PLEASE, LOVE ME, WIDOW

TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN

The entire palace was in a real uproar, the servants were seen back and forth in panic and our comatose lips chanted prayers.  How not, this morning an uproar emerged from the main room in that magnificent palace.  The king, who woke up in the morning blindly shouted out like a doormat, calling out to everyone in the palace.

Not without reason if the king looks very panicked, in the main room, Qiandra was seen covered in sweat while enduring pain.  Dean really felt panicked when he felt his wife's hand clasping her fingers tightly.  How surprised the man was, when he opened his eyes and saw the deathly pale Qiandra's face with tears in her eyes.

Without a second thought, Dean immediately woke up without even having time to put on his sleeping robe, he immediately shouted in front of his room.  Though in the luxurious room is already available alarms that live in

just press it and it will be connected to all parts of the palace.  Unfortunately, the panic of the king made him completely forget about it.

After screaming in panic, Dean returned to the room and got a look with a cute smile on his face.  “What's up, Honey, why are you looking at me like that” Dean asked as he approached his wife.

“Love, go clean yourself up and get dressed first” Qiandra said between the pain she was in.

“But, Honey, I can't leave you ..” said Dean stalled as the main room door was knocked from the outside.

“It's still a long time, Love, put on your robe, and open the door, let them accompany me for a while while you clean yourself” Qiandra said trying as quietly as possible.  The pain that returned slowly attacked him, as far as possible in his resistance so that the husband could calm down.

Dean finally resigned and following his wife's orders, he took a sleeping robe and

wearing it, after that he opened the main door.  As the door opened, dozens of people stood in front of the door, ranging from servants, bodyguards, nurses, doctors and in the front row stood with the panicked face of Vian's assistant and

doctor Albert.

“What's the matter, ...” assistant Vian has not yet finished his question, doctor Albert has already barged in and passed Dean.  Dean himself could only keep silent, he immediately turned around and took the clothes he had prepared for him.  Dean went straight into the bathroom to clean himself up as fast as he could.

Meanwhile, Albert's doctor immediately stepped closer to Qiandra, “Since when the pain appeared” asked Albert's doctor without asking what happened.

“Actually since midnight” Qiandra.

“Oh, jeez, Qi, why are you telling her now”, exclaimed doctor Albert.

“It's okay, Brother Al, I just don't want to make him panic” Qiandra said with a grimacing face.

“No panic what, just look, how can a king come out of the room with no

wearing any” murmur doctor Albert while starting to do the examination on

Qiandra.

“Do not say much, just do your job” a big voice and in making the attention of doctors Alber and Qiandra immediately diverted.  Both eyes widened when they saw the appearance of the person who reprimanded Doctor Albert.

“Love, come here, I'll fix your clothes” Qiandra said, how not, Dean came out of the bathroom with his hair still wet and random.  Not to mention the shirt that wasn't even buttoned at all.  Only Albert dared to chuckle at the chaos of his best friend, while the others could only bow their heads while biting their lips holding a smile.

Dean himself, without objection, moved closer to his wife like a robot that was ordered easily.  Qiandra took a towel in Dean's hand and dried the man's hair, even asking Albert's doctor to take a hair dryer to dry Dean's hair.  After that, Qiandra still had time to ask her husband to wear full clothes and was immediately followed by the man.

Meanwhile, Vian's assistant had already ordered everyone in the room to come out and wait at the door.  Vian's assistant didn't want them to see the chaos of the king that looked like he couldn't think at all.

“Love, I beg you, calm yourself don't panic, all is well.  I will feel the pain outside

ordinary, but I can handle everything.  So please don't panic, we face this together, we will welcome the presence of our first son with joy” Qiandra said grimacingly.

Then Dean began to be able to act a little calm, even though the worry was so clearly drawn on his face.  While doctor Albert

the ones who had finished checking the state of Qiandra re-assembled

the gear.  “So, you will still give birth normally, Qi?” ask doctor Albert.

Qiandra nodded her head, “If possible, I want to still give birth in a normal way, but I leave all the decisions to the team of doctors as well as His Majesty, I want to keep giving birth in a normal way, I will follow whatever is best for me and our son” he said, squeezing Dean's hand as the pain returned.

“We are heading to the delivery room” exclaimed doctor Albert, and assistant Vian immediately opened the door of the main room.  Simultaneously a gurney with complete facilities was immediately pushed inside

chamber.

Dean would not allow anyone to touch the Qiandra, so he himself lifted the wife up the gurney.  After that, the gurney was immediately pushed by the nurse who had been prepared. They rushed to the delivery room which had been prepared far away, because Dean did not want Qiandra

giving birth in the hospital.

As they entered the delivery room, it was seen that several doctors had prepared with their own equipment.  Doctor Albert gave a code to the obstetrician who immediately checked the condition

qiandra.  Dean saw things

it gnashed his forehead, he understood that something was wrong with the wife.

After the obstetrician examined Qiandra's state, he slightly shook his head at Albert's doctor which made Dean start to feel wasp.  Albert's doctor immediately gave Dean a code to come out for a while, actually Dean did not want to leave the wife.  But seeing the seriousness on the face of Albert's doctor he finally relented, reasoned to want to urinate, Dean then stepped hastily following Albert's doctor.

“Say quickly” Dean said as the two were already in another room separate from the delivery room.

“Qiandra can give birth normally, but her psychological condition after trauma makes it quite risky, we are worried that suddenly her trauma returned at critical time” said

doctor Albert.

"Then what/solution” asked Dean.

“Our obstetrician and I recommend for cesarean section, this is much safer for

Qiandra.  This should not be conveyed to him, so as not to trigger his trauma.  We'll give her a total anesthetic, for her,

without him noticing.  Your job is to divert

his attention, and make him enter the subconscious with a happy mind

and best wishes” said Dr. Albert.

Dean was stunned to hear the explanation of Doctor Albert.  Although these risks have been predicted far away, but

when facing it head-on, it still became heavy.  However, Dean did not have much time to think, he just nodded, “Do your best, whatever happens save Qiqiku” he said expectantly to the friend.