Young Mothers
R?
After Ciara moved the hospital room, Olive and Dea immediately entered the room.
They both seemed to be able to breathe a sigh of relief because Ciara was in a state of fine just like the doctor Anastasya said earlier.
Not long after a nurse came with a small baby in her cradle and coincided with that Ciara slowly opened her eyes.
"Liv, where's my son?" The first thing he asked after waking up from his stupor.
Not yet Olive opened her mouth, Sister was first to take over the talk.
"Excuse me ma'am, this baby's been cleaned. He is very handsome and adorable" said the Sister who felt anxious herself.
"Oh yes Ma'am, if the baby is awake, it should be breastfed immediately in order to stimulate the breast milk to get out quickly," continued the Sister while putting the child Ciara next to the Mother.
Ciara also nodded in understanding.
"Then I resigned. If there's anything, just call me ma'am."
"Good sus. Thank you," said Ciara with a fluffy smile. The nurse returned a smile from Ciara and she immediately left Ciara's room.
Now Ciara's eyes continue to look at her son's face. His index finger he used to stroke the baby's cheek.
"Huwaaaaa is so handsome that Aunty. Gemesin. Aunty can not imagine how handsome you are as dear as Zayn Malik through the times yes," heboh Olive.
Ciara could only smile without any intention of chiming in on Olive's words. He prefers to look at his son.
"Thank you God, you have given a very cute, handsome little angel servant and without any shortcomings. And thank you son, you've been there by Mama's side. Keep your mom fighting, baby. Mama promises to always love and care for you with all her might. Brother Dev, did you know our son was born. He's so handsome like you. What if you see him, you'll admit it, sister? Huh but it's impossible because we'll never see each other again and I hope never will. And hopefully when you start talking later, Mama hope you don't ask where your father is, son," Ciara's inner voice screamed.
Without realizing that his tears were dripping, the feeling of haru mixed with pain because the past he could not pendam again.
Olive understood and understood what Ciara was currently feeling. Giving birth alone without being accompanied by a husband is really very scary especially Ciara gave birth at a young age. If he is the position of the friend will he make sure his life will not be as strong and as fresh as Ciara. Although Ciara never displays her fragile side but she is sure in the depths of her heart she often moans, cries or screams feel the wound that will somehow dry up.
"Huh. May you soon be happy Cia," muttered Olive softly without being heard by Ciara.
Olive who had been dissolved in the sadness Ciara was closer to Ciara and also the baby who was still soundly asleep.
"Hey don't cry anymore. There I'm the same Dea here and plus the same handsome guy who will always be next to you" said Olive.
"That's exactly what Brother Olive said. Don't feel alone anymore, brother. We're always with brother." Ciara smiled looking at Olive and Dea alternately.
"Here hug," said Ciara and greeted with pleasure by the two women to immediately embrace the body Ciara.
"Thanks for everything" continued Ciara.
They also let go of his embrace.
"Geez, my handsome son could breathe, right?" said Dea who just realized that in the middle of them there was a baby there.
"I forgot it too. Sorry, Aunty, baby," now Olive is also in a frenzy.
"Baby was safe. Calm down," said Ciara who made Olive and Dea can breathe a sigh of relief.
Whether disturbed by the screams and furore of the aunty crumbs, the tiny Baby wriggled his body and slowly opened his eyes.
"Cia hunt gih in love ASI first. Pity him" said Olive.
Ciara just gave milk to the baby who immediately responded quickly.
"AW" said Ciara.
"It hurts? The doctor said Anastasya was sick at the beginning but if you are used to the pain disappear really," said Olive.
Ciara smiled and then fell silent. Looking at the face of his son who was greedy drinking milk from him.
"Growing up into a healthy, smart, good and responsible child, baby," Ciara's inner self as she plays her child's tiny hand, which now holds Ciara's index finger.
"Cia!"
"Yes?"
"Have you taken the baby name yet?" Ciara raised her head to look at Olive's face.
"Udah" he answered.
"Who?" ask Olive and Dea together. Ciara smiled and looked back at the peaceful face of the baby who had fallen asleep again.
"Alsheyrez Devra R" replied Ciara.
"The call is baby Al" she continued.
The two of them nodded their heads understanding. But a few seconds later the sense of kepengesoan they both reappeared.
"Certainly whose R is what is Ci? Why should it be shortened?"
Ciara smiled and replied, "Even though Papa Al does not consider himself baby Al to exist and admit it. But still at this moment his blood had flowed in Al's body. I can't avoid that Liv is the name R I took from her Papa's surname."
Just now Ollive wanted to ask again, Ciara's words first answered him as if he knew what Olive would ask.
"Quite so it's my secret who Papa baby Al is. He will always I remember and keep meetings without anyone knowing including Al later. I don't want Al to feel his pain rejected even before he was born into this world" she continued with a stifled cry. The look now becomes empty.
Not understanding the sadness that Ciara felt, Baby Al now woke up from his sleep and cried.
"Oek..oek, "the cry of baby Al. But the cry of baby Al does not make Ciara back in the real world.
Olive who realized this immediately she took over baby Al into her cradle.
"Cup cup cup. Unfortunately Aunty, Aunty's handsome can't cry yes. Tar if baby Al no longer cry Aunty promise deh buyin baby Al ice cream how?" persuade Olive as if baby Al would understand with his persuasion.
"Oh my goodness, brother. Baby Al where to know. The inducement will apply if baby Al can walk," Dea said.
"Yes too, hehehe."
Dea rolled her eyes lazily. He prefers to calm Ciara down at this time and let Olive calm the crying baby Al that is becoming.