Your betrayal Happiness to Me
Seasons 2.32 Welcome to the Word

In an old warehouse, Siska was struggling to ask to be released. He looks messy and dry irresponsible because of months in brackets by Bimo in this warehouse.

" Take me off!" Shouting Siska.

He tried to loosen the rope that tied his legs and hands all this time.

" Bimo let me go! I will not ruin your life again! Please let me go!" Siska shouted back.

Hearing Siska's cry, a burly man approached her.

" Don't make a noise! Otherwise I'll shoot you in the head." Threatened him.

" Let go of me! Tell Bimo that if I apologize to him, I regret my actions and intention to destroy his marriage." Siska.

" Heh don't expect me to get out of here, miss." Legally.

" You've been out here a long time, aren't you tired of seeing my face every day?" Siska asked looking at the man.

" If I'm being honest I'm so sick of seeing your face, but it's hard to be my job. I've been paid here Miss, and I can do anything to you. So don't you dare dare to be like that or you'll regret everything." He left the dark room.

" Hix.. If I knew dealing with Bimo made me end up like this, I wouldn't dare to harass him. I'm sorry hiks.. Bimo please let me go!" Isak Siska's.

Now what is in Siska's heart is only regret. He did not expect that Bimo could do this cruel thing.

Elsewhere in Bimo's house, he was currently stroking the back elus of Qiran which was hot and achy.

" Why is getting here getting worse Mas? My stomach doesn't feel bad either." Said Qiran whining like a child.

" Patience dear." Bimo Sahut.

" Patience How is it? It doesn't feel because. I can't stand the taste of it." Qiran ketus.

" I'm sorry, honey, I don't know." Sahut Bimo sighed.

" Shh Mas... " Rintih Qiran's.

The more Qiran's stomach gets sick. It feels heartburn like people want BAB.

" It hurts even more!! Awh!!" Pekik Qiran's.

" It hurts more?" Bimo scrunched his forehead.

" Where is this, baby? Are we going to the hospital now?" Ask Bimo in panic.

When Dera gave birth to Qiran, she was not this sweet. He used to accompany Dera. Even Erlan was the one who felt scared.

" Well, we're going to the hospital, I think I'm going to give birth to Mas, awh... It hurts so much." Said Qiran holding his waist.

" Okay, baby, come on!" Bimo carried Qiran to his car.

Bimo immediately drove his car to the mother and child hospital. Once there Bimo again carried Qiran to the ER.

" Doctor help my wife!" Bimo told the female doctor who was there.

" Good sir, we'll handle it. Please wait outside." Doctor's talk.

" You are here! I don't want to be far away from you." Qiran clasped Bimo's hand.

Bimo looked at the doctor earlier, nodding his head back at him.

" Okay, my dear, where is not going. I will always be with you." Bimo.

The doctor checks the contents of Qiran to determine whether there is an opening or not.

" Sus took the patient to the delivery room and told Mila's doctor to handle it." Doctor's word.

" Nice Doc." Sahut.

" Your wife wants to give birth sir, give support so that the patient's condition remains stable." Doctor says.

" Yes Doc." said Bimo.

Qiran was transferred to the delivery room. Bimo always clasped his hands as if transferring power to Qiran.

Doctor Mila handled it immediately.

" Count to three push yes Miss!" Doctor Mila said.

Following the instructions of Dr. Mila, Qiran continued to push the child to the world. Cold sweat poured down his forehead profusely. Bimo immediately rubbed it.

Three twitches"*n finally...

Oek... Oek...

A beautiful babby has just been born into the world. Bimo looked at his little princess who was still red with the feeling of day and happiness.

" Dear of our daughter." Said Bimo staring at Qiran with glassy eyes.

" Thank you for perfecting my life. Thank you for this happiness." Bimo.

Cup...

Bimo kissed Qiran's cheeks and forehead many times.

" Congratulations Sir, Ma! The baby is a girl, she is beautiful and healthy, may she become a child of Sholehah." Doctor Mila.

" Amin, thank you Doc." Bimo.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Qiran and her baby have just moved into the nursery. Dera and Erlan immediately went inside.

" Dear." Dera approached her daughter in bed.

" Mama." Qiran looked at Dera.

" Good darling, may you be a son of Sholehah." Dera.

" Amin thank you Ma." said Qiran.

Dera approached Bimo who was holding her babby.

" Oma's granddaughter is so beautiful!" Dera stroked the pretty babby cheek.

" Let me carry a bang!" Dera.

" Can't! Let me just Ra. I don't want to get to my son...

" He's my grandson Bang! If I can't carry them, I'll take them home." Threaten Dera cut Bimo's speech.

" All right." Bimo gave his babby to Dera.

" Of Oma's granddaughter.. You are so beautiful, son." Dera smirks her grandson's cheek.

" What's Bim called?" Erlan asked looking at Bimo.

" His name is Bian Bos, short for my name and Qiran." Answer Bimo.

" Bianca Abimana." Connect Bimo.

" Good too." Erlan.

They chatted feeling the happiness that currently accompanied the happiness of the Bimo family. They hope that Bian's presence will always bring happiness to all of them.

After staying in the hospital for two days and two nights, this afternoon Qiran went home. He sat on the bed leaning against the head board.

" Dear, Bian's thirsty." Said Bimo giving Bian to Qiran.

Qiran immediately suckled him painstakingly. Bimo sat next to him staring at his daughter who was currently sipping the milk put*ng strongly.

" Strong drink dear, surely Bian will be big fast." Bimo.

" Yes, one month she sure looks really curvaceous. Very funny, Mas, do not feel that my pain will be replaced by a beautiful babby this blanket." Qiran.

" Dear, today is truly a very happy day. I am a dear papa... I never imagined this day would happen. Thank you for your sacrifice all this time. I love you more." Said Bimo peeping Qiran's forehead.

" Same Mas, this is also thanks to you Mas." Sahut Qiran's.

Both felt unparalleled happiness. They were grateful for what God gave them both. They both hope that happiness will always come to them.

Don't forget to like comment vote and 🌹nya

Thank you for readers who always support the author to be healthy always...

Miss U All's...

TBC....