The Mafia Love Journey

Welcome Twins

Waiting is a boring thing that many people never like. But waiting for the presence of the baby is very different taste. The soul seems to drift in every precious pregnancy momentum. The kick of the baby in the stomach alone is amazing, especially later when he is born. And I can't wait for that time to come.

Amanda pregnancy entered the final trimester, doctors recommend for three days to control the womb. Especially because Amanda is pregnant with twins, and this first pregnancy is more risky everything. Everyone is ready to stand guard when Amanda gives birth. So everyone gathered in our mansion, including Carmila and Dalton.

"How did the doctor say, baby?" We haven't had time to sit in a chair, already being dragged with questions from Mommy.

"Well mom, it's just that the doctor said the placenta has started to calcify." Amanda sat down first and answered.

"Then how to avoid calcification?" Again Mommy asked questions until she unknowingly moved to a seat near Amanda.

"No mom, I just need enough rest, breathing exercises and lots of water." Amanda smiled at the words.

"You just moved the room on the ground floor then, so as not to get tired. I'm horrified you slipped with that big belly of yours." Jason gave advice by slightly commenting on Amanda's physique, fortunately he was not as sensitive as before.

"The doctor suggested I move a lot, going up and down the stairs really helped the baby into the pelvis." Obviously Amanda with a little difficult breath because of her huge belly.

"Don't ask me again, if you have any questions. It's no pity to see Amanda panting while answering your questions." I stroked my babies in the womb, I was afraid they were shocked because I had just spontaneously raised intonation in the voice.

"If you know that, why didn't you answer us from earlier. Just shut up like there is no mouth. Fuckin." Like a pair of non-welcomedies, I got Mommy's spray instead.

"Mom, can't do tight volume. What if my baby is surprised?" Of course I can't take Mommy talking that loud next to Amanda.

"You're the one who started talking on a high note why is it that you're blaming Mommy right now?" Not pregnant women but their emotions are higher than pregnant women.

"It's getting old and angry and mommy, later my niece is afraid of her grandmother is it okay?" Jason, I don't know where he went against Mommy.

"You're tired of living, huh? Just this time in the history of your youth no longer dare to fight Mommy." Not that the atmosphere is getting better even more awkward.

"Here mom, giving up sometimes is okay, isn't it?" Daddy also broke up.

"Here again, no son of his Daddy's all conspiring to corner Mommy." Sometimes the intention of resting the heart in the mansion becomes impossible if it is like this.

"God.." Just one soft word hypnotized everyone to stop squabbling.

"What's wrong?" Amanda held onto her stomach with a grimacing expression.

"Darling me to bedwetting." Amanda's pale face with sweat filled her forehead and face.

"Amanda, you broke the amniotic, baby. Call the doctor quickly." Mommy spontaneously stood up and hysterically saw Amanda's feet soaked by amniotic fluid.

"Why bengong? HURRY UP!!!" There was no response from everyone so Mommy with her screams in action.

All panicked, just now we came from the weekly controls and the good news came. I don't even know what to do. Though already proficient in training, and mature in preparation. All I'm doing now is holding both of Amanda's hands staring at her in silence.

I saw all that, Amanda who was rushed to the hospital in a state of not okay. His face was deathly pale, the sweat pouring out incessantly should I have wiped it with tissue repeatedly. Not a word came out of my mouth, my tongue and teeth seemed to work together and kept my mouth locked.

In a panic I remained amazed, Amanda tried to strengthen me. As upside down Amanda looks tough with everything that's happening to her right now. Arriving at the hospital Amanda immediately got the handling of a doctor.

"His husband is allowed to participate in the delivery process." Sister gave me a sterile set of clothes before entering the room.

"Gerlard, listen to Daddy you need to be stronger than Amanda. Don't be so lackluster, Daddy's sick of seeing you." A whole spirit boost and push.

"Ge, remember three lives are at stake. You have to help Amanda, you can Ge." Somehow just the words Jason was able to shake the heart, making me able to make a sound.

"certain." I then entered the delivery room.

The doctor accompanied by two nurses prepared. After getting an explanation that I should strengthen Amanda and be on the right side of her head, I followed the instructions. Grasping Amanda's hands together, peeping her forehead solemnly.

