The Married With My Ex
CHAPTER 93 (R.D.T.M)
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DEANDRA
Being in a room that was quite spacious, and I was still lying and Christian who I felt was asleep. Until it felt a movement from Christian who had been awakened, did not realize I was aware and noticed what he was looking at. Until I said I wanted water to drink, she realized I had woken up from a coma. The surprised Christian arrived - hugging, and kissing myself. Panting with Christian who did not let go of his embrace, I pushed his body slowly because still limp all I want now is drinking water. Aware of my request Christian immediately fetch drinking water on the nightstand. The freshness I felt after my dry esophagus was entered by the water.
A sentence from me asking where my son was keeping Christian quiet until I repeated it again and Christian did not answer it, and instead of switching my conversation with him he'll call the doctor right away all I need now is my son. What about the situation, I'm sure my son is safe and well. Until a doctor came along and another nurse entered the room examining me. A question I asked back to the doctor who examined me, and the answer before they came out of the room made me freeze. As hard as I felt after knowing my son's condition. Tears that I could not bear to just flow, turned my back on Christian who was standing still looking at me with his shoulder face.
Until a move on the empty side of my bed was felt, and the hugging on my body and the apology from Christian made my cry even more so - so. How long did I cry until I fell asleep again. In the morning I woke up to see my son, and here I was in front of the incubator where my son was inside. Swabbing the glass of the incubator I hope my son feels my rubbing on him.
"I want to carry him" I said to Christian, who lives behind the wheelchair I'm wearing, without taking my eyes off my son.
"I'll call the nurse first to help us." Christian said before going out of the baby room.
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The happiness I felt after being able to hold my little baby. Moreover, I gave birth to a baby boy - a handsome man makes me very happy. The little paras I can not deny that his face is very similar to Christian. Only her small thin lips got it from me. I smiled as he moved wriggling let alone his mouth as if looking for his food.
"Because Madam's condition has begun to improve, Madam has been allowed to provide exclusive breast MILK to help the defense and growth of the baby quickly recover." The words of a nun named Moana are seen from her name tag.
"Let me help Madam. I'll be back if you're done breastfeeding." Moana's words helped to position my son properly to breastfeed, and after that he left the room leaving the atmosphere of the room back in silence. Although it is not just me and my baby, Christian faithfully accompanies me beside me.
Seeing my baby breastfeeding like this makes me really a mother. His little hand held my index finger tightly. Seeing him open his eyes slowly, made me jerk until without me noticing my tears coming down again when he showed his eyes. The clear blue eyes of the sea were as true as his father.
"Wow!! His eyes were like mine sweety, "Christian was stunned as his hand continued to gently stroke my baby's head.
"Hemm," I muttered, stroking his very soft little hand.
"What's his name?" I asked Christian.
"I haven't given it the name Sweety. I'm handing our baby's name over to you." Christian looked at me with a charming smile, gently rubbing my tears. Made us look at each other for a moment before I decided to look back at my son.
