Me VS Crazy CEO's

Patience and sincerity

Disappointed ? obviously, but don't know who to be disappointed in, sad ? do not ask again, but compared to him, Ica and Jihad are obviously more sad. Supposedly as a mother, in-law, she should be a strengthening figure for both.

Mamah Vivi hugged her eldest son, "the strong one, this may be a test for you, "mamah Vivi is powerless to hold back her tears.

"Sorry to disappoint you, Ji has not been able to give a grandchild in the near future" he whispered. Mamah Vivi nodded in disapproval.

"It's not the mother you need to calm down. But Ica, your wife.mamah is fine Ji," she replied, unexpectedly it would be this easy to talk to her mother.

"Mamah go home first, to tell papah, later mamah come here with papah ! " said his mother patted him and rubbed his son's back.

"Patient, mamah know and sure bang Ji certainly can, "the answer is always to call it bang Ji if you are relying on it.

Jihad escorted his mother to the parking lot, "be careful, sir !" he told the driver of his family.

Jihad goes back inside, just talk to Ica. But this is more difficult than my mother. Ica was laughing at Riski's story about Momo that happened later. But as Jihad came in, several nurses went inside carrying a number of medical test kits.

"You know, we say yes, it's too bad, too," Riski and Mira tea pamit as well as Ica's mother.

"Yes, heart bang take his car, heart is heart, "Ica's hand outstretched holding his mother's hand as well as Ica's mother who gave her power to Ica, Ica, he even shed his tears by holding his daughter's hand. Riski had warned her not to cry.

"Let's eat, I'll recover son !" a mother's brow kiss is unmatched when compared to any supplement. All three of them came out of the room.

Jihad threw his sweetest smile at Ica.

"So, ugly !" Ica rubbed the rough face of Jihad making Jihad laugh.

"That's a big bang, really rough !" pinta Ica felt around the sideburn, mustache, and beard began to overgrown with short fur.

"Let's have a pang, "he whispered, not only did Ica laugh, but the nurses covered their lips in embarrassment at Ica's affection and Jihad's.

"Temperature, normal dar4h pressure !" one nurse said and the other took notes.

Jihad had asked the doctor to perform anesthesia (anesthesia) in the room, so that Ica fell asleep while still in the nursery so that she did not tense and panic.

"That's what sus ?" when the door opens and the doctor who enters with a stellan is ready for surgery.

"Only injections of antibiotics dear, "a quick Jihad replied ahead of the sisters. Again strange, Ica did not argue.

Injections were given to Ica to lower her consciousness. Sure enough lapse 15 minutes Ica was unconscious.

Ica's bed was pushed towards the operating room, Jihad steadied himself, after this he who had to fight to make Ica cheerful again. He knew very well that his wife wanted this pregnancy.

"Fight the bakwan, "he muttered outside the room. Jihad glanced at his watch, it was already 9 p.m.

Mola Hydatidosa or grape pregnancy is the formation of an abnormal placenta (ari ari) during pregnancy. Often the fetus is not formed.with its signs of severe nausea vomiting, pend4r4han in the first trimester, the stomach looks bigger than gestational age, clumps come out resembling grapes, and pang gul pain. If not treated immediately, it will cause cancer. At least have to delay pregnancy 1 year to reduce the risk of having a wine pregnancy back (source. alodokter.) the explanation of the doctor was enough to make Jihad shudder in horror if not treated immediately.

The curettage process is complete, Ica is brought back into the nursery. Now Ica is clean, there is nothing in her womb. Maybe after this they should go back to fighting.

Jihad sat next to Ica, until Kara called her.

"Hallo Ra, "

"Hallo Ji, what now ? is the operation over?"

Jihad scrunched her forehead, from which Kara knew, while she herself had not told anyone other than her family and Ica.

"Where do you know ?"

"Ica," Jihad gasped in shock, Ica know??

"That Ra ?!"

"Loe knows him how long has Ji ? Ica just pesen before he said you told open the Ica mobile gallery, I'm the same ka Milo also sorry Ji.ga what will insyaallah you can still pursue deposit make the team ! daddy's spirit !!!" kara said.

"Udah yes dad, Milo chatty tell mulu to sleep !"

"Okay, "Jihad laughs gruntly.

He glanced at Ica who was still asleep, pinched by Kara's words, Loe knows him how long Ji ?

"I'm sorry, it's not meant to say anything, but I'm confused about what to say," said Jihad rubbed the back of the hand that was still attached to the infusion hose.

"I forgot that you were strong, "come back.

Jihad grabs Ica's phone at the table, opens the phone's gallery file, and she scrolls to find the video Ica made as she leaves Ica to call her family. Jihad played the video, seen in the video with her hand already infused, and her pale face Ica tidied her hair, she said,

"Recent term not yet yes "

Jihad is laughing

"Bang, I already know my condition. I'm horrified because you're the same doctor who talked to me, believe me. Sorry for you, make mamah Vivi, make papah can not give birth in the near future."

Ica's face was moody, though,

"But we can try again, later !" back he lifted his head.

"I should love you straight away, we can go together. I actually made a restaurant reservation on your behalf, happy birthday dear !!! happy 27th birthday. You're getting older, shave there so it looks young."

kekeh Ica, but instead of laughing, Jihad even more lowered his face from the phone.

"Wish u all the best, I am trying to be the best for you, and you are the best.may remain a humble Alvian Jihad, unpretentious and wise, he said, reduce emotions as well as jealousy yes ! make me uncomfortable."

"Hopefully what you have not achieved and got, you can get this year ! Aamiin, "

Jihad glanced at Ica who was still speechless silent motionless at all.

"Try to open the desk drawer deh, this is not a gift, because you can buy a more expensive than that, while with that you can know more time again, do not eat late, do not eat, health is important, love you.." The 3-minute-long video stopped.

Jihad opened the desk drawer beside him, a blue velvet box, he opened it. A silver Ro lex watch.

Yup ! tonight at 00:00 WIB. Jihad was 27 years old, and Ica remembered that.

Can men cry ? his mind, because right now he was as unwilling as he was in heart.

He hugged Ica who was still asleep, countless times he had kissed Ica's forehead and cheeks at that time.

"Thank you baby, " whisper.

Kara called back but this time it was a video call she made. Seen a cheerful face but a tangled appearance like it ran out in random random.

"Daddy !!! happy birthday !!!!"

"The prize is 'yes !"

"Thanks Ra, that's a messy loe hair !" answer Jihad.

"This is the culprit !" kara

"Ica's still conscious ?!" her question is spooning. Jihad showed Ica still closing her eyes.

"Pass spirit ! make Ica, I'll come to the house, if I'm back from the hospital, "

"Strong bruh, ntar loe chasing target if Ica has recovered, "kekeh Milo.

"Thanks Mil, "

Both of them have turned off the call, this birthday he was given the most beautiful gift by Allah, Ica and a new achievement, patience and sincerity.

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