Not Just an Obsession
Chapter 71: You Should Be Alright, Little Bratt!
One minute later.
"Aargh..." A long groan came out of Bratt's mouth. Jago's brother managed to spit out his viscous liquid inside Eneng Tembem's house.
Bratt fell on Alea's body. This is their second round.
"Shh. aaauw. sa-kit." Alea Ringis.
Hearing Alea grimace, Bratt raised his body.
"You why?" Ask Bratt. He saw Alea's face was already very pale plus his entire body was sweating cold sweat.
"My route to Bratt's kit." Alea Ringis.
Bratt held onto Alea's stomach, with his own hands, Bratt felt Alea's lower belly tighten.
Bratt panicked instantly.
Bratt got off the bed, put on his clothes and dressed Alea. After finishing dressing Alea, Bratt held Alea and quickly walked out of the room, wanting to take Alea to the hospital.
Now that they were in the car, Bratt rewinded the seat back so Alea could lie down. After laying Alea down, Bratt put on his seatbelt.
"Bratt. Bratt's sick.." ringis Alea.
"Dear on, hold on, we're going to the hospital." Reply Bratt.
Cup. Bratt kissed Alea on the forehead before he closed the car door beside Alea.
After half-running Bratt round the car to the steering wheel door, he went inside and started the engine. Without waiting for a hot car engine, Bratt immediately drove his car to the nearest hospital.
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Fifteen minutes later.
The car that Bratt was driving also arrived at the hospital which was closer than the hotel.
Bratt stopped his car right in front of the ER door and got out of the car shouting at the nurse to help him.
Hearing Bratt's cry, the nurses came out from inside to help Bratt. There was also a nurse who came while carrying a gurney.
Bratt pulls Alea out of the car and lays Alea down on the gurney.
"Help my wife Sus, she complains her stomach hurts." Bratt.
"Yes sir, you calm down." Reply to the nurse Bratt spoke to.
After pushing the gurney from the doorstep of the ER, they were now in the examination ward.
The guard doctor immediately approached the ward where Alea was.
"Father here first well, let the doctor check first the condition of the Father's wife." Said the nurse and then closed the curtain on the examination ward.
Within five minutes, a nurse came out of the ward.
Bratt who had been pacing in front of the ward immediately approached the nurse.
"How's my wife, Sus?"
"Still in the handling sir, be patient yeah." The nurse answered and ran somewhere. But soon the nurse came again with intravenous fluids and some medicines and other medical devices and entered the examination ward again.
The panicked Bratt could only paddle in front of Alea's ward as his mouth went to pray for Alea's safety.
Ten minutes later the curtain of the ward was opened. The doctor who examined Alea called Bratt to enter the ward.
"How's my wife doing, Doc?" Ask Bratt.
"We've handled it sir. My wife has a stomach seizure. We've given painkillers and put intravenous fluids so your wife doesn't get dehydrated." Doctor explained.
"Then how's the content of doc?"
"If it's later let the obstetrician check. Because I'm just a general practitioner. The gynecologist is coming soon." Answer doctor.
After giving Bratt an explanation, the doctor left Bratt.
Bratt sat down on the chair next to Alea's bed.
"Still sick?" Bratt asked as he held onto Alea's stomach.
Alea shook her head weakly.
"I'm sorry, well, I should've stopped when you were complaining about pain." Bratt said regretfully.
"That's it, don't talk about it anymore." Reply to Alea in a weak voice.
"I wouldn't forgive myself if our son had done anything!"
"Bratt, that's not our windfall yet."
"But you'll leave me if our son does anything!"
"I won't leave you Bratt, unless you ask me to leave you!" Reply Alea.
Bratt brought his face closer to Alea's stomach.
"Little Bratt, you're okay, right? You gotta be okay okay, so your Mommy doesn't leave Daddy. Daddy's going crazy without your Mommy." Bratt said and then gave a pecking potty on Alea's stomach.
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Seriate...
