My Life with the CEO

My Life with the CEO
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This episode is dedicated to mothers who have been struggling to conceive and give birth.


You're Great!


It may also represent the screams of the hearts of mothers who are unable to care for the child they bear and give birth to or for those who have to die after fighting for the birth of their baby.


You're all great!


Not every woman has a mother's love.


But for those who have it, love and love your mother's sincere love.


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Each breath is a prayer and thanksgiving for all the gifts that the Creator has given. The opportunity to live and feel all its grace.


Life is a gift, don't waste it. Every step we take is a responsibility that we must take responsibility for later.


And now that the beautiful woman's eyeballs are beginning to twitch, she is struggling to get back to her conscious.


In his subconscious he can feel and hear the prayers and hopes of those who love him.


At this moment the sound of the baby crying that was calmed by Lia moved her silence. He began to stand in a conscious search for the origin of the sound.


Lia's voice was humming and talking cheerfully. The sound of the baby's drowsiness and buzzing sound was very clear, he was looking around for the origin of the sound and trying to re-find the door of consciousness.


It was then that when the gentle touch she was waiting for stuck gently on her lips, yes, she felt the tenderness and fragrance of the intoxicating scent of a baby.


My son.


My son, I want to come back...


Let me meet my son, Lord...


Allow me to live and be responsible


answer to the little life that has been


YOU allow me to bloom within me...


Lord, allow me to return.


Forgive me, Lord...


Please allow me to raise


son, pleasee....


His screams were roaring for several days in the void space. There he could only hear and feel but could not see.


The longing is chest tightening.


The fog is too thick. Many times he sought light to return but in vain.


He ran in the void looking for the figure he loved.


Right now, when Lia placed the baby Aaron on Diana's chest, the baby's gentle movements were pouring vibrations into Diana's soul and spirit, fused in her subconscious.


My son, I feel you...


Come here. I want to touch and.


hugged you. I want to kiss you.


Eeee..aa. baby Aaron's voice moving in search of his mother's milk pu#ing sounds like a beautiful tone flowing melody through Diana's subconscious.


And as the baby began to sip its air#pa, those gentle vibrations flowed fused into his subconscious.


My son,


I want to pet and kiss you.


Just then Lia started to place her brother's hand on Aaron's back as if hugging him.


"Sister, keep your child from falling" said Lia slowly.


In her subconscious Diana looked at her hand. He could feel that touch. She felt the softness of her baby's skin.


Vibration in the hand and a puff on the chest made him struggle even harder to get out of the foggy labyrinth.


He ran and circled the endless labyrinth. He was spinning in a fog that blocked his view.


Show me the way....


Aarooonnnn .....


His screams are in the void.


Suddenly he heard someone calling his name. The voice of the man she so missed.


He stopped his steps as he felt a warmth on his lips. A kiss of affection from someone he loves, a kiss from someone who changed his world.


Andrews....


Miss you...


I miss my kids...


I miss my sister...


Help me Andrew....


take me out of this place....


I'm lonely here...


Only your voice and touch


accompany me...


But I can't see and hug


you guys.


Call my name....


So I can find my way home.


Forgive my sins.


End my curse.


I beg of You.


Andrews...


I'm not giving up again...


I'm sorry I gave up before


until I got lost.


The tears and prayers that she cried out in her subconscious flowed through her real body.


Give hope to those who are always faithful.


Andrew shouted expectantly at the tears dripping down Diana's cheeks.


"Darling.. Come on. fight. You can feel us, right?"


Struggling? Yes, I have to fight.


Andrewww call my name.


I'll find the origin of your voice.


The hope that is fused between two people who love each other. The incision of millions of prayers from every one who kneels and loves him begins to sprinkle fragrant on the altar of the creator.


That sincere prayer and hope has filled the heart of the Creator. The prayer has opened the way for the Creator to extend His hand.


With His love and mercy


The Creator has dripped the holy water of life that brought Diana's Spirit back into the light.


In one blow from the Creator of the body, his soul and body began to fuse together. He returns.


At that moment his eyes began to blink. At first everything seemed to be blurry. Dizziness struck when a beam of light entered slowly in his cornea. Sick stinging.


Diana was silent for a moment.


It took a while for him to see clearly.


Ah.. This house....


Thank God...


Thank you for the opportunity you gave me


to me to live.


Diana slowly moved her eyes looking for the figure she missed. His muscles still felt heavy and stiff. Even looking at him he couldn't.


Until a while later due to strong desire he began to be able to move his body slightly.


His head began to move. Diana turned to look for the origin of the gentle breath by her side. And there he saw a beautiful sight.


A sight that he had longed for and had given him strength to return.


"Andrew." his sigh was soft. His voice is still stuck in the esophagus.


Diana tried to collect saliva to wet her dry throat.


"Andrew.." back he called his lover who was asleep on the sofa with baby Aaron in his arms.


The man was dreaming and he was smiling in his dream.


This is a beautiful sight that she misses so much.


Andrew's eyes were open. The hazel eyes looked so beautiful and dazzling.


Those beautiful eyes seemed to look at her child lovingly she muttered something.


How much I miss them. I wanted to


hugging and kissing them.


"Andrew.." sighed again with all his strength.


Succeeds. The man realized that the voice he heard was not a delusion, not a dream and not a delusion.


He stood up from his couch and brought baby Aaron closer towards the bed.


Those pretty eyes opened and looked at her longing.


Andrew widened his eyes and blinked several times as if he could not believe what he was seeing.


"Darling... Diana.... You.. have you come to your senses?" andrew said he believed.


Diana smiled faintly. It needs strength to speak and move the muscles in his body.


"Praise God.... Thank God my beloved is conscious."


Andrew put baby Aaron by Diana's side and she began to caress Diana's face and kiss it.


For a moment Andrew did not want to move. She still wanted to look at those beautiful eyes that she missed so much. Their eyes were full of love and longing. His desire to be the first to see Diana subconsciously fulfilled.


They kept silent and looked out for all the longings that could not be expressed in words.


Until the whimper from Aaron resuscitated him.


Andrew rang the bell to call the doctor.


While waiting for the doctor to come he brought Aaron closer to Diana's face.


"Look at this our dear child. I love you."


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Let this baper add visual Andrew and baby Aaron.