
"do you think I was joking too when dealing with her critical condition?".
" critical!! ".
Allard was again surprised by the words of Dr. Harry who said about the condition of his wife earlier.
"when he was brought here, he was really bad, his pulse was already very weak, because of heavy bleeding and the lack of time to bring him here, but you have to be grateful, the fetus can still be saved, he said, I'm sure if he's born, he'll be a strong boy".
Harry explained about Ica's true condition to Allard. Allard looked shocked, as serious as Ica's condition, he was very sorry not knowing his wife's pregnancy early.
"he's eight weeks old, he's growing up well, even though your wife looks thinner now, probably because of the early trimester".
"is that okay? his body does look thin, is it normal?".
"you can ask Dr. Felly directly, isn't he your wife's private obstetrician??".
"ok okay, thanks".
Doctor Harry was dumbstruck and could not believe the words that Allard had just said, he had rarely, almost never said a word of thanks all this time.
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Allard returned to the care room of his wife, he still could not believe that Ica was pregnant, his heart was filled with butterflies at this time, he was very happy with the news he had just heard.
Allard continued to vouch for Ica's entire face, he was unceasingly grateful, having been given the most beautiful surprise, and the best fortune, with the wife's pregnancy.
Ica who was annoyed with kec*pan Allard was finally wriggling, and m*leng*h, opened his eyes slowly, adjusting the bright light entering the retina of his eye.
It was morning, but since last night Allard had only slept for a while, even so he felt enough, I don't know, maybe because of his happy heart, sleeping for a while makes it look better and fresher.
"hai honey, morning".
Sapa Allard, Ica who still looks very heavy opening her eyelids was surprised to hear Allard's voice, whether she was hallucinating or what, why she heard Allard's voice, could it be because she missed her husband so much, it causes him to hallucinate like this.
"hey,, ".
Allard called back to her, with a gentle smile and sparkling eyes, she gently stroked the cheeks of chubby Ica.
" A-Allard, are you home?".
"hem, I'm home, don't you miss me hem?".
Allard asked with a face made as if he was pouting. Ica grabbed Allard's hand that was on her cheek, grasped it gently, with eyes that looked teary, she missed Allard so much, these two weeks were a very torturous time for her.
Somehow he felt he always wanted to be close to Allard, so sometimes he fell asleep hugging Allard's clothes, because he missed the scent of the husband's body.
"hey, don't cry honey, I'm here".
Allard's words even made Ica more and more crying until as much as she wanted, Allard immediately grabbed her into his arms. Swiping slowly his back shook his wife, and unconsciously he also shed his tears.
"quiet down, I've come back for you, and our son".
Allard's words this time successfully made Ica stop crying, she let go of her embrace, with a face that looked surprised, she also realized where she was now, and her last memory before she was unconscious.
"A-All, a-are you okay? did you know I was worried about you so much?,".
Allard frowned at the wife's question. Why even worry about her condition, Meanwhile, Ica grabbed Allard's face with both hands and took a peek at the entire face up to her body, she stopped at the corner of Allard's lips and temples that looked bluish, blue, and there's dried blood there.
"you were taken hostage by Adam Aimo's son, weren't you?".
Allard's eyes were round again, why did the wife find out if she was in Adam Aimo's son's hostage, even though she had not told Ica about this.
"how do you know who told you, baby?".
"you forgot who your wife is?".
"you're so horrible, baby"
Allard shook his head with a face of shock, he just remembered that his wife was a great and intelligent woman, even he also worked as a negotiator, Allard forgot about that.
"wait, if it's not wrong, did you say our son?".
"yes, here, there's our growing baby".
Allard touched Ica's stomach, and rubbed it slowly, while looking gently at the wife's flat stomach.
"baby, so I'm pregnant?".
Once again Allard nodded enthusiastically, answering the wife's question with a smile that expands, inversely proportional to his widened lips, Allard's eyes look teary, he was very moved by this moment.
Not much different from Allard, who cried, Ica also repeatedly thanked for the gift that had been entrusted to her. His eyes were back in water with tears should be mixed happily.
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This morning, Allard was seen descending the steps in haste, he approached his beautiful wife, peeking both cheeks and forehead, before moving on the dining table, he grabbed the jet-black straight-haired little girl, deliberately pigtailed in two, on the right and left, bangs that make it look even more adorable, with cheeks that look puffy, nose bangir, and, as well as her thin lips that did not stop asking new things and anything she did not know.
"hey, morning princess daddy, what else to eat?".
Allard several times accompanied by an anxious kiss on the face of his daughter, while the child looks amused and finally laughs because it continues to be di*mi by his daddy, until finally he advances his tiny lips because of pouting, pouting, looks upset with the actions of the father who always did the same thing every time he met him, without boredom.
"daddy, ticklish.. ah ... daddy naughty".
Said the three-and-a-half-year-old little girl with a sullen face that even looked more cute in the eyes of the father.
"princess daddy today play with mommy first yes, daddy there is work out of town, and will go home before dinner, daddy try already in the mansion, okay?".
" huuffff"
Answer the child with a slurred accent, with a face like an adult when he is upset. Makes her want to pinch the chubby cheek that looks so cute when she's angry.
"All right, stop bothering my son, and finish your breakfast quick".
Said Ica who said while sitting in a chair right next to Allard, presenting her husband's favorite coffee.
"are you kidding me? he's also my son, you don't see, the color of our eyes is the same, even the shape of his eyebrows and eyelashes is similar to mine".
" yes, yes, yes, quickly finish your meal before it's too late".
Allard still wouldn't accept if Ica told the princess by calling my son only. To her, the princess was everything. Ica was scared because of Allard's excessive possessive attitude towards her daughter. She was afraid that the big princess would be difficult to have a normal life, like a girl in general, because of the possessiveness of the daddy.
- End -
Hay everything....
This story is set up here....
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The story is about Princess daughter of master Dennison Allarick Lee and Zantica Rahma Hadiningrat, with Prince Mafia Allessandro del Cano, the son of the Mafia ruler of mainland Europe Maxime del Cano.
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