The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Meet with an appointment

In Samantha's current room Maximo and Eveline are. They watched for themselves as doctors examined Samantha's stomach, which she said was strained. Samantha lay on her bed, beside her was Maximo who faithfully held Samantha's hand tightly. His hands were extremely cold because he was afraid that something bad had happened to his junior Maximo. He felt guilty for exhausting Samantha.

“What is the baby picture?” Eveline asked enthusiastically. He got closer to the monitor screen to see the black and yellowish image that appears on the screen.

“True miss. Her age is about thirteen to fourteen weeks. Would you like to hear his heartbeat?” the doctor was curious.

“Yes. I want to hear the heart of my nephew.” The girl was really excited.

“Well,” the doctor moved his transducer down Samantha's stomach and pressed her a little.

“Slow down, don't press too deep!” maximo shouted, watching the doctor's hand move over his woman's stomach. She was very worried that Samantha and the baby were hurt.

“Good sir,” the doctor was stunned to hear Maximo's firm voice. He hesitates to re-touch his transducer to Samantha's stomach.

“Ten easy Max, doctor knows what he is doing.” Samantha's the one who's giving the defense. Her husband was paranoid when he found out she was pregnant. “Just do what you have to do, don't mind this paranoid master,” added Samantha as she stared intently at her man. The doctor nodded obediently.

“I just want to make sure that it doesn't hurt you or our child.” This man still reasoned.

“Your fear is unreasonable, you are overextended Max.” Samantha bit her husband's arm which was tightly holding her hand.

“Gigit only, I won't take it off.” The man tried to hide the pain and his grimace at Samantha's prank bite.

“Say me if it hurts, Max.” Samantha saw that her husband's eyes were glazed over.

“No, I'm fine.” The prestige of this man was indeed very high.

Samantha chuckles at her husband's words, then kisses Maximo's hand repeatedly. While the man was smiling, he kissed Samantha's head in love.

Slowly there was a fairly loud sound from the USG tool. “What sound is it?” Maximo looks so curious.

“That's the sound of your baby's heartbeat, sir,” the doctor said confidently.

“Really? Why doesn't it sound like my heart?” Maximo touched his own chest, his left chest warmed up and thumped loudly after hearing the voice. It was as if their hearts were intertwined.

“Certainly will be different master, because the speed of an adult's heartbeat is 60 to 100 times per minute, while in the fetus is 110 to 160 times per minute. That's why, it sounds faster like the sound of a horse running,” explained the doctor.

“Can I hear it directly from Samantha's stomach?” Maximo was curious.

“Can't be sir. The baby's heart rate can only be heard by tools. But, if the master or mistress spoke, this fetus could hear her. Therefore, often invite him to talk. So that he knows the voice of the lord and mistress.”

Maximo nodded in understanding. He rubbed Samantha's stomach slowly and then kissed her gently. “Hay, this is dady. You hear my voice little creature?” ask the man.

Samantha smiled anxiously at her behavior. He rubbed Maximo's head gently, slightly chuckling as this man's sideburns hit the surface of his skin and gave a tingling sensation. The examination session became the scene of the mafia couple's romance.

“Master, can I enter?” A voice sounded out there. The voice belonged to Paul who was being struck by curiosity.

“For what?” Maximo is on alert. He didn't want Paul to see his woman's stomach.

“I want to see Maximo junior sir. I faintly heard his voice as well. Can I see him directly?” Paul's curiosity was so high. The man was indeed banned from entering by Maximo and could only eavesdrop behind the door of Samantha's room.

“Don't be sassy you Paul! Only I can see him in person. You can only see it through this USG monitor. It's just a minute.” Listen to the way the dirty-minded, jealous man gave an answer.

“Good, sir.” Such an answer alone makes Paul's heart flowery. He and Nora immediately entered and looked at the monitor screen showing a picture of baby Samantha's fetus and her heartbeat beating fast. Paul couldn't help but feel his scent, he rubbed his tears that had been dripping since when. Nora faithfully gives her napkin to wipe Paul's tears away.

“Look, it turns out that the old man had a heart, Sam,” whispered Maximo who made the woman pinch her arm with anxiety.

“Jeez, spicy once!” Maximo rubbed his arm that was hurting because of Samantha's pinching.

“Lain times, keep your talk Max. Don't curse parents in front of my son,” protest Samantha.

“He's my son too, Sam. I'm her daddy.” The man said with jumawa.

"Then be careful what you say."

"Well," only this time Maximo was completely obedient. During this examination the man listened more. Including listening to the advice of the doctor to reduce the activity of s3ksu4lnya with Samantha. This man almost protested, but upon seeing Samantha's gaze, he did not dare to speak.

“For a while Max, I'm going to the toilet,” Samantha lowers Maximo's hand that is coiled around her waist.

“Let me help.” Maximo went down first and carried Samantha to the toilet. He placed his woman in the closet and patiently waited for her.

“Come out Max, I can't pee if you stand in front of me like that,” Samantha protests at the guy who is sneaking around looking at her.

“I've often seen your whole body without exception, why bother with the problem of urination?” The man refused to move.

“Oh Max, I want to enjoy my time alone in the toilet. Just get me my wheelchair and close the door. I want to learn to take care of myself.”

