Dusk And Suffering

49. Mother Touch

Leo continued on after pausing for a moment. I don't know what made him stop when he ran into two people in uniform like a baby sitter. Had seen his second back a few seconds, after which he realized that he had to see the state of twilight immediately.

With a hasty step Leo walked back to the operating room. He was happy, in a moment he could see his son, but on the one hand tucked a sense of anxiety because of his separation with Dusk.

Just as Leo was about to reach the operating room, Doctor Wulan opened the door and walked out of the room.

"So, have my children been born? They healthy?"

"Thank God, everything went well. Your baby is in the baby room. All healthy and perfect. Congratulations, yes sir. You're officially a father."

"thank you. Can I see my kids?"

"Please, ask the nurse inside to deliver. Excuse me."

Leo replied with a nod. Then rush into the room. He saw Dusk closing his eyes, either sleeping or just relaxing himself.

"Can you give birth tomorrow?"

I don't know what kind of question that guy asked. He was educated but the question he threw as if he had never eaten in school.

"What people do want is a stream where it can be predicted. The baby guy wants to come out now, when will I wait for tomorrow? Your education is sky-high but your IQ is down."

"You..."

"What?" ask Dusk ketus. "I wonder, a human like you can still live until now. Nyusahin. If it's just here to protest, it's gone. I'm cape, don't add to the pain I feel."

"Just lie down and you dare to be with me."

"When have I ever been afraid of you? I'm silent does not mean afraid, it's just that I'm in my right mind not to serve a classy talk. I lie down and open my desires. I'm granting the wish of someone who has no gratitude. Sus, please take this man to the nursery. I want a break." Dusk returned to his eyes.

"Monday, ka-"

"Patience, Sir. New mothers give birth, especially for the first time there are often hormonal changes. You must be able to balance your wife. That's the case, it will be slow to return to how it was. The important thing is that you must maintain the mood and happiness of your wife, love excessive attention so that your wife does not experience the baby blues. Pity your mother and child if that happens. Let me take you to the baby's room." The nurse said kindly and then waltzed out without waiting for Leo to answer.

Leo stared at the sleeping twilight, whether it was real sleep or not. The next few seconds she followed the steps of the sister who was already invisible to her back.

"These are the two sons of Father. It's not more than ten minutes, sir. I'm sorry."

"E sus, can I take them home now? But they'll stay under the care of the nurse."

"Sorry, Sir. I think you better talk to Dr. Wulan. Let it taste better. Excuse me."

"Thank you."

Leo's attention then he turned to a pair of twins who are currently asleep. Looking at that handsome and beautiful face. Rubbing their cheeks both.

It seems Leo still can't believe that if he already has children, he has become a father. Although not born from Rida's womb. However, there is one thing that makes Leo awkward. And he himself had no idea what made him awkward.

"Ah come on, I better call Rida. I haven't all met him. He must not have known that Dusk had given birth."

Leo fiddled with his phone while walking out of the room.

"I fell asleep at home, not knowing why I was so sleepy. What's up?"

"To the hospital love mom now, yeah. Our son is born."

"Huh? How can it be, tomorrow's schedule."

"It's just later. Come here now! I'm waiting for."

***

Elsewhere, Akmal and Aldi are confused, because a few seconds ago the tiny baby of Dusk cried unceasingly. I don't know how many times the babies moved hands from baby sitter to the two men who increasingly panicked. While Manda just kept silent to see their panic.

"You try to carry them maybe they want a touch from a mother too" Akmal said, shaking her body.

"Try on milk again."

"You also saw that they didn't want milk. Maybe they want to breastfeed from dusk, I didn't think about it either why not ask for it."

"Where do you have a mind? Yes, it's here." Manda spread out her hands in front of Akmal to ask for the baby girl who had been crying since.

For the second time Akmal could see Manda's face so close. Her beauty never faded with age. Beauty strokes were still clearly visible in Akmal's eyes. If only he could fight his parents, then there would be no heart to hurt.

Akmal and Aldi just stared silently at the woman who was now holding a baby and patting him quietly. Aldi could not believe that the woman in front of him was his sister. Because, from the past until now this is the first time Manda held a baby.

And sure enough, as juggled, the baby in Manda's arms fell silent for a moment when the woman gave touches that might make the baby feel comfortable. The two men in the room just looked at each other as if thinking the same thing.

"You can calm him down?" Mr. Aldi doesn't believe it.

Manda did not answer, preferring to give the calm baby to his babysitter.

"Will you look at me confused or hand the baby boy over to me?" Ask Manda which can more precisely be called satire.

Aware of the remark for himself, Aldi immediately handed the baby to Manda. Like a moment before, the baby boy was calm in Manda's arms even though the woman had only held him for a few seconds.

"Have they been named?" Manda asked the two adult men, but still only to the little baby he was holding.

"I didn't ask that of Dusk. I didn't think about it, the most important thing was to take my granddaughter away from the hospital. I'm not thinking about anything else."

"You are many reasons. Then how do we call them? Do they have to be called baby boys and girls so."

"Manda, how many days is Dusk out of the hospital we just wait for him."

"Let me give you a name. The mother of these children would not dare to refute me."

Manda then inched back from before them along with the baby boy who had fallen asleep.

While Akmal and Aldi again stick with a thin smile. Again, the two men thought the same thing.