Chasing Brutal Girl Love

Mahendra's baby boy

Nine months into Medina's pregnancy, they are now in Indonesia. They returned to Indonesia when Medina was seven months old.

" Dear, it's okay - does Brother stay in the office? Mama's gone now, too." said Rifky.

" It's okay, the estimated birth doctor is still one week away, sister." said Medina.

" But, honey... You can't leave me alone."

" Below there's ART and guards, brother."

" Alright, after the meeting is over Brother goes straight home."

Rifky kissed his wife's forehead long enough then changed to a distended stomach that will soon present a new member in their household.

Medina waved her hand as her husband was already in the car. There was actually a fear in Medina when she was away from her husband. The content is getting bigger and only a matter of days, he will give birth to a baby.

" Mrs, you better get in. The weather outside is hot" said the waiter.

" Please help me up, Bik. My stomach feels like motion - motion continues from earlier, a little pain." pinta Medina.

" Wouldn't it be in the lower room, ma'am. Danger if you have to go up and down stairs, especially if alone."

" Benere also said aunt, every time I go up the stairs my breath seems to break up."

" Sit first in the family room, let the aunt prepare the room for rest. Later when you come new moved up. Don't forget the phone must always be near the Madam, if anything - what directly contact everyone in this house including the security guard in front. Right now everything has to be on standby at any time - when the Madam gives birth."

" Yes, Bik. Thanks for your attention. My aunt already thinks of me as my own mother."

Medina lying on the couch watching tv. The snack in front of him he did not touch at all because of his stomach that felt uncomfortable.

" My stomach is why, huh? Why does it feel like it's shaking like this." complained Medina.

Medina is seen breathing many times while rubbing her stomach that feels pain. The maid who had cleaned her room was shocked to see Medina grimacing in pain.

" lady...! What happened, did it contract?" exclaimed the shocked waiter.

" No idea, Bik. It hurts my stomach." groaned Medina.

Seeing that Medina's lower clothes were wet, the maid immediately called the driver to prepare the car and the security guard to help her get Medina into the car.

" Mrs it's time to give birth, let aunt take things in the upper room first."

" I'm scared, Bik."

" It's okay, Madam. All is well."

The waiter who is almost half a century old is certainly experienced in things like this because he has also experienced it. She has three children who were all born normally.

Once everything was ready, Medina was ushered into the hospital by her maid and personal chauffeur. Medina could only moan while clutching her servant's arm.

" It hurts, Bik...!"

" Patience, Mistress. We'll be in the hospital soon."

" I'm not strong anymore, Bik." Medina shed a tear enduring the pain.

" Istighfar, Mistress. Berdo'a may all be given a smooth."

While rubbing his employer's back, one of his hands moved to contact Rifky. The servant was painstakingly able to finally find his Master's number. But many times contacted still no answer.

" Mrs, sir's number can't be reached" the waiter said anxiously.

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While in a high-rise office building, Rifky is leading meetings with important clients from several cities. Nicko who was sitting next to him, was a little shocked as his phone shook.

" Boss, I'll pick up the phone for a second" whispered Nicko.

" Hurry up, Nick!"

" Okay, Boss."

Nicko came out of the meeting room and answered the phone from an unknown number. Maybe there's something important about contacting him three times.

Nicko: " Hello, who is this?"

Maid: "I'm sorry, sir... Is this really with Mr Nicko himself?"

Nicko: "Yes, who are you?"

Maid: "i am a servant at the residence of Mr. Surya Mahendra."

Nicko: "What's wrong? I'm busy."

Maid: "That, sir... Are you with Mr Rifky?"

Nicko: "Yes, what's wrong? Tell me now!"

Maid: "My young mistress took me to the hospital, sir. Looks like she's about to give birth, now she's in the delivery room."

Nicko: "What...?! Oh, my God, yes... I'll tell Rifky now."

Along with Nicko closing his call, Rifky exits the meeting room with his clients.