“I can't. I'm worried you fell.” Look, this guy is stubborn.

“Alright if you force. Instead, don't hug me anymore. I don't want to be around people who don't value my privacy.” Samantha finally poses a threat.

“Jeez, what to threaten like that?” The man brushed his hair in frustration. It seems that this time he had to obey Samantha's desire to go out and get her wheelchair, rather than not being able to hug her.

“Please, madam,” the man said as he put the wheelchair near the closet.

“Thank you, mafia lord,” chimpanzee Samantha while glancing back.

The man just chuckles as it passes leaving Samantha, “Be sure to pull back your threat madam, or I will force to hug you for twenty-four hours full.” Still had time the man grumbled, making Samantha could only shake her head not understand.

About fifteen minutes Samantha was in the toilet. He tried his best to take care of himself in the toilet. Taking her own tissue, cleaning her own body and moving herself to a wheelchair, as her therapist taught her. All he did well.

Samantha smiled happily, this is an incredible achievement for her. He came out of the bathroom in his wheelchair. When he approached Maximo, it turned out that the man had fallen asleep face down while hugging a pillow. The man had not yet worn his top shirt. Apparently the man was tired of taking care of it.

"My big baby has more," muttered Samantha as she headed for the closet. The cold air made Samantha take the mantle from her closet. His eyes were round in shock when he saw something hanging in his closet.

“Max! This what Max?!” call Samantha the sleeping men.

“APA?!” Maximo immediately jumped in shock from his bed. His eyes were red, and he saw the closet that Samantha opened and looked at the woman in confusion.

“Oh, yes, I bought it,” said the man in the end. He walked closer to Samanta and stood behind Samantha, bowing her body. Both hands rest on Samantha's wheelchair arm.

“That shirt I bought while I was walking to your subscription boutique. You like it?” whispered the man.

“Yes the shirt is beautiful. But why did you buy that shirt?” Samantha scrunched her forehead not understanding.

Maximo did not answer, but took a moment to pick something up in Samantha's bedside drawer. His wide hand played a navy-colored box-shaped object in his hand. With complete confidence, he approached Samantha. He bowed his knees before Samantha while looking at her fixedly.

“Without wearing a bow suit and tie, without a romantic dinner, without beautiful flowers and without any surprises, I want to tell you something, Sam,” The man paused his sentence and showed the navy colored box before Samantha. He opened it slowly while still staring at Samantha.

“I no longer want to keep you in this cage. All I want to do now is make you my home. The place I'm going when I want to go home. So, marry me, Sam,” pinta Maximo seriously. He looked at Samantha with determination and determination.

Samantha's heart trembled at Maximo's words. His feelings rumbled, but his logic tried to shake him off. The woman smiled slightly seeing Maximo's effort. “Jeez, your jokes aren't funny Max. You said you never thought about family and marriage. So, there's no need to play around with something like this with me. Never mind, do not need you to continue, this is not funny at all,” Samantha timpal while turning her face. Not only that, he also turned his wheelchair to leave Maximo. His heart was pounding and bloated like it was about to rupture. He wasn't sure if Maximo really said that. He thought the mafia lord was just ticking him off.

“I'm serious, Sam,” said the man firmly, making Samantha stop the pace of her wheelchair towards the balcony. His heart will be out of place.

“Maybe my life has looked like a joke all along. Playing with your own life and that of others. But you should know Sam, I never thought of my life as a joke. What I'm doing now is the most serious thing in my life. I've found my way and that direction is toward you, Sam. So, can we make our first dream come true by being the master and mistress of Maximo?” again Maximo asked. He approached Samantha with a ring and a dress that he had bought and fell back to his knees before Samantha.

“I want to see you wearing this dress in front of the priest and the people closest to us. I will also pin this ring on your finger and tie a promise of living as we live before the universe.” Maximo was really begging and hoping for Samantha.

Samantha saw Maximo's earnestness with her words. He stared at the two objects in Maximo's hand. His heart was broken, this man was not joking, but very serious. He still did not expect that this man would actually marry her. Will she be Maximo's mistress?

“I might be able to give you a chance to pin the ring on my finger, but I'm not sure if I can wear that dress properly. The dress was only suitable to be worn using high heels, while my legs,” Samantha's chest felt tight, between sad and haru mixed in her chest. Though he had imagined how beautiful the atmosphere of the wedding was in his mind.

“Sstt... Sam,” Maximo clasped Samantha's hand and cupped one side of her face with her big hand. He rubbed the woman's cheek gently. “I could have married you naked without a dress, though. What's the problem Sam? I'm going to marry all the things that even seem impossible to you. Without any hesitation and without any conditions. I hope, you also have no doubts about me,” said Maximo with full earnestness. His round eyes looked full of confidence. Yes, he was very sure that Samantha was his port of life.

Samantha gave a full smile, she kissed Maximo's hand gently. “Then marry me and take me to the altar. We make everyone envious of the promise of a lifetime as we are,” asserted Samantha without hesitation.”

Maximo was speechless. He hugged Samantha tightly, very tightly as if he did not want to let go. It kisses also Samantha's forehead, cheeks and lips, then it's***** inside. In the end, they agreed that life was about filling each other up without hesitation.

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