Lord Malvyn's Prison of Love

Chapter 127

"We'll just caesar, Ais." Jerolin had tried to persuade Aisyah to give birth to Caesar. Because, he could not bear and could not bear to see his beloved heart withstand the pain as it is today.

Jerolin did not mind both arms, hair, even shoulders became a victim as the impingement Aisyah resisted pain due to prospective babies looking for a way out. However, what is sought is not a perfect opening.

Aisyah looked at Jerolin accompanied by a slug. The pain did not make him talk. A large dryness such as corn kernels continues to exist and Jerolin faithfully rubbed. He hugged Jerolin back then moved his body to the right and to the left in the rhythm of Jerolin's movements.

The hug unraveled, the gazes the two met making Jerolin wonder. "What's up, Ice?" tanyanya gently.

"Oms. I want meatball soup, huh. I'm laper," he said as if he was well. Though a few moments ago held back the cries and moans so as not to look in pain.

"Indonesian meatballs yes," Aisyah's pinta told Jerolin with a pleading face.

"Home made meatballs? Didn't you wait too long, honey?" jerolin asked a little bit of ketar-ketir at Aisyah's request.

Aisyah's eyes glazed over at Jerolin's question. I don't know if he wants that food.

"alright. A moment I called Nick first," he said then reached for the phone in his pocket and then contacted Nick to immediately make Aisyah want.

Aisyah smiled then obeyed Jerolin sitting first. He received mineral water from the man. Head down to see the man stroking and talking before his already very distended stomach.

"Hi, boy. Patience, yes. The meatballs are still made. Don't come out yet, okay! There's no way you're gonna eat meatballs after you get out of Mommy's stomach." Jerolin said then both of them chuckled.

Aisyah herself no longer forbade Jerolin to freely speak to her prospective children. Because, in the end, the prospective child will see Jerolin not Malvyn.

"You're habit. I love to joke with him."

Jerolin straightened his body along with staring at Aisyah. "Leave it. Before he finds himself, he will recognize the voices around."

"Of course you're the first to be known after me, om!" Aisyah's words can't miss. Because, only they often invite their children to chat.

Jerolin just smiled. To be honest, she was very afraid that one day Malvyn found out that Aisyah was pregnant and gave birth to a child for the man. Afraid that in the end, Aisyah would return to the child's biological father and leave herself alone.

A short while later, Aisyah's request had been completed and could be enjoyed. The stomach was feeling unsettled again. He took and poured the sauce into a bowl already containing the meatballs. He eats with gourmand.

Jerolin smiled seeing Aisyah like this. Not only did this once ask him for something and he did not feel burdened, he felt very happy. Ah, if what Aisha conceived was her seed. It would be happier, he thought.

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Malvyn stared at the ceiling of the Hospital Nursing Room. Sweat from pouring profusely in addition to stomach pain is very sick can not be described with words. The doctor and his family did not know what to do, because the results of the examination Malvyn did not suffer from any disease alias healthy.

Opa Qenan, Oma Nadira, Papi Edzard, and Mami Ivy are waiting there. They look worried. Because since parting ways with Aisyah, Malvyn has never been as happy as before. His life is like a living statue.

"Are you okay?" tanya mami Ivy approached the gurney.

Malvyn's answer was the opposite according to his family.

Is correct.

Malvyn remembered Aisyah was crying bitterly because of her previous actions. His heart was even more broken considering how cruel he was wasting his wife as good as Aisyah just to maintain a fetus that would not necessarily live or not.

His eyes back in tears feel the longing can not be held back anymore.

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"Pull a deep breath then ejan, madam." The doctor said to Aisha.

Aisyah did as directed by the Doctor and pushed with all her might. Earlier, after spending a bowl of meatballs Aisyah immediately felt heartburn in the stomach so extraordinary. The water did not come out before, suddenly broke.

Jerolin's concerns seemed very obvious. Moreover, seeing Aisyah trying her hardest to push made her unable to resist crying. Indeed, the child born to Aisha was not her flesh blood. However, he was the one who took care since young pregnancy until now.

Oeek.. Oeeekk..

The sound of baby crying is still covered in blood. Jerolin looked at Haru then looked at Aisyah proudly.

"You're great, Ice. Congratulations on being a mother," said Jerolin, venturing into Aisyah's forehead.

Aisyah simply nodded without saying a word. Because, the power is drained.

The doctor handed the baby over to Aisyah and in taru on Aisyah's chest which was plain only covered in the patient's uniform. He stared at the tiny face looking for the source of life.

Brown hair, a pointed nose, and brown eyeballs. Just like Malvyn.

He looks like you, Vyn.

Aisyah looked up at Jerolin with a smile. "Fire.. What's the name of this kid?" his question made Jerolin surprised. Because, feeling is not his realm.

"Why ask me, Ice?"

"Yes. I want you to give me my son."

Jerolin was silent for a long time. "Dominic Jovano."

Aisha smiled back at him. "What means?"

"The honest leader."