The way I love you
222 Don't Go
They were silent, no one answered for fear of replying, and also did not know for sure what was really going on. They waited long enough, but the door was not open yet. That certainly made Vean more anxious. Shouldn't the doctor or nurse open the door immediately to tell you?
The baby's voice rang out again, and Vean's heart skipped a beat.
What exactly is going on? Why was my son born?
So scared, Vean could not think clearly, as if not grateful that his son had been born safely.
Vean almost broke through the door, but it was opened by the doctor.
"A ...." The doctor did not have time to talk, because Vean immediately entered and hit the doctor's shoulder until staggered.
"Which?"
Vean's heart seemed to stop looking at his wife who closed her eyes.
"Which?"
There was no answer, and Vean shed his tears.
"Dhea, wake up, baby!" Vean cried sobbing, looking at Dhea who had not also opened her eyes.
"Why my wife? Didn't I tell you to save her, huh!"
"Sorry ...," said the doctor.
"Why do you have me?" Vean hugged Dhea's body tightly.
His body was shaken, but his heart shook even more.
"Do you just want to leave a princess for me, so that I really won't and can't forget you? What should I tell her later, when she asks where is her mother? Do I have to say that his mother would rather go for him to stay? Do you want there to be sadness and guilt in his heart, as I feel today—and forever—if you leave?"
Vean rubbed Dhea's forehead gently. Smear it and then return.
Vean looked at the little baby who had to be born prematurely. His heart was sliced back when he saw the face of his son who turned out to be very similar to Dhea.
Vean took his son with trembling hands. The man kissed the baby slowly, with tears growing louder.
"Well, this is our son. What name do you want?"
There is still no lawfulness. Those beautiful eyes don't open.
"Well, you don't want to see our son? Do you have any heart for us?"
Vean placed the baby on top of Dhea's body. Hugging the two with sobs growing louder.
"Do you want me to beat him? Because of her I lost you?"
"Don't talk recklessly, Vean!" snapped Candra.
Vean did not care what people said, as there would not be a single person who knew how he felt at this moment. Lost his wife when his son was born. It should be happy news, instead of being sad.
Dhea's friends bit their lips, while Bianca had fainted when she had just entered the room.
Fio's lips had even bled from being too strong he had bitten.
"Don't leave me. Why are you so fucking strong? Why do you like to just leave? Why did you leave me with our newly born son? Do you want her to grow up without a mother, like you ever felt? Why just him? Answer, Honey!"
Vean's voice was shrill, heartbreaking to anyone who heard it.
"I'm sorry, sir, your child must be moved immediately, because it was born prematurely" said the nurse timidly.
"Don't, Dhea should know that her son needs her!" snapped Vean.
The baby girl cried loudly, along with Vean's cries.