Marrying the Virgin Duda

The extra part 2.

One year later.

In one of the largest hospital delivery rooms. The baby's cry sounded so shrill after a few minutes ago just removed from his mother's womb.

Not only that, happy cries mixed with guilt welcome the arrival of their children.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, baby" Abi kissed his wife's sweaty forehead after whispering the sentence in Sekar's ear.

A single tear ran down her cheek in response, yet it was a happy tear as now all her difficulties had truly passed. The husband who never cared for her is now holding her hand tightly, kissing and whispering beautiful sentences as encouragement when he needs strength.

In the face of the husband's face which was also filled with tears, Sekar smiled. Her hand that was not punctured by an infusion needle rubbed her front hair wet from sweating during an anxiety attack.

Soon the interaction of the two must be stopped due to the arrival of doctors and nurses who handle Sekar. While the princess has been brought in another nurse to be cleaned immediately and continued with a series of other processes.

"Excuse me, Mrs." Said the doctor to both, and then the beautiful woman doctor asked permission to check on Sekar's condition.

Some time lapse, after all the series after the process of labor Sekar has been completed.

"Put the baby in da_da mother Sus," asked the doctor to the nurse who was holding the baby Sekar.

The doctor told Sekar to try to sue_sui the baby to get a colostrum that is good for the body of the baby itself.

Until then after getting the first source of life, the Doctor then ordered to move Sekar to the treatment room.

Now Sekar has been transferred to the treatment room according to Abi's request, VVIP room of course.

A baby girl who has a beautiful face like her mother is becoming a prima donna among her family. Being the struggle of both grandmothers who are anxious to continue to hold their first granddaughter.

For a time, either forgotten or due to being too happy with the presence of his new grandson. The two grandmothers were completely oblivious to Zayn who kept whining asking for a sling on one of them.

Even more sad, Ibu Sekar who had realized with the whining of his first grandchild was only briefly holding, holding, because before long Zayn was immediately handed back to his father who a few seconds later again asked to be put down.

Abi's been trying to divert in other ways. Aris Sekar's sister who was in the room at that time also tried it. But still the toddler was actually increasingly thrashing in the young man's sling.

"Mas, it looks like Zayn is jealous of his sister again," said Sekar while chuckling to see his son who does not want to be carried by his father.

"Perhaps, how is this? Both her grandmothers were busy with her, "Abi's gaze turned to her son and turned to her daughter who was asleep in Madam Malik's arms.

"Don't ! you're still sick baby, you just rest, let the mas try to nenangin Zayn. " Reject Abi shook his head, seeing his wife's still pale face made him reluctant to give Zayn to Sekar.

" It's all right, pity Zayn later. I'm not sorry, but I used to run out of Zayn's body I can take care of him myself."

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A moment of Sekar's reply made the man appear pensive, in an instant the wound he had created for the woman who was calming Zayn on his lap re-emerged in memory. For a moment the man was reminded how strong he was when divorcing Sekar when the scar was still very wet.

Which resulted Sekar had to take care of the baby alone even though there was an Aunt May who helped him. Even so, would not it be more perfect if the husband was the one who helped him?

Maybe if you go a thousand times sorry can't erase the trail of my mistakes. But I promise through the magnitude of my love will gradually cover the trail of the mistake.

"It turns out he was sleepy mas," said Sekar when he saw his son who had fallen asleep on his mother's lap. Maybe the whimper issued by a toddler aged almost 3 years was because he was sleepy. Signs of attitude commonly shown by toddlers his age.

Abi stepped closer to his wife's bed, standing beside Sekar, he rubbed his son's head and turned to look at his wife's eyes full of affection.

"Please promise me honey, if you will never get tired of forgiving your husband. Because I will always replace it with the love I have. " Say Abi smiled at his wife. He kissed his wife's forehead with a long pause.

"I promise you, for it is only to you that this hand welcomes you."

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Thank God, this novel is really over, because the idea of the Author has stuck and it seems less good if the story continues.

Thanks to the loyal readers of this beginner author, hopefully still support the author in other stories.

But the author seems to want to make further season 2 with the title and other storyline.

How, does anyone agree ???😁😁😁😁

But yes, author kudu Nemu time to make.. Heww,,🤦🤦🤦

Greetings , from Author,,,,🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