The Love of the Duda

TCSD 130: Saved

The god ran while carrying Mara's body into the hospital lobby which was not so far from the office. And behind his body was Kahar who also looked so anxious. The face of the God looks so chaotic and Mara's condition still leaves blood spots on the sidelines of her calves, which are still, making the hospital visitors who happened to cross paths with the Gods just looked at him with question mark gazes.

"Sus please my wife, please call doctor Sus!!" the Lord shouted in front of the nurse who was in the hospital lobby. The cry of the God successfully made the nurse who was standing guard there shocked at once.

One of the nurses came to God. "Wait a minute sir, let us get you a gurney first."

"Quick Sus. Please save my wife!"

"Calm down sir. Let us take your wife to the IGD to get help immediately."

Soon two male nurses approach the god by pushing a gurney, and Mara's body is placed on top of the gurney.

Mara was pushed in a gurney into the IGD room. In front of the room was already standing a female doctor who was a guard doctor during the day.

"Please save my wife Doc, please!!" said the god with clear lips that still flowed profusely from his eye pelupuk.

The doctor looked a little smiling. "Calm down sir, we'll try our best to save your wife."

The doctor began to step foot into the IGD room and the god trailed behind the doctor's back. Noticing the movement of the God's body, it instantly made the doctor stop his footsteps.

The doctor turned her body. "Mothers should wait outside. Let us handle your wife." said the doctor forbid the gods to go inside.

The doctor asked God to wait outside so that he could provide maximum handling for Mara. Without interference from other parties that can actually interfere.

The god flinched, he still wanted to accompany Mara inside this room. "But I want to accompany my wife Doc. Please allow me to stay with him."

The man's face looked very worried. Right now he just wants to be around his wife. Thus, he can accompany his wife to get through times like this.

The doctor tried to understand and understand the anxiety and worry felt by the God, but the doctor remained in his stance, he did not allow the God to enter. "So, you just wait outside, let ka___"

"But I want to be with my wife Doc. I want to accompany him!" the God's cerca slashed the doctor's speech.

Kahar who accompanied the Gods to the hospital could only look at the boss with pity. The man drew closer to the God and patted his shoulder. "Sir boss is calm. Let the doctor handle Mara's condition. Everything's gonna be okay, boss."

Finally the Lord complied, the doctor went back into the room to check on Mara's condition. The god dropped his body weight on the floor while leaning against the wall of the IGD space. He clenched his knees and ruffled his hair a little rough as if as a sign that he was really very frustrated at the moment.

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Time feels slow turning. Every second passed by the Gods seemed reluctant to roll, which further left him shackled in that anxiety. The man can only continue to hope and make a prayer so that the wife remains in good condition. Although he could not deny that the anxiety and worry was still whack and increasingly sharpened in the chest.

A shadow of blood flowing between the calves of the wife, as if still a big question mark in the brain of the man. What the wife really experienced. And all the questions and anxieties that fill the nerves of the brain and the spaces in his heart, will never end before the doctor who handles his wife comes out of this room.

The god still chose to sit curled up while hugging his knees. His blank look swept the surrounding conditions. People who happened to pass in front of the Gods seemed to feel sorry by seeing the look of a sad face that was revealed by the man. The IGD room that is nearby seems to be a wall separating life that increasingly keeps him away from his wife. A new wall will collapse when the door of this room is wide open.

Chequek...

IGD room door open. The god who had previously shed his body on the floor and leaned against the wall of this room instantly rose from his position. The sound of the door opening seemed to return the previously lost consciousness to nowhere.

"Dok, how's my wife? D-he's okay isn't he?"

The man's voice rang out as if struck by a feeling of tightness in the chest. He tried to hold the clear hairs of his eye sinks so as not to fall, but in vain. The tears of the man seemed to be flowing more and more.

The doctor who wears the name tag of doctor Sastriani Susanti Sp.Og only reviewed a little smile. "Can you come to my room, sir? There are a few things I have to tell you."

Aaaaaahh... Sastri's words seemed to push the body of God to be on the edge of the endless anxiety. He thought that after Sastri doctor came out of this room, he could immediately find out the condition of his wife. But he had to hold it again, because the doctor who handled the wife asked him to come to his room.

But the God nodded. "Good, Doc. I'll go to the doctor's office!"

Doctor Sastri walked in front of the Gods while the man was trailing behind the back of Doctor Sastri. Both of them swung their feet towards the doctor's office.

As if no longer able to withstand all the questions that danced and disturbed his mind, The god shot Sastri with the question as his butt landed on one of the chairs facing the doctor.

Doctor Sastri slightly let out a long sigh. "Before, I wanted to ask you. The age of the father's wife is now entering what age?"

Hearing the words of doctor Sastri successfully made God shocked half to death. His eyes widened and his lips opened wide. "K-Reliance? I-I mean Doctor, is my wife currently pregnant?"

This time it was Doctor Sastri who was flabbergasted. "Mother does not know that your wife is currently pregnant?"

The gods shook slowly. "No Doc, I don't know!"

Doctor Sastri just clucked softly, shaking his head. "What kind of husband does this father, a pregnant wife don't know?"

Gods gasp. "S-I don't know Doc. Because my wife didn't say anything either."

"If your wife doesn't say anything, can't you see it from your daily activities?"

"Doctors mean how? I really don't understand!"

Doctor Sastri again sighed deeply and slowly he exhaled. "Can't you see from the activity of making love to the Father's wife? Every month there is a time lag for not having sex with your wife because of the menstrual cycle. But all of a sudden that pause is no longer there because the cycle has stopped?"

Flabbergasted gods. He only realized that almost three months he always got rations in bed and no holidays at all. Almost every night he always make love to his wife without any disruption of the monthly cycle.

"Good God... I just remembered that almost three months ago my wife didn't find her menstrual cycle Doc!"

Doctor Sastri again clucked. "Because of lovemaking, to the extent that it makes you forget that every month your wife should experience the menstrual cycle is yes Sir?"

The gods could only faintly nod. Doctor Sastri's words are true. He was really addicted to Mara's body which seemed to make him want and want to always taste all the pleasure stored in his wife's body.

"It looks like it is Doc. Then, what really happened to my wife Doc?"

"So sir, your wife is bleeding...."

"What's? Bleeding?" The god slashed doctor Sastri's speech after the shock took hold of him. "My wife is okay, right Doc? My son-in-law is fine too, right?"

Doctor Sastri could only smile knots. He could feel what this man in front of him was worried about. "Although your wife is bleeding, it is fortunate that the bleeding can be stopped immediately, sir. So right now your wife and future son are doing fine."

The gods are getting louder. "I-that means...."

Doctor Sastri nodded steadily. "Yes, your son-in-law is saved!"

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Hiyaaa.... Hopefully this part can be the answer to all the questions in the minds of all brothers yes... 😘😘

Then how was the happiness of God and also Mara when the little angel was present in their midst? Keep following the story of DeRa until the end, brother... Maybe up to 500 episodes.. wwkkkkk 😂😂 feels like a flattered soap opera...

Who look forward to the reply to Dita, be patient... Slowly we will give a reply to Dita..😅😅

🌹Be sure every story written wholeheartedly, will earn a place in the hearts of each reader..

Bonuses... Dragon fruit juice seller visited by Mara 😅