The charm of Father-in-Law

Extra Part 9

Kartika touched her daughter's stomach and rubbed her repeatedly gently. "Have you been sick so often?" ask Kartika, looking at her daughter's face that looks pale but still calm.

"It hurts but not often" Hana replied with her eyes already glazed over.

"Don't cry. It is like this the struggle of a mother, feeling tremendous pain and betting her life for the baby. Enjoy the process" said Kartika, taking a tissue from the nightstand and wiping it on his daughter's forehead wet with sweat.

Hearing her mother's words made Hana's heart feel tight. As a child of course he felt sinful, remembering his mistakes to his parents

"I'm sorry, Ma" said Hana, shedding tears but she immediately wiped it with the back of her hand.

"Here, don't cry and don't apologize. Mama and Papa are wrong with you too. Focus on your labor, don't think about anything else" Kartika said gently.

"Ma, the car's ready, we're taking Hana to the hospital now?" asked Dante when he entered his room.

"All Hana's needs and her baby's all set?" ask Kartika.

"It has. Hana, it was all set up a few days ago," replied Dante, as he walked into the dressing room picking up two bags containing Hana's clothes and her baby-to-be.

The luxurious Mansion became crowded, as servants and bodyguards gathered in the living room when they heard that Hana was about to give birth.

Dom and Fernan are also in the centre room.

"Why did they go down so long, I became restless," said Dom as he rubbed his neck, walked back and forth and occasionally stared at the stairs.

"Dom, why are you so upset? I should have been the one who was worried because my grandson was going to be born into the world" Fernan told Dom.

"What if I'm worried? It's natural, isn't it?" dom replied flat and expressionless.

Dom just turned both balls of his natal lazily when he heard Fernan's chatter.

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"Huh ... Huh ..." Hana exhaled repeatedly as she felt the contractions coming again, her stomach feeling tight, cramping and very painful.

"Are you okay?" dante asked as he cupped his wife's face with both hands, looking at her anxiously.

"Yes, I'm still fine" Hana replied, nodding softly, despite the fact that she was enduring the excruciating pain.

"Operation only yes, I do not want to see you in pain like this," said Dante trying to persuade Hana to give birth to their baby by cesarean section, but Hana always refused.

"No, Dad. I want to enjoy the process by process of giving birth to our daughter. I beg you to believe me" said Hana, holding her husband's hands still cupping his face.

"Trust me if I'll be able to get through all this." Hana looked at the blue bead with a pleading gaze, and reassured her husband.

Dante finally relented and nodded slowly. "I'll always be by your side, Sweetie." Dante kissed his wife's forehead at a glance.

"Thank you, Dad," Hana said with a smile.

Kartika touched her chest when she saw Dante loved her daughter so much. He became a baper. ☺

Dante held Hana bridal style and then walked out of the room slowly and carefully. Kartika and one waiter followed from behind while carrying a bag and other necessities.