Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Tumultuously

Saturday, the weekend. As of tomorrow Prince and Isma will hold a seven-monthly thanksgiving event in Bandung. Today, Prince canceled the launch event of his new project in Korea.

Today they are going to Bandung. And at this time, Isma is busy preparing some equipment to be brought to Bandung.

"Honey, how many days are we in Bandung?" Shouted Prince from the bathroom.

"At least until Tuesday." Legally.

"But I can go home first, right later. It is impossible to delay the launch of a new project in Korea." Shouts again.

"Yes it's okay. Asal Mas give adek permission to remain in Bandung until Mas affairs in Korea are completed."

No more answers from Prince. Apparently he was wiping his body with a towel. After the bath, Prince immediately approached Isma.

"Honey can stay in Bandung until Mas invite dear to go home. Ok." Kissing Isma's forehead with both hands smothering Isma's cheeks.

"Cold.." His protest took Prince's hand off his cheek.

"Fresh to know." Move to the closet.

Prince chose his casual clothes. He wants to look cool, like that young papa.

"Mas wants to wear this, can you?" Ask Isma.

"Can. But, later until Bandung never let go of adek hands."

"Why? It's not going anywhere, baby."

"Let everyone know that Mas belongs to Adek."

Prince smiled happily, immediately he approached and hugged Isma's waist. Kiss the top of Isma's head.

"More forever belongs only to adek, really."

Isma was smiling happily.

"Hurry and change his clothes. Adek is almost ready for this." His order.

"Good Princess. The prince will be ready soon."

As Prince and Isma prepare. At the residence of Bimo and Rina there was a commotion.

Lina had a very bad stomach pain. It looks like she's about to give birth.

"Mas, pain.. hiks." He shouted while tightly grasping Bimo's wrist.

"Beauty, I'll get the car ready first, we'll go to the hospital now." Bimo said worriedly.

Bimo doesn't know what to do. He wanted to prepare a car to take Rina to the hospital. But, Lina did not want to take off her hand. So Bimo couldn't move at all.

It flashed in his mind to ask Prince for help. But, Bimo remembered today Prince and Isma are going to leave for Bandung.

"Call the Maharani doctor." Take the phone out of his pants pocket.

📱"Hello doctor. It's me Bimo."

📱"What's Mas Bimo?"

📱"But, isn't the schedule another two weeks?"

📱"That's the Doctor, maybe my wife will give birth early. Please help me doctor."

📱"Ok. How is your wife doing now?"

📱"He's in a lot of pain. He said his stomach was wrapped around, and he wanted to pee too."

📱"All right, get your wife here right away."

📱"Can you send an ambulance as soon as possible Doctor? I'm so worried about my wife."

📱"Ok, an ambulance will arrive soon. Patient Mas Bimo, keep helping your wife to catch her breath and exhale regularly." Obviously doctor Maharani.

📱"Good doctor."

Soon Bimo ended his conversation. Then, he asked Rina to do the advice of the Maharani doctor.

"Darling, listen to instructions from Mas, ok."

Rina nodded. His face was very red, cold sweat was pouring out.

"Slowly take a breath…"

Rina followed Bimo's wife well.

"Blow it again slowly…"

While exhaling, Lina instead shouted hysterically. Roughly squeezing Bimo's wrist.

"Aakhhh, it hurts Mas." He finally cried.

Bimo also shouted, but a stifled shout. When he felt his wrist would soon break.

"Aaahhkkk.

"Sayang istighfar. Asterghfirullah…"

"Aasstaghfirullah…"

Bimo was very worried about Rina's state. She cried while hugging the body of Rina who was thrashing for enduring the pain.

"But baby, the ambulance is coming. I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

"Aahkk, why are you apologizing?" Tanya Rina stammered.

"Mas only feels good, but dear who has to fight as sick as this" Isak Bimo in his tears.

Lina laughed while crying. Seeing Bimo's cry made him feel tickled amused. As a result, Lina felt a little relieved.

"I love you dear." Bimo said while peeping at Rina's forehead and stroking her stomach that hurt.

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