Married Bad Boy

The Part 115

"Why hasn't your husband arrived yet?"

Bella kept walking back and forth beside the bed where Widya was lying. The doctor in charge of assisting her delivery was examining the woman while her assistants were preparing equipment to assist with the delivery.

"Bella, calm down" whispered Widya quietly. He wondered why Bella was panicking while not worrying so much about Azri's absence, because she was not alone. Bella and the other doctors were with her.

"Okay, I'll calm down."

Bella stopped walking. He sat down beside Widya's bed and clasped her hand again. “You're okay, aren't you?"

Widya nodded slowly.

"When is the estimated delivery process Doc?" Bella asked the doctor who was checking Widya's pulse.

"Now it has entered opening 7, if the next opening is fast and smooth it may be about an hour or two away."

"Thank God. Your husband may have arrived by the time your little one will be born."

No need to wait that long because a while later Azri appeared like a person being chased by a dog. Panic, worry, and fear. Some of the sisters who were there were amazed to see it. Azri still looks handsome even in the most chaotic conditions. Widya smiled when she saw her husband.

"Hallo, Dad," he said.

Azri's face instantly changed when he saw his wife's condition was fine. The man's shoulder dropped due to a feeling of relief. His feet quickly approached Widya.

"Are you all right, honey? God, I'm really sorry I left you alone." Azri immediately kissed Widya's cheeks, ignoring the several pairs of eyes that were currently watching the scene.

"He's fine. She's a strong mother" the doctor replied first. "We'll just have to wait until the tenth opening before the baby is born." The doctor then left the room.

Azri nodded then occupied the seat that Bella had occupied. Widya glanced behind Azri.

"Aren't you picking up grandpa? Where's she?"

As it was realized, Azri immediately looked behind him. "Geez, I left grandpa in the lobby. After I found out your room number, I immediately ran here. He must be on his way here."

Bella immediately chuckled, "the panic can make my boss careless as well."

"Shush." Azri growled, "Now can you pick up grandfather? Ah, don't forget to call my dad too."

"Are you ordering me now? It's not an office clock" Bella said

"Do it!" Azri glares.

Bella snorts, “Alright!" He left them both there.

When Azri looked back at his wife, he was surprised to see Widya squinting. "That's just your wits."

The man grinned, his gaze softened later. "I'm worried about you, Honey. I'm not going to let you go through this process alone, you take it easy. I want to be a witness when our son is born later.“

Azri kissed his hand gently. The worry that was clearly implied on her face made Widya relieved. Although contractions were becoming more frequent, she did not feel them much thanks to her husband's smile.

"You made me feel overwhelmed."

Widya's two eyes glazed over. Azri approached to kiss her lips. Tell him that all the feelings of love that he has only for himself, and their children later.

Their kiss stopped because Widya felt a long contraction wrapped around her stomach. He groans in pain.

"Suster, wife!" yelled Azri panicked.

The sisters immediately handled Widya. The doctor was called and showed up a few moments later to check on her condition. The doctor smiled.

"Well, it looks like your little one can't wait to see you guys." She immediately told her sisters to get ready because the labor process will take place.

The understanding Azri immediately stood beside Widya while holding her hand. "You're ready, baby, our son will be born" he whispered.

The sweat had soaked his face, his neck to wet his hair. Widya nodded very weakly as she was struggling against the pain in her stomach.

"Follow my instructions and take a breath, and then start pushing" said the doctor, standing between Widya's legs, which had been covered in a blanket. The nurse had removed the hospital clothes Widya wore to reduce the possibility of the patient becoming dehydrated.

Widya nodded and followed each doctor's instructions well. He took a breath and began to push. Throughout the process, she was constantly screaming, clutching the head of the bed made of iron and her husband's hand tightly. Maybe her hands will be blue or maybe now she has hurt her own hands.

"Honey, you can.“

Azri does not know how to cope with this condition. He really could not bear to see Widya in pain, struggling alone to give birth to their child. If God permits, he hopes some of the pain will be passed on to him. Azri to tears, or maybe already crying knowing her can only encourage Widya. Oh my God, speed up this process. He could not see his wife in pain.

It feels like time is passing so slowly. Azri unceasingly wiped away the sweat on his wife's forehead while unceasingly giving her some vigor. And when the sound of crying babies filled back in the room, everything was like walking.

Widya immediately threw her head on the pillow in a state of exhaustion while Azri felt tremendous relief. Widya looked at the ceiling with mixed feelings. Happy, relieved, and for sure she is very grateful because she managed to give birth to her child.

