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The pain came again

Darren also did the same thing he immediately turned to Dara, shocked until when Ellard pushed him back and ran to hug his wife.

"What's? why darling?do you feel pain? what's that hurting?" ellard asked worriedly, cold sweat began to drip from his forehead as he heard Dara's cry getting stronger.

"Is he not wanted here?" the tanyanya softly with a faltering tone that directly pierced Ellard's heart.

"Dear not-"

"What do you mean Dara?"

Darren's voice made Ellard let go of his embrace while staring fiercely at the old man who indirectly made his wife cry.

Darren walked towards Dara who was wiping away her own tears, the woman was surprised when Darren suddenly hugged her.

Darren forgets that if Dara is still here, he is stupid to vent his anger in front of this woman. Women who do not know what problems they may face in the future.

He was just too anxious if the incident happened again, Darren would really destroy it if the person again damaged the happiness of his family even though it was his father

"Of course I'm happy because I'm going to be a young grandpa, don't you think?" speech while gently stroking the head of Dara who was in the field.

The old man did not even think as red as what his son's face was now.

Damn it!! inner Ellard while raising her hand moved to separate her father who carelessly hugged Dara, her woman.

Ellard undoes his intention when he will keep Darren away from his wife because he sees Dara's face that begins to calm in the man's arms.

And fortunately he only saw sincerity as a father to his son when he saw Darren hugging Dara.

Not like before, he was like seeing his own reflection when he saw Darren staring at Dara. It was a meaningful shady look inside. But this time it was different, he saw Darren really sincerely embracing Dara like his own daughter.

"No need to think about anything, I'm really glad to hear you're going to have kids soon. It's just Dara, I'm so sorry about your future. You have just graduated from school, without looking for it you must be immediately accepted into any college but because you are two-bodied now your activities will be limited. And I'm not gonna let you go to college while you're pregnant, it's for your own good and your son Ellard must think the same as me"

obviously Darren then released his embrace, the man's hand gently stroked Dara's head with a smile making the woman share a smile on her lips.

"I understand Dad" Dara said as she nodded.

"Good then, now rest. Take good care of my granddaughter I'll call Nike to check on your pregnancy"

****

Nike placed his stethoscope on the nightstand with a rough movement that made a little loud noise. The white-clothed man's eyes stared intently at Ellard and Darren alternately then exhaled a rough breath while scolding his own temple.

"I understand how you are feeling right now, but please remember that I am an internal medicine specialist. If I knew you were calling me here to check on Dara's pregnancy, then I would have brought an obstetrician with me earlier" Nike said with an irritated look, he was having an important meeting at the hospital but suddenly got a call directly from Darren who told him to come to Walton's camp immediately.

He who panicked because he thought something had happened is now trying to ease his mounting emotions. The man who has the status of his best friend for more than twenty years is always making his high blood. Is it hard to talk if Dara needs an obstetrician? instead of calling and saying 'Come here as soon as possible, there's no objection' after that the connection is disconnected. Crazy indeed.

"I don't remember" replied Darren, who immediately upset Nike.

"You can get out of my room? my wife needs to rest"

"Fuckin' shit" umapat Nike quietly.

Darren smiled faintly as he stroked the head of Dara who had fallen asleep in her bed.

"He was exhausted" the old man said slowly as he continued to develop his smile.

Ellard quickly brushed off his father's hand making Darren laugh softly.

"Jaga Dara, I'll go first"

"You don't know what it's going to look like, it's probably going to be very difficult" Darren said before walking away leaving Ellard with a big question mark on his head.

"Yes it must be hard, because I'm going to be a father" Ellard murmured.

****

Nike sat himself next to Darren holding a glass of wine in his hand. The forty-year-old doctor reached out his hand to take the crystal glass at the table and poured alcohol into it.

"I know what you're worried about" Nike said, then sipped a drink in his hand.

Darren took a sip of the wine and put the glass down on a rough table.

"I might not be able to do anything to stop him, let alone with Ellard's actions that had officially leaked his status earlier this afternoon"

"Well, you're right, the news must have spread rapidly across America"

"I need to start being vigilant"

The two turned their heads when they heard the door being knocked from outside.

"Mad"

Madrick lowered his head briefly and walked closer to Darren.

"Sir, the lady spent her time in the Bar and probably heard the young master back she'll be coming again soon"

"When are you gonna take care of it, Mad?" ask Darren grimly.

"Give me some more time sir, plucking the weeds up to their deepest roots takes a little longer"

"The woman will definitely not stay silent if she finds out about Dara's pregnancy. You know what I mean, don't you?"

"Yes, sir, I will take good care of Miss Dara and Walton's future heir"

***

Ellard squirmed in her sleep while moaning in pain. His lips were pale and his eyes were my eyes, the man was holding his left chest as he blinked his eyes.

"Damn it" he sighed softly as he felt a tremendous pain around his heart.

Ellard turned to the side precisely next to his bed to see the face of his wife who was still soundly exploring the dream realm.

"Honey" he said softly with a hoarse voice.

Ellard gulped down a rough saliva as she felt the pain grow longer. The man slowly got up from his bed, leaning against the bed. He gripped his left chest with one hand while the other he used to open the drawer next to the bed.

Ellard took one pill and swallowed it and then gulped down a glass of water that had been on the nightstand.

Ellard was still sitting leaning back while adjusting her breath which somehow felt heavy, the hand she had previously placed her chest raised to remove the sweaty hairs on her forehead.

When the pain gradually disappeared Ellard turned to Dara who was not disturbed at all sleep, maybe congenital pregnancy or fatigue.

His outstretched hand stroked his wife's long hair, a faint smile pinned on the man's lips as he looked at his wife's peaceful face.

What's with me, actually? he stared blankly ahead.