Destiny Love Keyra

The Part 139

pregnant women, it would be better if it looks fat, contained, and certainly cheap smile.yes, no one requires it anyway, but all that means if the pregnant woman is healthy, healthy, nutrition is fulfilled, and of course his mind is relaxed, happy as it should be.

unlike the case if it looks thin and always moody, as is the case of this natural devi. Her pregnancy that has existed at the age of eight months more than a few days, making her stomach bigger, still not as big as pregnant women in general.

the face that used to be always covered in make up, embroidered eyebrows, changed hair models, not yet about the nails that are always painted differently every week. devi's white face looked pale, there were a few pimples and she never smiled at all.

the habit is just sitting, facing the window, staring at the jammed streets and towering buildings.

devi was silent, her gaze was so apprehensive. there were many problems tormenting her. she let the clear grain drip just like that. the shadow of the past made him feel an inexplicable heartache and heartache.

devi lowered her head, rubbing her distended stomach.

"garry, this is your son" he said, almost inaudible.

but he still remembers, the last time he did everything the same garry. moreover, at that time he forgot not to take medicine.it is definitely his son garry.

devi wiped the wet eyes, returned to a small sob. cry over her life that became like this. regret, why is it always painful?

"Lord, don't I deserve a second chance? " his complaint to the creator.

grabbing hair, crying again considering the gun that had made his mother go, then garry, the man he really did not like too much, but can provide pleasure and comfort.

shaking, her cries became more and more.

"Arghh! No! don't kill mama! garry! huhuhu... Don't kill them! " began to scream loudly.squeeze his stomach, hit him, make the one inside the stomach move actively.

"aarr! aaaa! "

the nurse who heard Devi's screams, immediately entered the room. was quite surprised to see there was blood dripping on the floor.quickly he reached into the cell phone, looking for tristan number and made a phone call.

"hallo, sus" tristan's voice as the phone connects.

with great worry, the sisters tried to block devi's hand with one hand sticking the phone in the ear.

"sir, come quickly. Miss devi is bleeding! "

"let go! aaggh.. I want to die! I'm going to die" Devi's hands are relentlessly hitting her own stomach.

"it hurts too much. It hurts. I want to die"

with the help of an ambulance, the marina took devi to the nearest hospital.Tristan chose to contact the marina who did live in the apartment.and she followed, not forgetting to tell elvanno and keyra at home.

keyra and Elvanno ran down the hospital's caridor.stop right in front of the operating room, looking at her brother who was sitting in the iron chair very casually.

"it must be the baby now. the baby is injured, devi hits him too hard" replied Tristan who looks so cute.

elvanno turned his head, looking at the keyra who even looked so worried. invited his wife to sit in an empty iron chair.until minutes passed, the door of the room did not open, making them feel so saturated waiting.

the cheque!

an hour later, the door finally opened, revealing a male doctor who was now removing his gloves and staring at the four people who surrounded him in turn.

"how is doc? " ask tristan.

the doctor sighed a little harshly, then shook his head.

"the baby can be saved. men, but in less healthy conditions.we are doing our best"

"what's mom, doc? " ask keyra who looks very worried.

"we cannot save his mother" said the doctor with complete failure.

"does any of you have something called a keyra? "

everyone stared at keyra.

"i'm keyra dok"

the doctor took out a white paper fold from his uniform pocket.

"we found this paper nailed to the patient's shirt. Sorry if we were presumptuous to have read it, but all for the sake of knowing things that might be very important to the patient. and that's the writing devoted to the girl named Keyra"

keyra received the paper.

"thank you doc"

"you can take care of her mother's body.I will resume intensive treatment for her baby"

"well doc"

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