" Nick, find a restaurant that can make a quick reservation. We're having lunch together now." Rifky ordered.

" Can't, Boss!" nicko exclaimed to make the clients look at him in wonder.

" What do you mean, Nick!"rifky said firmly.

" Speak clearly, Nick! You want to embarrass me!"

" No, Boss. I mean, it's... Your wife in the hospital is about to give birth."

" Whataa...? Don't you joke, Nick! The doctor said it's one more week."

One of the clients who understood Rifky's panicked state was trying to calm him down.

" Remain calm, Sir. The doctor just estimates it, not necessarily exactly. You should now go to the hospital to accompany your wife. What a woman needs most is the support of her husband."

" Thank you for your understanding, sir. I'm sorry I couldn't accompany everyone to lunch."

" No problem, preach when your child is born, we will send a gift to the heir of Mahendra."

Rifky nodded and said goodbye to go to the hospital. The clients do not forget to pray that the delivery process of Rifky's wife goes smoothly.

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Nicko sped up his car to cut through the congested city streets. Many times he cursed because of congestion on several roads.

" There's no other way, Nick!" rifky yell.

" No one, Boss. Our position is in the middle now."

" I'll go alone, after the crossroad there may be another ojek or ride."

" Okay, be careful." exclaimed Nicko.

Rifky walked on the shoulder of the road with a little haste. His sweat was rushing as he started running towards the crossroads of the road. Rifky immediately walked toward the hospital looking for someone he could call for help.

As he was adjusting his irregular breathing, a motorbike stopped beside him.

" Ojek, Mas?" a middle-aged man offered services.

" Yes, Sir. Take me to the hospital."

" Please ride, Mas. Put the helmet on."

It only took five minutes, Rifky had already arrived in front of the hospital. After paying his motorcycle fare, he went straight to the delivery room, where his wife was.

" Sir, who's my wife inside?" rifky asked the driver who was waiting outside the delivery room.

" Same aunt, sir. Mr. and Mrs.Big's number could not be reached. Young mistress doesn't want to be left alone either."

" Okay, I'm going in first. Thank you for taking care of my wife, sir."

" It's my duty, sir."

Rifky went into the room and found the wife who was enduring tremendous pain.

" Dear, sorry to leave you. I shouldn't have gone to the office." said Rifky.

" It hurts, Sis...!" medina moans slowly.

The servant who had accompanied Medina immediately came out after Rifky came. It was better to wait outside so as not to fill the room.

" Doctor, how's my wife doing?" ask Rifky worried.

" So calm master, your wife has already opened seven. Let's wait a few more minutes. The process is faster than expected for the size of the mother giving birth for the first time."

" But my wife seems to be in pain, Doc. I can't bear to see it."

" This is the struggle of a mother who gives birth, sir. So, as a husband... Glorify your wife, do not waste her struggle risking her life to bear a child."

Rifky almost cried in front of his wife. How amazingly a woman is willing to sacrifice her life for the sake of her child being born into the world. Rifky felt guilty for not having a good relationship with his mother before meeting Medina.

" Accoe...!"

Shouts and a strong grip on his arm made Rifky wake up from his daydream. It turned out that Medina was ready to give birth and the Doctor had already taken action.

" dear... You have to be strong, I love you." whispered Rifky.

After a few minutes, the baby finally came out and was immediately taken by the nurse to be cleaned. Rifky hugged and kissed his wife all over the face, thanking her for her incredible struggle.

" Thank you, baby. Our son was born safe." whispered Rifky as he shed his tears.

" Yes, Brother. Dina is happy to be able to give birth to our children normally." said Medina.

The nurse who had brought baby Medina back with a clean condition. He gave the baby to Rifky to be adopted.

" Congratulations, Sir... Madame. Your son is very handsome, please in adzani first."

" Thank you, sister."

Rifky immediately accused his son and was given to his wife to do IMD (initiation of early breastfeeding).

" Baby Boy Mahendra" said Medina smiling.

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TB

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