Look at me, Delilah

Likes And Grief

Obviously this news was so heartbreaking that Omar was hoping for a grandson. However, what is the power if fate has willed.

Can't blame anyone. Want to be angry, will not make the heir come back to life. Single-minded. That's all I have to do.

While Angel, obviously sad about this situation. God gave her happiness in a few hours, then took it all in the blink of an eye.

"Patience, Angel. This may have been fate." Nayaka hugged his wife.

"They're definitely not good at handling our son." Angel said while sobbing.

Nayaka shakes. "It's our fault. I shouldn't have slept too well."

Whatever the cause, if God has determined one's destiny, then it happens.

"God loves our son. Let's go, Angel."

The woman nodded. "Yes, we can try again next time."

"I'll have people accompany you. You stay here."

"Bring me to see Kanaka one last time."

"Stay here and obey."

Angel could only nod when Nayaka had said so. He did not want to go against the orders of his husband.

On the other hand, happiness was clearly evident from Delilah's face. He held the faithful Kanaka in his sleep.

"Come, wakeup. Want to drink no milk?"

He kissed Kanaka's cheeks and nose. His skin was white, nose was sharp, his hair and eyebrows were black. He is of middle eastern descent.

"Kanaka" whispered Delilah.

The baby squirms. Delilah offered hers which was immediately captured by the baby.

"You are your father's son."

Delilah giggled as she felt amused as Kanaka suckled. Finished on the right, Delilah replaced it again to the left side.

"Quick big, honey. Kanaka wants to see Kyomi's sister, right?"

The outpatient door opens. Delilah immediately buttoned her clothes when Reyhan entered with the sisters. Delilah and her baby are scheduled to go home today.

"Sister took care of everything. We can go home."

"The evidence is there?" Delilah handed the baby to the nurse. As he got off the patient's bed.

"Silver rent a car." Reyhan looked at the Delilah road. "Be careful. Your stitches can open. Sister Anna has sent you some herbs. You should drink it later."

"I didn't drink herbs before either."

"Don't argue."

"I'll drink it after the package comes" said Delilah at last.

"Later in the afternoon the package came with someone who will accompany you while here."

The sister handed Kanaka back to her mother and let Delilah sit in a wheelchair.

"Let me drive you to the front, Miss, sir."

Reyhan. "Thank you."

"You really don't want to go back to Indonesia?"

Reyhan asked when he and Delilah had been in the car. There really is no problem not if Nayaka knows of her whereabouts or about her child. After all, they have split up. He doesn't have to hide himself.

"Sister, will Nayaka be able to take my son?"

"You're mother. Nayaka won't be able to do anything."

"I still refuse to look at her face. But I also don't want to ignore Kyomi. He must be waiting for me to call him."

"What to be afraid of? You and him, right, parted ways. You're also friends of the little ones."

"Right-natured brother. Why should I hide from him. If he comes here, I'll take it."

One by one the mourners returned home. Nayaka still stands in front of the tombstone of his heart. Is this a curse? The ex once prayed that he would be unhappy. Nayaka is funny to remember.

"We go home, Nay" Omar scolds.

"Maybe it's a punishment because I hurt Delilah. His prayer is answered."

"It's destiny, son. Papa thinks you should have a good relationship with Delilah. You have children to take care of together."

"It's natural, isn't it, when I'm mad at him?"

"You've decided to be with Angel. Forget the love of Delilah. Connect with him as a friend. You're better suited to a friendship than a husband and wife."

Nayaka nodded. "Yes, we don't have to be enemies, do we?"

Omar patted his son's shoulder. "You better focus on your wife and son. Don't you remember Delilah anymore. Angel often complains about your behavior still liking things about Delilah."

"I'll try. We better go home."

For one, Nayaka will not follow Omar's advice. Remembering Delilah was one form of freeing up the longing in her heart.

Two days later, Angel was allowed to go home. There was nothing strange when he arrived at his residence. The building remains the same luxury, but the furniture and room decor are different.

"You changed the order of the furniture?" Angel looked at her husband.

"Don't you like this? You like a room that's not too crowded, right? I've got rid of everything you don't like. I changed the pillowcase, too."

"Isn't that Delilah's favorite chair pillowcase?"

European patterned pillowcase output from one of the world's leading brands. While Angel prefers plain patterned pillowcases.

"I've kept it somewhere else. We need to change the mood, right?" Nayaka smiled as she said that.

"Can I arrange this house according to my taste?"

"of course. Your house. You can do anything."

"What about the main room?"

Well, Nayaka was silent because the room was still unchanged. Angel likes a house that looks simple and spacious and he does not really like furniture. Compared to Delilah. If the urn is good according to his vision, then he will buy and display it at home.

"The main room belongs to Kyomi. There are memories of his mother there. I can't replace it."

"Don't make Kyomi an excuse, Nay. I know you still love him."

"If you already know, why still bring it up? You're just gonna hurt your feelings, Angel. I've chosen you. Then, what else?"

"I'm sorry, Nayaka. I became greedy. I want to have you all."

"Just go ahead with our wedding, Angel. In the future, I don't want to talk about this anymore."

"Father!" Kyomi ran over.

"What's wrong?" Nayaka took a step back as the child walked over her body.

"Give Kyomi's phone. Mama wants a video call."

"Your mother called again?" Nayaka doesn't believe this.

Kyomi nodded. "Yes, by phone. Mama said, using a cell phone, the phone is cheaper and Kyomi can see Mama in person."

"Just use Papa's phone." Nayaka holds out her phone which Kyomi immediately picks up.

The boy ran to the room. Nayaka wanted to catch up, but beside was still Angel. He must think about his wife's feelings.

"We'll just go to the room. You need to rest" said Nayaka.

In the room, Kyomi could not speak as Delilah showed her a baby in the arms of her grandfather.

"That's who?"

"He's Kyomi's sister."

"Kyomi doesn't want a sister!"

Seriate