ENTANGLED MARRY OLD OM

EPSI.91

Aksara has opened his eyes but his beautiful wife is still covered in dreams. Aksa smilingly kissed the young woman's distended stomach, then rushed to enjoy the delicate face. Gently stroking the cubby cheek, once so thin now more contained.

"You're no longer a young girl, you're my wife the mother of all my children, wait a minute everything's gonna be okay"

No matter how long Love opens his eyes, total rest can indeed reduce pain in the lower abdomen of Love.

"Away awake?"

Love nodded then immediately sat leaning on the head of the bed.

"So much pain?"

The love that was asked was even dumbfounded because Aksara's hand stroked her cheek.

"Why?"

Love shook her head, noticing the handsome face of her husband that she so longed for as Love. Tears of Love flow on both of her smooth cheeks. Unimaginably it makes Aksara panic, Aksara gently rubbed the wet liquid.

"Is anyone sick? or want to eat something?"

"No, I'm .. I'm fine"

Love bowed her head, while Aksa had guessed for sure.

"Eat the fruit yes, let the stomach seger"

"Yes"

"Would you eat rice after her?"

"I'm not hungry"

"You're out again?"

"Can I still?"

"Of course, why not!"

"All right"

"Then we get ready to go to the doctor's office for a check"

"Did something happen?"

"No, it's just a regular check, after all it's been handled"

"Well, I'm gonna take a shower for a second"

"Would you help?"

"No, can I wear a house shirt"

"Just wear it"

Love slowly goes to the bathroom to clean up.

1 Hour Love took a clean bath, now Aksara pushed the wheelchair of a woman with a distended stomach. Love looks beautiful with a loose dress knee-length Salem, his skin white more radiant with a thin make up. They entered the room to check up the doctor, all of whom were obstetricians who were reliable in his field. Aksara accompanied Cinta to check the content, Cinta was a little shaky because she underwent a series of check-ups.

"How's doctor?"

"Sorry young master and mistress Alkatiri, this is very difficult, the content of the mistress is too weak, I hope to prioritize her"

"Is there no other way, doctor?"

"According to my observation the mistress has just given birth to a pair of twins right?"

Aksara glanced at Love who immediately lowered his head.

"The timing is not enough"

"But I'm a normal person"

"It's fine, but when the first pregnancy the mistress is malnourished, it's what triggers the next birth to be problematic"

"Want"

"What's the solution?"

Continue Aksara.

"Evictorize the boy, otherwise his second life is threatened"

"Isn't traditional medicine modern?"

"That's no guarantee, your fetus before his 8 fetuses, currently there are still 3 remaining, all male fetuses are very vulnerable they are dead when the mistress falls"

"What!"

Aksara was very shocked because her 5 fetuses were gone, she immediately limp.

" How can a doctor?"

"Can, because in the fetus there are remnants of illegal drugs"

"Please the doctor"

Love cries.

"Please cooperate, this is a very difficult thing"

With no crap out of the check-up room, she runs her own wheelchair. Aksara immediately chased after her favorite woman, then held her wheelchair.

"Let's eat outside?"

"I'm not hungry"

The voice of raucous love, Aksara knows if his wife is crying.

"How about ice cream?"

"Tida, not you"

"All right"

Up in her nursing room Love slowly stood up.

"I want to sleep, I'm tired"

"Darling don't be sad"

Aksara has embraced his wife's shoulder, then clasped her from behind.

"If the mother is sad, the baby is also sad, later can be skinny loh"

"I want them, I want them to grow"

"Darling, sorry that's impossible"

Direct love tiptoes to kiss her husband's thick lips.***** his slow, warm also soft. Aksara quickly did the splitting of their lips.

Aksara immediately headed for the balcony, he could not bear it like this.

"They're my kids, I brought them, why should I lose them!"

"Don't be like this, baby"

"I felt my son, not you or them"

Aksara just fell silent, exhaling his breath slowly.

"They can endanger yourself, not even necessarily survive when born"

"I can take care of her, I feel me"

"Well, we'll talk to the doctor later"

SERIATE.