Crazy Rich Looking for Love

The extra part 8

After the full moon waited, finally the moments of birth arrived. Frolline was busy discussing the arrangement of her new home with the interior design team at her in-laws' residence when she felt the contractions of the baby in her womb.

"Ouch!" Frolline rubbed his distended stomach slowly.

Zoe, the assistant, stood not far from her. Since Frolline's content grew, the assistant was asked by Ditya to accompany his wife wherever the young mistress was. Ditya's busyness as the helm of Halim Group, making it unable to be beside the 24-hour Frolline. What's more, Frolline still occasionally goes to the office to oversee his company.

"Mrs, is it okay?" zoe asked after catching the aura of anger on Frolline's face. Zoe's view shifted to some team members who were meeting with their employers.

"There's a contraction, but it doesn't seem to." Frolline who no longer felt the throbbing inside her stomach chose to ignore and continue her meeting.

"Do I need to call Ditya's boss?" hail Zoe again.

"No need, Zoe. Don't worry him. I'm fine." Frolline tried to think positively.

Nearly an hour into sitting down to hear ideas from the team, Frolline was able to breathe a sigh of relief when the meeting was over. His feet were tingling, his big stomach was also feeling tight. One by one the team members came out of the room. Frolline was just about to stand up following when she felt the second contraction.

"Ouch!" his weakness. His body staggered, both hands holding on to the table.

From the direction of the door, there was the sound of Dragon screaming loudly while running over and hugging his mother

"Mom." Funny baby babble that's been running smoothly. It was seen his nanny coming in to keep Dragon from falling.

"Drag, have you eaten?" asked Frolline on the 14-month-old. Time has shown lunch hour.

"Already, Mistress. Lunch was accompanied by Ye."

"Oh .. smart kid. Papa's home yet?" asked Frolline, rubbing her son's chin which looked adorable.

"Yet, Madam. Mr. Ditya probably won't have lunch at home. There's an important meeting in the company and it can't be represented." Zoe explained what she knew.

"alright. Drag accompany Mama and baby sister for lunch, yeah." Frolline stroked her distended stomach while holding her son towards the dining room.

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"Dad, Mom." Frolline greeted the two in-laws who had filled the chairs at the dining table.

"Ditya didn't come home for lunch?" ask Halim

"No, Dad." Frolline slammed his body into the chair. Just looking for a comfortable position, Frolline again felt a contraction. This time more pronounced, the face of the pregnant woman looks pale while squeezing the edge of the dining table.

"Fro, are you okay?" Meliana asked after feeling that something was wrong with her daughter-in-law.

"My stomach hurts, Mom."

Halim had just stretched out the plate, suddenly releasing it back.

"You want to give birth?" tanyanya panic. The nervousness was clearly imprinted on his old face.

"Silent. Later, it will not be your grandchildren who come to the world. It could have been Yeye who was called home for a heart attack," muttered Meliana annoyed at her husband's behavior.

"You don't know what it's like. My heart is already beating fast. Rumbled." Halim rubbed her chest. He did not feel this when he welcomed the birth of Marisa and Ditya, but when his granddaughter was about to be born, he became ungodly. His feelings were chaotic, this was also what he felt when Frolline gave birth to Dragon last year.

"Joe, Zoe! Hurry along! We have to get to the hospital! " her word.

"Well, what's to the hospital for?" ask Frolline confused. After Dragon's birth in England, she did not go straight to the hospital. Still waiting until the moment will give birth.

"I'm still fine, Dad." Soothing follicle. "My stomach pain is gone, too" continued Frolline.

"No, just go now. Faster is better." Halim confirmed, her hand pointing towards the outside of the house.

The old man was so happy. He was even ready to welcome his grandson. His hunger disappeared in an instant. It appears that the second grandson of the Lim family will soon be in his arms.

***

Frolline lay on the hospital bed with a confused face. She was forced into hospitalization at a hospital owned by their family. Halim sits on the sofa with Meliana, waiting for her daughter-in-law to give birth. That's what he told the gynecologist he asked to check.

"Sorry, Sir. It seems there's no sign of giving birth yet." Obstetricians who are members of Halim Group's hospital explained.

"Well! Haven't you? Where are you at medical school? Obviously my daughter-in-law has a stomachache. It means giving birth. How could there be no signs." Halim scolded the doctor.

"Astomach pain that includes signs of childbirth. Yeah, right?" Halim asks for justification from his wife.

"Yes, but there's no opening yet. It could be a false contraction. This is normal in pregnant women, preparation of the uterus to face labor. And will often appear when the time of childbirth is getting closer." The doctor explained patiently. He knows Halim's ignorance of this.

"Fake contract, fake! Your fake diploma. Then ... You think my son-in-law cheated. I saw clearly that my daughter-in-law was in pain." Halim still does not accept. "Once you can get out. Call the other obstetrician!" tell Halim.

"Ko, already. Don't act like this, doctors are more knowledgeable about Frolline's condition. Maybe not so fast. I could give birth in a few days. We don't know clearly. If Koko doesn't believe the obstetrician, who should she trust?" Meliana begins to get upset at her husband's excessive and humiliating behavior.

Before long, the sound of the door being opened violently shocked everyone inside the treatment room. Ditya entered with hunting breath. He was in a meeting and contacted Halim if his wife would give birth. With a chaotic mind, Ditya ran to meet Frolline and released the discussion of tens of billions of projects at Firstan.

"Schatzi, sorry. What did the doctor say?" ask Ditya curiously.

"There's still no sign, Ko. I was asked to go home. Later if it is already signs of giving birth, just asked back." Frolline explained with a calm face. Since the last contraction at the dinner table, he has not felt any more contractions.

"What gynecologist do you employ! How dare he drive my son-in-law home. This is my hospital. I want to stay here, want to camp here .. up to me!" nagel Halim.

"Dad, can't be. We have to be professional anyway. This is a hospital belonging to our family. There are rules we must obey. There is a provision, it should not be violated. Even if it belongs to the family, we can't. And ...." Ditya sighed.

"The obstetrician is already an expert in his field. They better understand my wife's condition. If indeed they ask Frolline back home, it means that it is not yet time for Frolline to give birth." Ditya.

"Your wife is in pain. Even the doctor said there were no signs." Halim said out loud. The problem has not disappeared completely.

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