Single Heir Girl

chapter 116

This morning Jira was already built first from Zafa. Unlike usual he woke up late, this time Jira had started cooking breakfast for Zafa. She also cleaned up and got a little dressed up.

"Bagun by, time to get ready to go to the office," Jira called to shake the body of her husband who was still at home in the blanket.

"Hhmm, he," replied Zafa got up and headed straight for the bathroom because his eyes were still very sleepy so it was better to refresh immediately.

"Here I help dry the hair," Jira asked as Zafa exited the bathroom.

Jira also took care and helped her husband this morning who was about to go to work. Pairing shirts, ties and suits for Zafa. Then serve her husband at the dinner table to drive Zafa to the front door and wait for her husband's luxury car to leave the yard.

There was a little question tucked into Zafa's heart and mind about his wife's attitude this morning. But he brushed it off and kept thinking positively that everything must be fine. Maybe this is just his feelings that are too worried about his wife.

"The lady is fine," asked the waiter as Jira grimaced in pain

"It looks like I want to give birth, since this morning the pain has begun to feel and increasingly longer," explained Jira walking in the backyard.

"Do I need to call you now?"

"No need to mbak, later if I am not strong then we tell Zafa."

Yati the servant also faithfully accompanied Jira in the backyard, occasionally he made Jira juice or asked other servants to make the mistress a snack.

"Mbak" called Jira while Yati was in the kitchen.

The waiter ran over to Jira at the back. "ASTAGA MADAM" Yati cried when she found Jira who had been sitting limp and her legs were wet.

"Sir, it looks like amniotic fluid, please notify Zafa immediately," Pinta Jira still remained calm.

Yati told Jira to enter the family room and she immediately contacted Zafa. 30 minutes Zafa and Zen arrived home.

"Sorry I'm late.we're in the hospital now yes," Zafa asked with a tense and worried look.

Jira nodded.

"Ra, you're strong, right?" zen asked who was worried too.

"I'm strong brother, why are you guys so tense? take it easy," said Jira.

"How can you be calm, suddenly the waiter says that the amniotic fluid has broken" Zafa said

"Let's get to the hospital, all Jira's gear and baby's all in the garage" Zafa said, taking his wife out of the house and into the car Zen had just picked up in the garage.

Until at the hospital Jira was examined by an obstetrician.Masih opening 4 and Jira remained fit to give birth normally. All the families had already arrived and gathered in the VVIP room that Zafa had prepared for a long time.

It has been 8 hours since the opening of 4 this afternoon.night there are also no signs of the opening of the birth canal will increase.Doctors also start to worry about the condition of the baby in the womb Jira.

"It looks like we have to have a cesarean section because it looks like the opening of the cervix has stopped and if we wait any longer it will harm the fetus" suggested the doctor.

Jira finally agreed to have a caesarean tonight.

"Remember by, whatever happens later please save our child," pinta Jira in Zafa's arms.

Before entering the operating room Zafa and Jira give each other strength and confidence that they can get through this through hugs and warm kisses.

"Ma, I picked up Zafa," said Jira hugging her mother-in-law.

"Sir, whatever the decision will be taken Zafa please support and accompany him continue," Pinta Jira hugged Zen.

"Don't say it like that, you scare Big Brother away" Zen replied

Now that Jira was on the doorstep of the operating room, Zafa once again hugged his beloved wife tightly, the feeling of heaviness and reluctance to let go of the wife came into the recesses of his heart, a great fear was lodged there.

"I have to go by, I have to give birth to our children so that you can be called Deddy later," said Jira let go of the hug.

Zafa sighed. "You have to go back," he asked to let Jira go into the operating room.

Zafa is not allowed by doctors to enter the operating room because it will take a long time.All families wait anxiously, worried and also tense in front of the operating room. An hour and a half past the first baby cry was heard. The family can feel a little relief.Syms began to be etched on Zafa's face.

Ceklek.

"Sir Zafa, your wife is having an anesthetic reaction. she's convulsing and her heart rate is getting weaker. Some of her body appears to be turning blue.We can't do two actions at once, sorry you had to choose between your son and your wife" explains one of the doctors.

"Ma, I can't lose Jira" Zafa told her mother.

"You must take Zafa's decision," Fanya recalled gave strength.

Raising his face above Zafa spoke. " Save my son" he said sure.

"Well, we'll continue the cesarean section," the doctor replied back into the operating room.

Zafa collapsed and sat on the floor of the hospital. Her crying broke her heart ached and broke. Similarly, Zen was sitting limp on the waiting bench. He thinks this is the most frightening thing as long as he lives to look after his sister. When Jira is kidnapped, she will do everything she can to save Jira, but now there is nothing she can do.

"Please, remember you still have your kids and Jira, they need you" Fanya hugged her son.

"But me and our children need Jira Ma, I can't live without him" Zafa said, feeling like his world had been destroyed.

Zen stood up from his seat. "Don't whiny you Zafa, get up and wipe your tears without Jira we'll jointly raise the twins" Zen said firmly pulling his sister-in-law's arm.

"Gue can't be without Jira Zen," roared Zafa.

"Lo should be able because your children need lo Zafa, we are all there for you" Tristan added.

The cry of the second baby Zafa and Jira made the atmosphere a little calmer.Zafa began to arrange his heart for his two twins.

"Happy first child Mr. Zafa is a boy and second a girl" said the doctor, who was out of the operating room.

"My wife?" ask Zafa hoping.

"I'm sorry, your wife's body is being cleansed" the doctor replied slightly bowed and with remorse.

"You better be your kids" said Zavier, patting his son on the shoulder.