Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath

Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath
63.



Rubbing his face violently, Azka immediately stepped her feet towards the bathroom. Just to wash his face that was already very hot, because of the actions of Mark who always made himself angry.


Behind it, in a state of closing his eyes. Unni was eager to laugh with the events that had just happened, but she could not make her husband hotter.


After coming out of the bathroom, Azka sat down on the side of the bed. Staring for a moment at the wife's face, he landed his head back to lie on the side of the bed.


"Darling, you know. My head feels like it wants to break, can you get up soon and everything feels good."


Azka's hand rubbed the back of Unni's hand and she closed her eyes, hoping that everything would pass very quickly.


"If this head breaks, where else is it looking for duplicates?"


"Huh, the duplicates will be destroyed if there are any. I'm the only one who can be the owner."


"Gee!"


Continuously speaking what he thought to himself, without realizing that Unni also spoke to him. When she realized it, Azka straightened her head and face towards the source of the voice.


"Darling! Baby, you!"


Azka could not believe what she was seeing right now, the person she was waiting for to open her eyes. And now, his wish is granted.


"Don't like to be angry, hubby. Poor doctor Mark." Unni restrained her smile.


Can not hold back his happiness, making Azka forget the condition of the wife. He hugged Unni very tightly, making her feel tight.


"Hu hubby, tight."


"I'm sorry baby, you're finally conscious. But wait, don't tell me you saw him?" Azka felt that she was really emotional.


Nodding his head as the answer, where Unni witnessed the action of Azka who was angry with the two doctors. Which Mark was the prime suspect for getting a rampage from Azka.


"Sorry baby, you're becoming like this." Azka felt very guilty.


"It's all God's destiny for me, hubby don't feel guilty like this. Oh yeah, baby?" Ask the whereabouts of his heart.


"I forgot, yes, baby. Baby is born, he still has to be in the incubator for an indefinite time. But, he's quite active." Azka told about the condition of her baby with great enthusiasm.


"I want to see it, okay?" Unni's desire is based on her longing and fear.


He was very afraid if his baby experienced something, therefore he wanted to see it immediately. Even with conditions that are still so weak.


"But baby, you just came to your senses. We ...."


"I'm strong, hubby. Can ya?" With hope, Unni wants Azka to grant her request.


Seeing the face of Unni who was so longed, but Azka did not want to be selfish with the circumstances. Making the fortress finally collapse, Azka slowly rubbed the back of the tiny hand.


Using a wheelchair that Azka herself pushed him. Passing through the hallway after the passage that ended in a thick glass-walled room, Azka previously confirmed to Sovia if Unni wanted to see her baby.


Slowly the curtain of thick glass window coverings opened, revealing a tiny baby who was writhing quite hard. Not many medical devices are used, because the baby's condition is certainly quite strong.


"You want to hold it?" Sovia was present in front of the two couples.


"Can I doc?" Say Unni with shrewdness.


"Of course you can, your son is quite strong. Let's go in." Sovia walked into the room.


The two looked at each other, the sense of happiness was getting bigger. Azka pushes Unni's wheelchair into the baby's room, which makes the second heartbeat no longer ruffled.


Using special clothes for the room, Sovia slowly moved the small body and gave it to Unni.


"This is baby?" Lirih Unni looked at the baby.


Azka sat down next to Unni, close her body to see and touch baby. When in the deck is very mommy, the baby is getting stretched and striped.


"Oek..."


"It's time you started nursing her." Sovia.


"Ta but doc, I don't think my ass is out yet." There is a sense of Unnj's hesitation to do so.


"Are you using formula milk?" Azka chimed in, because he was also afraid if it made Unni more hesitant.


"Every mother and child, has a strong inner bond, one of which is in the process of breastfeeding. Naturally, the lip movements of the baby. Provides stimulation for asi to flow, therefore. Let's try ya."


Seeming doubtful to Unni, she looked at her husband's face, which was like a gesture of asking for approval. Then Azka nodded her head, and they could not bear to see the fruit that was stripping.


"Come on, it looks like he's already so hungry." Sovia again helps Unni to position her body.


In a good position, Unni began to give the baby rights. At first he was seen looking for the whereabouts of his food source, after a while. He got it, and at the beginning the baby enjoyed it.


"Arkh!" Unni crowed and clasped Azka's hand.


"Darling, why?" Azka who was shocked became panicked.


"She's sick!" Unni cringed slowly.


"Sovia!" Azka gave her sharp gaze to the doctor who was smiling instead.


"Quiet and easy, how?" Sovia gives a little massage on Unni's back.


Suddenly Unni felt if something was flowing from the other part, wet!


"God, hubby!" Unni looked at Azka with a very happy face.


Confused by what his wife meant, Azka raised one of his eyebrows. He looked at Sovia, asking for an explanation.


"God! Stone man, insensitive." Sovia was so lazy to explain it to Azka, she let the man dizzy looking for answers.