The Steel-Cared Rose
Give birth

The closer Sinta gave birth. Dean looked up to Sinta.

"You must not be too tired. I don't want anything to happen to you and our son."

"You don't have to worry, can't you?" Sinta was upset.

"I'm not chatty but I don't want any risk."

"I'm not pregnant for the first time. So you don't have to be fussy."

"I feel like you're differentiating your pregnancy this time. I don't know how you're keeping your womb when you're with Dylan. But I think it's because you're under a lot of mental stress. I can't trust you. Must watch. All right, have you eaten and taken your vitamins?"

"Later."

"Milk?"

"Don't you see what I'm doing?" Sinta jutek's face.

"Fruit?"

Sinta throws the tissue box at Dean, "Get out!"

"No, before you take care of your womb first. You just got back to work."

"No way!"

"When did you last eat?"

"You know!"

The patience of Dean. 

"Why are you always looking for something?"

"Why are you always bothering?"

"I'm not interrupting! If you don't want your desk to work, I'll destroy it. You better set your priorities right now!"

Sinta's face grumbled, "You're so annoying!"

"You are a mother without a heart. Take your revenge on an innocent fetus."

"Who did he say was innocent?"

"What's wrong?"

"Descending your genes and blood."

"Not much talking! Take care of your womb."

Sinta reluctantly denies imagining her desk falling apart because of Dean's anger.

With an annoyed face he got up from his seat. She hated Dean and the baby in her womb.

His thoughts often floated on Dylan and their children. How perfect their family life is every second.

Callista will be having a birthday in a few days. The first birthday without her presence on her side.

His memory floated when they were all still gathered together in Switzerland.

He'll be busy making his own birthday cake or Dylan will buy it.

They prepare each other for birthdays. As memories. All moments are stored in photos and videos.

Like it was new yesterday. Callista's birthday was one year ago.

"Do you want to make a cake or do I buy a cake for Callista?" Ask Dylan.

"I want to make my own." 

He did not expect that the desire to make his own cake was the last time.

She couldn't possibly make her own cake anymore for her daughter. Didn't want to give Dylan and their three children any hope. It would be very painful if they still remembered him without being able to regroup like they used to.

It would be better if they forgot about him and continued their new life.

"You're gonna make chocolate cake for him?" Ask Dylan.

"Yeah! Callista loves chocolate."

"Sapphire too."

"Yeah, they both love chocolate a lot whereas Keanu prefers milk and cheese over chocolate. I'll make cream cheese for Keanu."

"Yeah!"

She will also give you a bouquet of flowers from her florist shop. Coming from his own garden.

Finish eating, drinking milk and vitamins. Sinta decides to take a walk in search of a present for Callista.

"You're not back at work?" Ask Dean.

"I'm being shaved. Take a walk."

"Calm yourself. I'm glad you're freshening yourself."

Sinta passed from before Dean. Ignoring Dean's words.

"Wait!" Call Dean.

"Otherwise?" Sahut Sinta jutek's.

"You're so chatty!" Sinta kept passing by ignoring Dean.

"Let me take you to the car?"

Sinta doesn't care about Dean at all.

Dean put the bag with the necessary equipment.

"Far-away!" Sinta was upset.

"Yes!" 

Sinta got into her car. He opened the bag Dean put in the car and pulled out his wedge pillow. Her aging pregnancy made her back very sore. Using a wedge pillow makes it feel more comfortable.

"Sir, to the hape shop huh." Sinta pulled out the pain reliever. 

Callist already Junior High likely he needs a sophisticated gadget to support his daily activities.

Choose her daughter's favorite color. He chose two mobile phones with each name drawn on behalf of his two daughters. She did not want Sapphire to feel sad to see her brother have a new phone. Of course the different types because Callista is SMP while Sapphire is still SD.

For Callista he chose the pink Acrylic while Sapphire, pastel pink while for Keanu himself white blue.

Three pieces of hape were drawn on their behalf. Their favorite color. Packed with three pieces of gift paper that is adjusted to the color of each phone.

Sinta rang her private detective number. They met in a normal place.

"Please give these gifts to my three children. My birthday's gonna be a little later."

"alright. As usual without a sender?"

"yeah. Just send it to my husband as usual."

"All right."

Their marriage had been annulled by Dean but still. She still felt that Dylan was her husband.

Often she feels she has two husbands of course this from her perspective. Not wanting his marriage to Dylan to be annulled but also unable to resist Dean's desire to continue their marriage. Of course because Dean holds his three children's safety and happiness hostage. He would do anything for his three children and Dylan.

The reality is of course her current husband is Dean. Her marriage to Dylan has been annulled by Dean.

Dean doesn't trust him and Dylan. Still blazing Dean when they were fighting.

"Why are you so cruel to me, Dylan and my three children?"

"I once trusted you both so much. I trust Dylan more than anything in the world. Beyond myself. But what did he do? Escape my wife!" Shouted Dean furiously.

"My ears are deaf to your cry."

"Don't force me to trust you two. I cry over your fake grave every day. You married a lawyer I trusted a lot. Which I consider my own brother. I don't want to talk about this anymore. Accept my decision without having to question it again. Because I have a strong reason behind it. Don't ask me to give you a second chance! You are forever mine. No second chances!"

Tears of Sinta dripping. Why is her love life and marriage so complicated?

Suddenly Sinta's stomach cramp. His face was pale and a sweat poured out of his forehead.

"Mom's okay?" Ask the swastanya detective.

"My stomach hurts. Very heartburn. I think I'm going to give birth."

Private detectives called the driver. Sinta was entered the car. His birthmark broke. 

"Sir, hurry to the hospital."

"Good, mom."

The driver ran away as fast as possible. Arriving at the hospital. Sinta raised to the top of the push bed. 

Dean ran lightning-fast to the hospital as soon as he received a call from his driver. She was very nervous. O God, protect my wife's child. Give my wife ease in giving birth and give both health. Aamiin ya robbal 'alaamiin.

Arriving in the maternity room. The sound of baby crying. Eyes scolding. The baby was born. They are both safe and sound. Sinta's face looked pale and tired.

"Are you okay, baby?" Dean asked as he stroked Sinta's hair.

"Don't call me, baby!"

"Do you still have the energy to be angry?"

"You don't make it because of it!"

"alright. Thank you, you gave birth to our son."

"Do I have a choice?" Sinta threw away her face. Her tears are flowing.

The baby was brought to her for initiation and breast-feeding but Sinta firmly refused.

"You must not be cruel! Give him your colostrum and ASI. Decapitate baby. He needs you."

"I couldn't suckle her and was too tired to carry her. Give her formula milk. Many babies can survive without their mother's breast and they're fine. Especially my job a lot. I have to go back to work after forty days. Come out, take your baby with you!"

"You really don't have a heart!"

Sinta turned her body. Her tears flowed and ********** hardened because it was filled with milk that was not given to her baby.

"At least squeeze your breast if you don't want to suckle her."

"I'll think. Don't press me. Please get out, I'm gonna take a break."

Dean took the baby away. The nurse cleaned and gave her formula. Dean punished the baby with tears on both cheeks.