Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Bonchap: Panic

Nevan was leading the meeting this afternoon, when Gantari came and casually peeked into the meeting room. Gantari even seemed unconcerned when she saw her husband's eyes widen upon realizing his arrival. The woman waved her hand with a big smile.

"Dihyan?"

All the participants of the meeting turned their heads, followed Nevan's gaze, to make Gantari caught red-handed and ended up revealing an awkward smile. He chose to turn around and run away from there, but Nevan had already chased after him after giving Fikri lightning instructions.

"Fik, take over!"

"Cock gu ... How am I, sir?"

Nevan doesn't care. He stepped out of the meeting room, following Gantari who had walked away.

"Diyan!"

Inevitably Gantari stopped his steps and turned his back because Nevan had already restrained his arm. "Well, how did you get out? I just need to look at it."

Nevan stared at Gantari in horror. This woman with a distended stomach really put on a plain angel look.

"Who are you here with?"

"Himself."

Nevan's eyes opened even wider. "Nyetir himself?"

"Huum."

"Dihyan ...." Nevan ruffled her own hair, then put on a frustrated look. "You're pregnant, you know."

"Continue?" Gantari held her stomach. Then, continue, "Our son wants to, really. He said he'd like to take a little papa."

Nevan breathed. No longer knowing what to say and how. His wife was truly magical.

"Keep this out you want to go home?"

"Yes. It is ready to get ready. Pamit go home first, yeah, Papa." Gantari on her tiptoes, then kissed Nevan's cheek at a glance. As if not know, if the Husband almost exploded to see his behavior.

"I'm taking!"

Gantari shook her head, then stepped away in her trademark relaxed style.

"Aw!"

Nevan quickly ran after Gantari, then bowed to see the situation of the Wife who suddenly fell silent. "Why?" ask Nevan to panic.

"sick."

"Oh God!" Nevan paced back and forth while pulling her own hair, then prepared to carry Gantari. However, suddenly someone ran from behind and made everything panic even more.

"Why, Van? Why?" Fikri the cool curly guy came and asked excitedly. "Tar, you want a baby?"

"Huh?" Nevan glared, then looked at Gantari who was still silent while biting her lower lip. "Where, Fik?"

"Call Doctor!"

"Oh, yes! Call the Doctor." Nevan reached into his pocket to pick up the phone, but then he looked at Fikri again. "A birth in the office?"

"Bring to the hospital!" cetus Fikri again holding Gantari. Meanwhile, Gantari still bit her lower lip while shaking her head many times.

Nevan nodded at Fikri's idea, then crouched down quickly in front of Gantari. "Good, sweetie."

"Where can!" fikri Protest. "Loe didn't see Gantari's belly?!"

Also true! Nevan patted his own forehead, then switched to rough rubbing of his face. "How serious?

"We're both carrying."

"Crazy!" Nevan immediately glared at Fikri and almost shook his head. However, it is not so because Gantari again moaning.

"Aw! It hurts, Mas."

"Darling! Sweetheart! Careful."

"Be careful, Dance!"

Gantari just put a flat look, although in fact his stomach feels more wrapped around. Then, press the button next to the elevator door and wait for it to open. He prefers to regulate his breath, rather than pay attention to the behavior of the two men beside him.

Nevan is starting to win. He helps Gantari get into the elevator, then embraces her shoulder as she exits and enters the car. Meanwhile, Fikri was still busy asking about Gantari's situation.

"Loe wants to drive, Van?"

"Continue?!" This time Nevan forgot how to speak well. All he's gas.

"Yes, already. Then I'll keep Gantari in the back." Fikri had already opened the passenger door and was about to enter, but Nevan pulled his collar.

"You want to die, loe?!"

Finally, it was Fikri who was driving and Nevan who was keeping Gantari behind. Actually, the word keeping is not right because from earlier Nevan just asked Gantari to catch her breath like a professional doctor, then called to and fro.

"Utami, make a schedule with Gantari's obstetrician, now!"

"Ma, Gantari wants to be born!"

"Mass?" Gantari tries to arrest Nevan, but Nevan keeps calling.

"Grandfather, Gantari wants a baby."

"Mas!"

Never mind, Gantari finally resigned alone while adjusting his own breath. Just trying to reduce the pain that makes him groan occasionally.

Arriving at the hospital, Fikri immediately ran to the IGD and asked the nurse to prepare a gurney.

"Just use a wheelchair, sir?" bargain nurse.

"Safe man?"

The nurse smiled, then nodded. "Safe."

Gantari was already in a wheelchair and was pushed into the gynecology room. Fikri had already slid in, but Nevan pushed him out again.

"Totally looking to die?!"

Fikri put on a pouting face. However, then he chose to sit sweetly in the waiting chair. "I'm worried too."

Inside, Gantari is being handled very well. He is now lying in bed with a female doctor who is doing some tests and asking some questions.

"HPL's three weeks away, right?"

"Yes, Doc." Nevan answered enthusiastically.

The doctor understood, then smiled and tidied back Gantari's clothes. "This is a false contraction."

"Huh? How, Doc?" This time Nevan answered.

"False contraction" repeated the Doctor, smiling again, then patiently explaining. "This is normal for pregnant women. This kind of contraction is the preparation of the uterus to face labor and will appear more often as a sign of childbirth getting closer."

"So Dihyan hasn't given birth yet?"

"Not yet" replied the Doctor with a pinched smile.

"Mas, clarify the same citizens who must have been waiting outside." Gantari who was sitting chimed in, made Nevan turn to him, then smiled crisply.

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Kangen Bang Nevan, I'm afraid. You miss me, don't you? 🙄🤣