
Now that Mitha had entered the delivery room, Andrea patiently continued to stroke Mitha's back. Every time Mitha's contractions always grimaced in pain, Andrea could not bear to see it.
"Darling you have to be strong, I really can't bear to see you like this" Andrea said in a hoarse voice
"Help me with that do'a, I'll be fine. You don't worry" Pinta Mitha.
"I will certainly pray for you and our children to be born safe and sound"
It was seen that the nurse came to check on Mitha's condition
"How's Miss? does it start often?" ask the nurse
"Yes" Mitha replied
"I checked out!" said Nurse. "This has been opening 8, I briefly call the doctor first" he continued
The nurse returned with Sheila, Mitha's obstetrician.
"How's deck? Does it feel like you want to poop?" ask dr. Sheila
"Yes Doc, it looks like I want a BAB" Mitha replied
"Let's take me to the toilet" Andrea asked
Doctor Sheila only commented on the smile, how did not Mitha want to give birth was thought to want to defecate.
The doctor instructed Mitha to always open her eyes while straining and look at her stomach.
Mitha was as strong as possible to release the remaining energy until the third time only her first baby was born who was male and 5 minutes later reborn a very beautiful baby girl.
Andrea was unceasingly grateful for the birth of the two little angels in her life until a round of tears escaped just wetting her cheeks.
"Thank you for your struggle to give birth to our little angel" said Andrea, continuing to kiss Mitha on the forehead.
Andrea also tried the twins alternately. Mitha just smiled happily seeing the twinkle of happiness in her husband's eyes. Until the state forced Mitha's consciousness to close her eyes. Mitha was unconscious after she hugged her two little angels.
Mitha was bleeding so badly that she needed an O-blood transfusion, while the hospital had no stock due to the lack of people with O-blood type
Luckily Zyan had the same blood type so he willingly donated his blood to Mitha. But the blood needed by Mitha was still lacking because Zyan could only donate 2 bags of blood.
Ms. Sinta who heard the news about the birth of her granddaughter came to the hospital.
When he saw Andrea sitting together with Zyan in front of the ICU room, Ms. Sinta immediately approached him.
"How's Mitha Nak doing?" ask Bu Sinta
"It's still unconscious Mom" Andrea replied while kissing the back of Ms Sinta's hand.
"Mom, what's O-mother's blood type? Mitha desperately needed that blood type" said Andrea sadu
"O+'s mother's blood type son, maybe Mitha's father who is blood type O-" said Bu Sinta.
"Sinta" a heavy voice was heard calling the name of Bu Sinta so that Bu Sinta was silently sculpting
"Papa" call Zyan
"Zyan, why didn't you pick up the phone?" ask Mr. Zein Zyan's father. But the look in his eyes did not escape from Bu Sinta.
Ms. Sinta who saw Mr. Zein's arrival became nervous. It had been a long time since they had met, even if Bu Sinta had seen Mr. Zein he would have always avoided her.
"Sorry Pah, I'm resigning my departure to LA. Mitha needed a blood transfusion and it just so happened that my blood was the same as Mitha's" Zyan explained
"Is he blood type O-?" ask Mr. Zein
"Yes pah, isn't papa also the same blood type as me? Mitha still needs 3 bags of blood, can papa help?" ask Zyan
"I will definitely help him" said Mr. Zein
Bu Sinta closed his eyes for a moment neutralizing the heartbeat that had been beating unbecoming.
Andrea was not focused on what was happening. His mind was thinking of his wife and children.
Zyan immediately took his papa to see a doctor. After first Mr. Zein checked his condition and blood match, now Mr. Zein was lying down to draw his blood.
"Rey, please take a sample of my blood and Mitha's blood. I want to do a DNA test. Please keep all this a secret from anyone" Mr. Zein told Reyhan's doctor.
"Okay Sir!" sahut. Reyhan
"How many more bags does Mitha need?" ask Mr. Zein
"Three more bags of blood sir" replied dr. Reyhan
"Take 3 bags of blood from me" asked Mr. Zyan
"But Master is dangerous to you" refuted dr. Reyhan
"I'll be fine. Don't argue with me Rey!"
Dr. Reyhan was forced to comply with Mr. Zein's wishes even though it was actually at risk because the donor limit was only 2 bags of blood.
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Mitha's critical period has passed, now she has been transferred to a special hospital room and family owners. Andrea did not stop to give thanks because Mitha's condition was now gradually improving.
Bu Sinta faithfully waited for her daughter and two grandchildren as Mitha's nursery and twin babies were put together.
Zyan and Aryana take turns to accompany Andrea in the hospital.
Mitha had been in the treatment room for a week. Now that her condition has improved, baby twins are also growing healthy. Moreover, Mitha gave him exclusive ASI.
"Darling I'm glad you've improved, I was so scared last week because you sleep on" Andrea said
"Sorry to make you anxious" Mitha said
"Don't take me anymore, which I won't be able to do without you" Andrea said
Mitha cupped Andrea's cheeks with her hands.
"I'm fine, right? All because of your prayers that God has granted." said Mitha
Andrea kissed Mitha's palm that was cupping her cheek.
"I always pray to always live with you both in the present life and in the future life" said Andrea sincerely
Mitha immediately hugged Andrea, a sense of haru bursting into her heart. A love she used to think of as one-sided love. But it turns out that love is his true love.
"I also just want to be with you oneng my favorite" said Mitha
Andrea instantly let go of her embrace and grazed Mitha's cheek
"Still say oneng is like this handsome husband hemm. You're my darling oon" kekeh Andrea
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Seen the door opened from the outside, Ms. Sinta entered with behind her Mr. Zein. There was an anxious look on Bu Sinta's face in contrast to Mr. Zein who displayed a happy face.
"But papa can hold you" asked Mr. Zein with eyes full of hope making Mitha and Andrea frown in wonder. Since when did Mr. Zein become Mitha's father.
"Sorry Sir! I don't allow anyone to hug my wife" Andrea refused
Mr. Zein paid no heed to what Andrea was saying, he kept on approaching Mitha and wanted to hug her.
"Son, thank you for living well. Papa loves you"
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