Other World Dimensions

Chapter 59

“Sick.” Zevanya. He doesn't like this taste. The feeling that made her not want to give birth.

Yes, June 30, 2023 is the day of giving birth to Zevanya and the time for her son to see the world. I don't know what name Zeo and Zevanya will give to their children.

His zeva continued to grimace, making Zeo also feel the pain. Really, Zeo would ask to replace Zevanya if he could. Seeing Zevanya in pain to give birth to her baby made Zeo slashed her heart.

However, Zeo was also happy. For this is a waiting that will bear fruit after waiting nine months. From the first trimester experiencing morning sickness. The second trimester is encrypted with all the cravings of Zevanya. While the third trimester, Zeo is also still troubled by Zevanya's protests and also the work that Zeo cannot leave alone.

“Honey, it hurts so much, huh?” ask Zeo. Not that he did not understand, but Zeo wanted to make his wife's attention focus first on him. Because, Zeo understands very well how the pain, especially Zevenya gave birth for the first time.

“How do you think?” ask Zevanya. What kind of husband is insensitive to the face that his wife shows. Huh, it's really not worth getting the nickname standby husband.

“Yes that way, anyway, hehe.” Zeo chuckles. Looking at his Zevanya expression, he chose to step back and help Zevanya move on the ball which he said could help open faster.

“Eunggghhhhh,” Zevanya moans. The woman who is soon to be a mother groans loudly along with the encouragement she gives to the baby.

“Come, mom! Again, mom!” exciting midwife. When Zevanya's husband became a place of impingement. The midwives instead split the task of helping Zevanya.

One of them was Midwife Yura, she was always quick to help Zevanya from the initial contraction. The first midwife made Zevanya tense, but only temporarily, because after that, they even chatted and often forgot the presence of Zeo.

However, Zeo himself was no problem. He knows, Zevanya needs a friend to talk to other than herself. Because, if chatting with him alone, it is certain that Zevanya must swallow boredom.

At the fifth push, Zevanya managed to get the baby out. I don't know what the sex of the baby is, but Zevanya is really happy. She even cried when she heard her baby cry.

Instantly, one room became filled with the cries of a little baby who had just come out of his mother's womb. How great a mother struggles to give birth to such a small baby. In fact, they are willing to endure pain and undergo the pleasure of contractions.

Not only Zevenya, Zeo also felt happy mixed with pride. His superior seedlings, finally managed to be born into the world with a healthy state of sentosa, not even experiencing respiratory problems. Zeo was also happy, because the child was born from the womb of the woman he loved so much.

“Now we are parents, Ze,” said Zeo. He sparkled, even his eyes always noticed a tiny baby who was being held by a midwife so that his body could be cleaned.

“I-iya, Darling. I also did not expect.”

Indeed, Zevanya had never thought that she could become a mother in this fast time. Zevanya is ready, but being a mother at her new two-headed age makes Zevanya repeatedly feel unexpected shock.

The two hugged each other after Zevanya got stitches because part of the baby's exit was torn.

The age of the baby Zeo and Zevanya had stepped on one month or less fifteen days. Because Zeo is not someone who can take time off and relax. Hence, Zeo often leaves his Zevanya in their own mansion.

“Why am I staying?” Zeo made sure. He was afraid that his Zevanya was in its efficacious phases.

“Iya, gapapa. There go.” Zeva said, after all, she was used to being left behind by her husband, right?

Moments after making sure Zeo's car drove, right from his bedroom window. Zevanya put the baby girl on the mattress that is in the baby box.

Then, Zevanya took a prone position. He drowned his face in the pillow. The zevanya started to sob small. Yeah, she's crying.

“Gue tired! I'm tired!” zeva shouted with her voice on the pillow.

Right, if Zevanya can be honest, she feels tired, very tired. In addition to having to take care of her child, there is a husband who must also pay attention to Zevanya. Really, it turns out that having a child is not as easy as Zevanya sees.

Yeah, correct. Zevanya's condition isn't okay. He needs more attention. Not just to take care of the child. The blueberry also needs extra attention. Given his age also who just stepped on the head of two. Precisely, the Zevanya can be referred to as a mahmud.

If people say, “then also twelve-year-old people can take care of their children, ga cengeng kayak gini, kok you kayak gini sih.” The zevanya wanted to slap him in the face.

That was before, not now. After all, their condition and what Zevanya is experiencing now are different. In fact, Zevanya and they alone are different. How could it be equated like that.

As you know with the condition of the mother who was sad, the baby from Zevanya was crying. That made Zevanya look towards the baby who had just fifteen days to see the world.

“I'm tired, you know!” sentak Zevanna. Why doesn't the baby understand him at all? He's tired! He needs a break! Does the baby think the Zevs are robots? Zevanya tired of taking care of it!

Instead of subsiding, the baby was crying even more. The zevanya again jerked the baby. Then, Zevanya herself chose to go away, she still realized not to hurt her own baby.

Zevanya was crying. True what her brother had said, married life is not always beautiful like their lips at the beginning. Recalling that, Zevanya grimaced again. He missed that momentum. However, it will definitely not happen again.

“Zevanya!” someone shouted from downstairs. He went upstairs when he couldn't find anyone downstairs.

Her zevanya immediately wiped her tears, she did not want her brother to know that she was crying. Her zevanya did not want to look weak in front of her brother.

“You've been crying?” ask Vania full of search. Although there were no tears there, Vania knew, her sister had been crying, looking at her slightly swollen eyes and cheeks.

“Negak kak.” Zevanya denied, could have died her if her brother found out.

“Huh, honest with sister. Zeo nyakin you?” ask Vania softly.

“Negak kak.” Again, the same answer Zevanya gave.

His sister seduced him, until Zevanya finally told him. Then, her sister said, “you might experience the baby blues, honey. Brother is here for a while now, later tonight, brother bring Miko as well. Tell your husband, tuh.”

Indeed, when mothers who have given birth experience the baby blues, it is precisely at that time the role of the people around them.