
Dhea is examined by a doctor first. Dhea is planned to give birth early and cesarean, but this is also not the time. So they are forced to carry out labor with considerable risk.
"Mr Vean, Miss Dhea wants to see you."
Without waiting for a long time, and being asked twice, Vean directly broke through the delivery room.
"Which?"
"Nr ...."
Vean kissed Dhea's cheeks and forehead, rubbing her hands gently to give her strength, despite not knowing what would be of any use when she herself was anxious.
"Sister, promise me ...."
"I promise you, I won't leave you."
"Sister, choose our son!"
"Choose? Meaning what?"
"Save our child."
"You and our son will be safe, Yang." Vean's tears flowed profusely, with breath choking as if he was running out of oxygen.
"Sister, take our son home! Promise, yes!"
"I'll take you both home."
"Sister, I've tasted enough of the bitter sweetness of this life. My son has the same right to feel the beauty and gloom of the world. But ... I'm sure he'll be better than me at living life. Take him home. Take him home. Promise!"
"No, I won't promise something I can't keep."
"Sister, don't disappoint me. Take our son home. If you have to choose, choose him!"
Dhea stared at Vean with great supplication, making Vean's tears flood even more.
"Yes, I'll choose him ...."
Dhea smiled, a smile that for the first time Vean did not like.
How can you tell me all this? Do you want to give up, do you want to leave me and our child? How can we be without you? Please fight again, not just for me, but for our children.
Vean felt increasingly tightness in his chest. He was afraid, afraid of being told to choose.
Choosing his son, made him a cruel husband. Releasing a wife is only for the sake of having offspring. What will he have to say to his son?
Choosing his wife, made him a cruel father. Releasing the grace of God entrusted. Many married couples want to have a child, but she instead let go of her child.
Whatever he chooses, he is still wrong.
It's not that Vean is afraid of being blamed by the world, but it's really hard.
Vean cried without a sound. He hugged Dhea's body tightly.
"Sorry Mr. Vean, it's time for labor. Please wait outside."
"Can't I accompany my wife?"
The doctor just shook his head, didn't have to say no. If only everything was normal, Vean would be allowed to accompany.
The two hands were still holding each other.
"Thank you for accompanying me to this day, my first love ...."
The doctor again told Vean to come out, because it was time for Dhea to give birth.
"No ... no, Dhea. Don't close the door, I have to be by her side. Don't close the door! I have to stand by him!"
"Vean, calm yourself!"
"I promise I will always accompany him in every circumstance .. I want Dhea!" Vean shouted in a choked voice.
Juna and Arya hold the man's body, until Vean slumps to the floor. The man's cry was so heartbreaking. Makes those who hear it feel sick and difficult to breathe.
"I told you, I'll stay by her side, no matter what ...."