Mama Dian and Papa Dika directly stormed Gery with a million questions. Which Gery answered by silent silence.

"It's okay, Ger. Gapapas. Even if you don't explain everything. You know, you feel something heavy in here." Wipe Mama's hand on Gery's chest a little can calm her mind.

A mother's hand is that magical. Although it still feels crowded, but not as crowded when Mama and Papa Dika have not come to accompany him. Gives strength to his body.

Gery still has no voice. Even those thick lips seemed to be tightly locked. Even pressing both lips into a line when Papa Dika's big hand squeezed his shoulder. Adding strength to his only son who is being stricken with fragility.

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Maternity room.

Airin's body was half lying down. Both of his legs were wide open. Long and black hair Airin covered. Clear crystals as big as corn seeds sticking out of the pores of the forehead, then poking through the temples, the side of the face then wet the bed of the head half-up.

Airin's breathing gasps until both of his shoulders rise and fall. The doctor continued to instruct Airin to push.

Not just in his stomach Airin felt excruciating pain. But the inner. Fought alone to give birth to a child, without the hand someone rubbed the forehead to remove the cloudy sweat. Grasping his hands, and the sound heard in the sense of hearing to whisper the sentences of strength to Airin.

There is no one to accompany when risking their lives for the sake of the child, it is an ultimate ruin. Airin's instincts felt that. Feel the incredible tightness in the chest.

Airin is breathed out through the mouth. His head was swaying with his right hand that was moving trying to reach something. To then fall touching the hands of the nurse who rubbed the sweat on her forehead.

"Please call Mr. Gery for me!" His request to the sister. The ball of the spring stared in full demand even though it was half open.

It's not just the sisters who are confused. The doctor also helped enforce his back so her at Airin's request.

Why would Airin want someone to call Gery?

"But, Mr. Gery is accompanying his wife in front of the operating room, ma'am." The nurse replied as a rejection of course.

"I beg you!" Petunya again. Clutching the sister's wrist. "I need to talk to him." Airin continued after breathing out through the mouth. Heartburn and pain attack the body and inner Airin. He did not know who to ask but the husband of the woman who had helped him.

To his father, Oh, it still seems impossible. Airin still keeps tightness just to see the face of the Father, let alone have to ask from him.

"If not Mr. Gery .. please call Mr. Adi. The man who brought me here" pinta Airin. His eyes begged again. He strained later while clutching the sister's hand by one hand. The other hand gripped the edge of the gurney.

Airin's head is raised. Stay away from pads. A sound filled the room. Airin is not strong actually. But no, she should be able to deliver her baby safely and not lack for anything.

"Suster ... hah hah hah .. please pang .. call Mr. Gery ... huh huh huh huh.. or Mr. .. Adi." Airin's talk is messy. His breathing is irregular. Breathe in and then throw it out through your mouth. Heartburn in his stomach increasingly invites Airin to push. But honestly, Airin needs someone to encourage himself. Although there are nurses and doctors who are not stopping to give it to Airin, but the woman needs the hands of the person she hopes to attend.

Airin knew that it would not be possible. But at least there is hope and nothing is impossible, right? Airin hoped the man would give his hand to hold.

"Aahhhh .." Airin's head was raised again with a loud voice filling the delivery room.

"Yes, so. Keep up the spirit, Mom. His dedenya head was already half-seen. A little more, Mom. You can definitely!" Doctors continued to cheer at the end of the gurney where Airin was half-lying. The doctor's head was down. Saw something black between the wide-open hemispheres of Airin's limbs.

The black hair of the baby was already visible though not yet completely. But doctors continue to give the spirit to Airin. Occasionally both hands of the doctor press the thigh Airin to be more open and the baby will also be easily pushed out.

"I'm not strong, doc.." Airin's voice shook. "Please."

Srekk…

The green hordeng was open. The eyes of Tirin glanced there. To a tall figure with the sleeves of the shirt rolled up to the elbows.

Both corners of Airin slightly raised. Shaping smiles. With intermittent breathing, Airin called out to him.

TO BE CONTINUED

Your dear ...

I don't know anymore to say sorry how many times because the update time is too far from the last time I UP. I don't know what else to say but sorry.

Yesterday for two weeks my body dropped. Check it twice. And that's just what I'm going through.

Sad actually, just like everything if it hurts. Especially the AGE.

But thanks to you who are waiting. Thank you for always giving the best comments and likes. Thank you for everything and support until now I can still take a tick. Even though typing in this chapter was for days can nyampe 1k more words.

Keep your health in check. Because healthy is really expensive. What pain again.

The free one was ... when fit again healthy hurt .. wkwkwk (joke)

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