
Naya and Rani get out of the car. Then they both walked towards the race area. There are a lot of kids in the biker gang that are gathered there.
"Nay, it's a lot. We just wait here, yes," said Rani but Naya was getting curious and wanted to get closer.
"I want to see Arsen start racing yet? I don't want Arsen why Ran."
"Yes, I know but your belly is big gini. Don't you." Rani holds Naya's hand which will walk over.
"Kelly, Naya. Why are you here?" ask Virza. He approaches Rani and Naya.
"Arsen where's Kak?" ask Naya.
"Arsen, in... He started racing."
Naya takes off Rani's hand. He was so worried about Arsen that he forgot about his own condition. He can now see Arsen who is driving his bike fast and several times got a kick from Bara.
"Arsen!" Naya is getting worried about Arsen. Suddenly someone pulled Naya's hand to the middle of the circuit.
"Please Naya!" Virza tried to take off Bara's men's hands but they just gang up on Virza. "Rani, you pull over!"
"But Naya!" Rani tries to help but she is pushed away. "Lord!"
"Mrs Naya!" Gery came with Rangga's men but Naya was already in the middle of the circuit as Arsen and the others were close to the finish line.
"Lord!" Instantly Arsen stopped his motorbike and slammed the steering wheel until he fell from his motorbike. He doesn't care about his feet hurting from the bike. He immediately stood up and walked over to Naya who was sitting while covering her ears in the middle of the circuit.
"Shy are you here?" Arsen protects Naya's head as Bara and Roni pass near the two of them.
"I'm afraid you're okay. Roni said you were harmed by Bara."
Arsen clenched his hands. "Gery, why don't you go get Naya!" arsen snapped at Gery who was now standing near Arsen.
"Sorry sir, I arrived at the mall but Mrs Naya got into the grab car so I followed her here and we were attacked."
Arsen increasingly clenched Naya's body that shook with fear.
"Roy, hold them. Don't let them escape!" rangga's orders. He also held Roni who was about to escape.
Wanting Arsen to beat them one by one but Naya clasped her arms tightly. "Sorry, I'm here. I shouldn't have come here. I'm just worried about you."
Arsen let out a rough breath. "Yes, let's go home." Arsen helps Naya stand up but Naya holds her stomach which is growing heartburn. "Nay, why?"
"My stomach is heartburn, Ar."
"Yes, Sir." Gery immediately runs to his car and opens the door for Arsen and Naya.
After they all got in, the car headed straight for the hospital.
"Darling, still sick?" Arsen rubbed Naya's stomach which felt tight.
Naya nodded her head. "Yes, it's heartburn." Naya clutched Arsen's arm even more firmly. The heartburn is becoming.
"Ger, hurry!" Arsen was increasingly concerned about Naya's condition. She had been warned that Naya would not give birth normally.
"Ar, sick." Naya clutched Arsen's arm as she felt a push from within accompanied by the sound of a small eruption. Immediately the water seeped between his legs.
"Good shit, Nay." Arsen increasingly clutched Naya's body. "Hold a minute, we'll get to the hospital."
"Okay, Ar. I feel like I'm going out."
Arsen clasped Naya's hand. She doesn't want anything bad to happen to Naya and her baby.
Moments later, the car stopped in front of the hospital. Arsen immediately brought Naya into the IGD.
"Dok, it looks like my wife is going to give birth but my wife is advised for a cesarean section."
"Well, I'll call Doctor Sinta. Just take her to the delivery room."
Naya continued to clasp Arsen's hand as her body was pushed over the gurney.
"Fel." Naya's breathing is no longer stretched because she already wants to push automatically.
"Yes, honey. I'm right here."
They are now entering into the space. Doctor Sinta immediately checked Naya's opening. "Spontaneous copying. The opening is complete and the tiles are also visible. We can't have surgery because the baby's already in the birth canal."
"But what about my wife's eye condition, Doc?" Arsen was getting worried. He was very afraid that a normal birth would be at risk to Naya.
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