Husband Setting

Pardon me! I'm Hard-Brained

Jen's gestational age has entered the age of 17 weeks and Jen steady will not do any tests on her child. Today the test took place, but Jen insisted on refusing, whatever persuasion and understanding she was given. The baby has two amniotic sacs and one placenta. The chance of contracting it is very high, plus sharing a placenta, which may have reached the blood of the child, but they appear to be growing well. Jen was already happy to see that, no need for tests of all sorts that would even put her down. He thought, if one day the baby was born imperfect, he would accept no matter what the condition. He was afraid that it would make him lose the gentle movements on both sides of his stomach. Thats beautiful.

Jen cried and hugged her stomach, as if the men were about to snatch the mound in her stomach. Darren had only been able to give up, looking at the threatening Jen through the look in his eyes. His persuasion did not work, and he eventually asked everyone to back off. Letting his wife calm down. Harris also could not persuade Jen further. The fear in Jen's eyes made him unable to press further.

"I'm sorry, Mr. .. maybe Miss knows, um .. Even if we didn't tell her anything, Miss seemed to be looking for other information about her pregnancy risks." Andina looked resigned. The whole family knew that the baby might not last long in Jen's stomach, but no one was able to tell them all about it. Seeing how Jen's efforts are so guarded and enthusiastic about her pregnancy. Just hope for a miracle and believe in the choice of the future mother.

Harris never felt powerless with all the connections and power he had. He has made arrangements for Jen to be referred to whichever hospital is best in the hemisphere, but he has no power to force or to exert pressure that might make a stubborn woman like his wife, even depressed.

The man sighed, "Let her go home and rest, just give her all the best care and treatment." Harris opened the door of a place that was so ready for the test. Harris aligns her body with Darren who is so sad to see Jen who is still curled up and protects her stomach.

"It's okay, we just believe in the bond between mother and child." Harris said before Darren could say anything. "It's okay." He patted Darren's shaken shoulder.

Darren could only duck, holding back the cries. He did not know that everything would develop horribly and wildly like this. Roll and hot.

"Sayang—"

"Papa don't come near ... Papa don't say anything to persuade me. I don't want to!" raung Jen turned around with her eyes puffed up and broke into the words of the man she had always respected. For decades and finally he resisted the power of the man. Broke away everything he had carefully constructed just for the sake of the two bounds of meat he had yet to see. Jen was disappointed in the situation, especially to herself. If ... all this is only if. If only he hadn't neglected. This was a wonderful and effective first pregnancy. Ah, this works too.

Seeing that fear, Darren advanced slowly and grabbed Jen who immediately put her head on the chest. He sobbed. "I'm afraid, Ren .. I'm afraid they took it."

"Sshhh. They won't touch them." Darren rubbed gently on Jen's hair and back who was already wearing hospital clothes. He—entah why, understand that fear. As if I felt that pain. He cannot blame, nor can he insist or coerce. Let everything go like running water. Let the magic work.

Harris once again just sighed. She is no longer his daughter's soul mate. There is another chest that is more comfortable for her, there is another body that is designed according to Jen's needs. He was no longer part of it, but now he became the guiding figure if their direction changed. Escort from afar and fully support. Parents are always like that in the end. But it was quite happy.

Consciously, Harris left her two children who are still linked to each other. He couldn't linger too, he came because things were out of control.

Outside, a group of people were anxiously waiting. They were silent and sobbing behind their hands when they found Harris's sad face.

"We can't do anything, his mother has made up her mind" Harris said weakly. Kira tried to toughen up, although her tears were still flooding, the woman seemed to be in control.

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