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The IMMT Eps 73

Morning had come and gone many times but Dariel was still stiff in his place. Letting Andrea fend for herself in the hospital birthing room gave birth to the fruit of their love. Screams of pain touched the ears, until after taking a long time, replaced with baby cries that invited a smile of relief on the face of Mrs Lee. Iba shrouded her heart staring at the weakly helpless Andrea after struggling earlier.

After Andrea was transferred to the treatment room and the midwife who helped deliver Andrea finished carrying the boy weighing 3.5 kg, he gave it to Mrs Lee.

"Your granddaughter Mistress, congratulations, healthy and handsome baby boy!" Madam Lee accepted with a joyful cheerful heart.

"From junior..." Lady Lee smiled happily. "I finally have a grandchild! Honey, I'm sorry your father, he can't carry you yet, we'll meet your father, I guarantee he'll soon realize when he hears your crying nearby! Cry strong like that, okay?"

Andrea who heard that pulled the two corners of her lips slightly. He also hopes so. The pain had gone away with the love that had soared at the sight of a tiny, sinless face in Mrs Lee's arms. It might be happier if the first person to see their child is their husband. It was not until two months before Dariel fell asleep. He had missed the man's smile and laughter. At least he wants to see it before it really goes later.

"You want to carry her?" Ask Mrs Lee. Andrea nodded. Very careful Mrs Lee put the baby in Andrea's sling. Andrea's tears trickled down her little child's face.

"Persis Dariel once, right?"

"Hu 'um. Ugly!" Mrs Lee laughed.

"Re.. Don't go.." whispered Mrs Lee after observing the affection that Andrea tried to channel into her flesh and blood. Andrea shook her head.

"Let me please Mrs Aletta.. I'll give her room to be with Dariel again. I'll come with my family, ma'am.."

"What if Dariel wakes up and doesn't find you? I guarantee he'll be mad at Rea.. Please think about your decision! For Dariel and your son!" Andrea fell silent. The shadow of Aletta's face haunts her towards childbirth, She always dreams of the woman this late, as if to collect Andrea's promise.

"Let's wait until Dariel wakes up from his coma, let him decide who to choose..."

"I promised." replied Andrea weakly.

Not yet had Mrs Lee answer again, the sound of the door being opened in Andrea's treatment room made the two turn their heads. The corner of Andrea's lips lifted into a smile as the happy look of her family was present. Everyone seemed happy to see Andrea giving birth to her baby safely. Livya and Nadine race to get closer to each other to see the face of their nephew.

"Uh.. Worryingly..How handsome are you son?" Livya menoel noel cheeks babayi.

"Don't be too loud, she'll wake up." whispered Andrea. Then they took turns carrying each other. The last one to get a chance is Ryuga. The handsome young man is now quite familiar with the Livya family since he knew the relationship of Nadine and her lover.

"You want something like this?" ryuga whispers invite delinquency. Livya patted her shoulder softly while chuckling.

"Just carry the right uncle!"

"Hey look, I can already hold a baby! So tell me, when are we gonna have our own baby?" still whispering.

"Ryu... Stop that!!" glared. Ryuga laughs.

Meanwhile, in the hospital lobby, Sheril who just arrived seems to step in a hurry followed by Dion from behind. They've got word from Livya about the new niece and of course they want to see her too. Their relationship has advanced rapidly since Dion helped Sheril's duties at that time, and continues to this day. The girl with her powerful voice would very easily melt the heart of a Dion to help her with her college assignment.

"Look the way!" said Dion holding Sheril's arm. "Your heels are so high I'm horrified to see them, if they slip I'm not sure your good legs can still function properly!"

Sheril stared at her two heels in turn.

"I brought you to be useful! If my legs hurt, carry me!" Sheril continued her steps. Leaving Dion a few meters behind, and arriving, he said,

Clamps, clamps,

UHH!

Dion with his wide steps moved quickly trying to concentrate Sheril's limpid body. Sheril held onto the Man's arm as soon as she felt their bodies clinging. For a moment the two sat..

"Take me off! Akh!" Sheril grimaced as she moved her legs intending to move away.

"Just open your heels, broken right!" Sheril said when Dion helped her open the footwear for millions, Dion was seen in her eyes. When Dion's fingers touched his skin, it was hard to understand.

Sheril squeezes Dion's shoulder when Dion pulls on the affected part of his leg.

"If you can't do it! don't break my leg, goddamn it!" his nag. Dion's risen. "Call the Doctor!"

"I can! Let's find a comfortable seat for you so I can massage your legs properly!"

"It hurts so much I don't want to!" refused when Dion put their fingers together.

"Don't want to be treated, you want to limp?" Sheril shakes. "Come with!"

"But it hurts to walk!" he wanted Dion to find a wheelchair.

"All right!" Sheril gasped and thrashed when Dion carried her bridal style body.

"What the fuck are you?! Lower me!"

"You said earlier that your legs hurt I should carry you right?" Sheril was silent for a moment, thinking. Did he say that?

"Just put me down! I'm just gonna walk! It can ruin my image of being carried by a myopic man like you!" still selling expensive. Dion doesn't listen and lets Sheril grumble until she finds one of the waiting chairs on the corridor. Put Sheril there.

"Hold a little..." Dion began to show his abilities. Not yet started Sheril has screamed.

"Don't touch it, it hurts for sure! Don't let your amateur hand break it!" Dion snorted in annoyance.

"You're crazy, huh? How could I break your beautiful legs that always make me excited when I see it!"

"What did you say? Aish, you son of a bitch!" Dion chuckles.

"It won't be long, your legs will be better soon, trust me..." Sheril's stunned. Without waiting for Dion's approval to begin massaging the sick part. Letting her Sheril bang her with a bag so much pain she felt from Dion's massage on her leg. But strangely once it's done Sheril doesn't feel any pain anymore. He got up from his seat, moving his legs.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"Hoo'um!" then levitating a kick on Dion made the man complain. Sheril chuckles at her own behavior.

"illness?" ask Sheril without sin.

"No. It's sicker to love without a reply!" Dion glancing naughty. Sheril pursed her lips.

"Keep insinuating me!"

"Then accept my love! You like me too, don't you?"

"Eh, just like you!"

"You sure?" Sheril nodded.

"Ah.. It hurts so much this part!" touched chest. Sheril chuckled, then moved to hug Dion's arm. Their eyes meet.

"Why look at me?" Sheril shakes. "I know you've got this way, so tell me..." Sheril let out her best smile and nodded.

"Will you buy me some sandals?"