Passion Old Virgin

Hemorrhaging

A man blinked his eyes that were still closed. His sleep was interrupted by the ringing sound of his cell phone. He changed positions many times and even covered his ears with a pillow. However, it seemed that the person who contacted him did not give up either. 

Danendra's right hand reached for his phone, which was still ringing. Without checking who contacted him, the man received the call. 

"What?" snarled with a hoarse voice. 

"Basic child less aj*r." 

The voice of the curse instantly made both eyes of Danendra who was sticky like given a wide open adhesive. He instantly rose from his face down position in shock by such a deafening sound. 

"Mama." 

"Yes this is mama. I think you've forgotten you have family here" Silvia said. 

Danendra rubbed his eyes in turn. "Why tell me that, Nendra here is just work, Mam." 

"I don't need your dime, Nendra. Now home! Your wife is struggling in the operating room." 

"What, Mam? Adel why?" 

The drowsiness seemed to disappear just like that when he heard the news of the wife entering the operating room. 

"Still ask me why. You don't realize your wife is pregnant!" screeched the woman furiously. 

"Adel gave birth?" danendra asked to confirm what was now going through his brain.

"Yes. Hurry home now or you'll regret it." 

"OKAY. I'm going home now" Danendra replied quickly. 

He threw his phone into the bed and rushed into the bathroom just to wash his face. It would be a waste of time if he took a shower first. 

Danendra took his briefcase containing important files and a laptop. Not bothering to carry the goods, Danendra left all his clothes and luggage. 

Between sadness and joy mixed into one in the young man's heart. He was of course happy because finally the baby who was almost 9 months in the womb of Adeline would see the world, but he also felt sad because he could not accompany his beloved woman to fight. 

As soon as the call ended Silvia joined Nabila who was sitting restlessly in the waiting chair. 

"Not finished?" silvia asked after seeing the light above the door of the room still on. 

"No, Sil. Let's hope Elin and our grandchildren are healthy" replied Nabila with an anxious expression. 

The two sat side by side with their hands clutched together. Strengthen each other waiting for the presence of the first grandchild. 

His face that already had a few wrinkles though not too conspicuous looked extremely anxious. Alefosio of course came immediately when the wife told him that Adeline was going to give birth. Not only worried about the state of their grandchildren, but the great master Alefosio was even more worried about the state of the son-in-law. 

She already thinks of Adeline like her real daughter. The affection he gave was even greater than his affection for Danendra, the biological son. 

"Ma, how's Elin doing?" alefosio asked worriedly. 

"Doctors haven't finished surgery, Pa. Mama was also afraid that Elin was why," Silvia replied no less worriedly. 

Alefosio's face was suddenly wrathful after completely not seeing the whereabouts of the son there. 

"Nendra really hasn't come home yet?" ask her with a haughty voice. 

"So my mom called me, she said she'd fly." 

"Let's see, I won't give her a penny. He's really outrageous. Big pregnant wife even in stay away." 

Silvia got up and patted her husband's back gently while her right hand stroked her husband's chest. "It's pa, don't get too emotional. Remember papa's health is also important," Silvia advised. 

"I'm sure my son is a strong woman" said Nabila. 

Not long ago when the great master Alefosio had not even been able to control his anger, the operating room lights went out. Indicates that the activity has been completed. 

The three men immediately ran over to the doctor who came out of the room. The three of them both had tense expressions. 

"How, Doc?" alefosio took the lead. 

"Young master was born safely, sir. Meanwhile, the young mistress was bleeding. We need to have a blood transfusion as soon as possible" the doctor said. 

"Then do your best for my daughter-in-law and grandchildren. I don't want any bad news after this." 

The doctor immediately changed his expression into tense. This was what he was afraid of when handling the family of that ruling man. They never seem to want bad news. It all depends on destiny. 

"But …." 

"Take my blood, Doc!" exclamation Nabila interrupted. 

The woman seemed to understand if the doctor had problems with donors or blood stock in the hospital. 

"Good, Mistress. Please follow me."