"You can baby, we'll be seeing the twins soon." My whisper's in Amanda's right ear.

"Well miss, now relax first.set your breath well. Remember the key to childbirth is in your own breathing." The doctor began to bend Amanda's legs, and positioned Amanda half-sitting on the delivery bed.

"It's a nine-dock opening." The nurse who was in charge of checking Amanda's uterus spoke.

"Wow, you're great, miss. Now follow my instructions, if not asked to push do not push yes." Tell the doctor.

"Nice doc." Amanda Sahut.

"To the baby's head is already very down."

"Tok the patient raised his ass." Other nurses provided additional information.

"Don't pick up miss, there could be a tear later. Relax, calm down you are helped by us and your husband." The doctor smiled and strengthened Amanda.

"Sweet you can." That's all and that's the sentence I was able to get out.

"Okay, get ready, lady, your baby's smart, he's starting to ask you to be born. So come on, lady, breathe, hold, push."

"It's good, a little more, spirit. Don't panic, keep breathing well and don't close your eyes once in a while, as you taught me." Rehashing advice before giving birth.

"Okay, his forehead is starting to look. Breathe in, hold, push." Exclaim the doctor.

"Oekkk....oeekkkk..." The sound of my son crying.

"Baby boy, and perfect doc." The nurse who now carries my son.

"Listen not Miss Amanda, your baby was born and was amazing. Is there a call from your daughter?" I don't know what the doctor means, maybe the baby knows when he's going to be born.

"Not doc." Amanda's sober.

"Wait a minute, your daughter is very understanding to give a pause for her mother to recover her breath."

"Thank you dear." I peeked at Amanda's forehead again and again.

"So, he's asking." Amanda immediately bit my hand until the blood flow felt warm there.

"Okay, okay, relax, miss. Breathe again."

This time like more pain than the birth of my son, Amanda lost more momentum during breathing. Even I was scratched and bitten repeatedly. I know that the pain I feel is not worth the pain that is afflicting his entire body. About a minute later my daughter's cries boomed adorning the delivery room.

"Oeekkkkk... oekkkk....."

"Good miss you made it."

"Normal childbirth, normal baby, mother without tears and dock stitches." Nurse.

"Later after the placenta is removed, both baby girls will be placed on your chest to stimulate milk production." The doctor said he then began reaching into Amanda's birth canal to remove the placenta.

My precious daughter's son, they're both covered in blood, very little red and fragile. Their cries instantly stopped as they were placed on Amanda's chest. Replaced with my broken cry. I was powerless, I finally became a father. I'm sure if Jason sees me crying right now, he'll laugh at me as much as he can. How not, my cry is very not good to the eye, I grimy and slimy.

"Dear to be, ashamed to see your son." Amanda interrupted my crying trip.

"Doctor, can I kiss them?" I don't care if they're covered in blood, I just want to give thanks for their birth in the world.

"Sorry sir can't yet, after this the baby must be incubated and in the light first." Obviously the doctor.

"How long, doc?" I can't wait to get through this procedure.

"Light only two hours." He said without knowing, I was very arrogant to hear the word two hours, is not it too long.

Amanda and my baby have been moved into their own room. We separated from our son for the first time. The family began to gather in Amanda's room. But Jason witfully deviated him, standing firmly in front of the child's incubation room. Afraid that his nephew would be switched, he said.

"Where's Jason mom?" Amanda realizes the absence of Jason.

"In front of my granddaughter's incubation room with her ridiculous manner." Mommy answered whose hands were actively stroking Amanda's arms.

"Wow, he's very affectionate with his nephew apparently." Reply Amanda is happy.

"You don't know, first hear your son's crying, he cries and steals through the door of your delivery room. Daddy leaked Jason's disgrace, which could be my weapon in the future.

"Daddy didn't know, Gerlard cried so badly in the eyes. I'm glad to see it myself, I hope the doctor and nurse were not traumatized to see Gerlard crying." Is not dismantling the disgrace of the husband an act of not praise.

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Broken, I who might have originally survived their bundle is now gone in the blink of an eye. Amanda vividly told me that I was dissolving into peerless happiness. Si*Al knew this was how I should have asked Amanda to compromise earlier.