For a moment she hesitated, she was afraid she did not have the strength to bear her child. He was afraid because of his inability to have his son born in an abnormal way. However, now he felt relieved, too relieved until his gaze started to blur. His strength was exhausted from straining and shouting.

"Make him stay sober, if he faints it could put his life at risk!” exclaim the doctor when seeing Widya's condition.

Azri's attention immediately returned to his wife. He turned his back to see Widya in a semi-conscious state, probably going to fall unconscious for a while more.

"Honey, look at me.“

Azri immediately rubbed Widya's forehead, giving her warmth while keeping her awake. His wife opened her eyes with great difficulty. His eyes dimmed, but happiness was clearly reflected in those clear eyes.

"Did I give birth to her?"

Azri was so relieved to see Widya smiling at him. "Yes, you gave birth to her. You're really great. I'm proud of you" he exclaimed and kissed his wife's pale lips gently.

Widya was sobbing happily. He hugged Azri's neck and then cried a little on his shoulder.

"Congratulations, baby girl born. Do you want to carry her?" the nurse's words made Widya let go of her embrace. Her eyes immediately sparkled with joy when she saw her newborn baby had been cleaned in the sibling.

"Of course, I'd love to hug her." Widya excitedly extended both her hands.

The first second when the baby moved in her arms, Widya was literally crying. The tiny baby closed his eyes, as if embarrassed to look at his father and mother. Both of his hands poked at the side of his head as the cloth did not completely wrap around his body.

Azri hugged Widya with a view that could not be separated from her daughter.

"God, I don't have any chance for this. He really looks like you. So pretty. I'm sure that after he grows up he'll break the hearts of a lot of men" he said, then turned to him, "Like you." Widya laughs.

"I didn't break anyone's heart. But look at this mouth, she looks a lot like yours.“

"Of course, a sexy and charming mouth."

Azri smiled to herself with her confession. The baby was moving, feeling disturbed by the sounds around him. When he felt the touch of his mother's lips on his red cheeks, the baby squirms and cries. His loud and loud voice filled the room. Instead of panicking, the new father and mother laughed happily.

"It's time to give her breast milk for the first time,” said the Doctor, smiling to see her.

The baby seemed to be looking around for ******* of her mother's milk when Widya held it in her chest. And when he found it, his round cheeks seemed to move so eagerly enjoying his first meal.

"Geez, it looks like he's really hungry." Azri smiled amusedly looking at him.

After the baby was full and fell asleep again, the nurse brought the baby to sleep in the cot. Shortly after she was transferred to a regular nursery, she wanted to hold her baby again. It was only half an hour before she parted with the baby, but it felt like a year.

Widya rubbed her sleeping daughter's forehead, then kissed the hair on her bushy head.

"Mom will take care of you until you grow up, dear."

Azri was moved to see the way Widya said it, filled with affection. He held his wife. “We'll raise her together."

"What are we going to call him?"

Widya looked up at her husband. Azri tilted his head. To be honest, he has not prepared a name for his prospective child because he thinks the birth of his child is still two weeks away.

"Liana, Berliana Ruby Pradipta. I want my grandson Berliana."

Widya and Azri turned towards the door. They gasp to see Pradipta's grandfather and his father enter at the same time and followed Bella behind them.

"I want to carry it."

Grandfather approached his daughter-in-law's bed. Her face looked so happy, Widya handed it over carefully.

"Be careful, he is asleep," said Widya. Pradipta's grandfather fondly fondly fondle his first great-grandchild.

"She is very beautiful, like her mother," Mahendra commented.

"Geez, I can't believe I'm gonna be called aunty someday." Bella sobs.

Widya and Azri look at each other to see her daughter surrounded by people who love her. Azri knows Widya might get tired of hearing it, but she won't get tired of saying it.

"I love you."

His wife widened her eyes, her heart falling out of place. But the shock did not last long as he smiled. "I know."

Azri snorted, “Only that's your answer?“

The next second Widya looked up to answer Azri's disappointment. "I love you too."

Both smiles came out. While no one was paying attention, they approached each other and fused their lips together. Unite their love and their hearts.

TERM ....

THANKFULLY, AFTER A LONG TIME, THE NOVEL IS FINALLY OVER. THANK YOU TO ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE READ THIS NOVEL FAITHFULLY. LOVE YOU BY MAS AZRI AND MBAK WIDYA.