
The girl really enjoyed her pregnancy which was already entering the age of eight months. Pregnancy that was initially very unexpected, is now a solace of himself at a time when the feeling of longing for the figure of his master is so swollen in the chest.
"How are you doing now?." His inner.
The rosary really helps a lot, sometimes the young woman is so very indulgent with what she can do for herself and the baby in her stomach.
Girls are really very grateful.
The hot weather in Spain did not discourage him from learning to cover his body with Muslim clothes. Meksi should be bathed in sweat in every activity. But she really enjoyed the process of becoming a better woman. Moreover, she will be a mother and a single parent of her child.
"Let me do the cooking, Madam Girl. Mr. Alesandro doesn't allow Mrs Girl to work too tired." Rosario took over the work of the girl who was in the kitchen and held a knife.
"My real work is done." The girl refused to give up her job. Because when he was working especially when cooking he could eliminate his longing and guilt for Mr. Theodor and his baby.
"Please let me continue this work." The girl immediately turned her face as the tears trickled past her two cheeks. For some reason this heart of his thoughts about Lord Theodor never wanted to leave.
From last night he had a dream, about his master until this morning woke up, even the dream felt real and strange until now it was broad daylight he still imagined his master's face.
"Is Madam the Girl crying?." Rosario stared at the girl's trembling back, holding back as hard as her tears could.
"Did I make a mistake, Madame Girl?. Please forgive me."
The girl immediately turned around, staring at the face of Rosario who felt guilty towards her.
"No, Rosario. Sorry I was just being sensitive. I don't know why, today my tears came out so quickly?." The girl hid everything in her heart.
"Did Madam Girl miss Mr Theodor?."
"Ah no, not Rosario, I'm not missing anyone." The girl quickly denied it. But his tears spilled all in the presence of the Rosary. He could not hide the longing any longer, so he confessed it to the Rosary.
"Sorry, Rosario. I've been lying to you. One day, I miss him a lot. I don't know why I miss him so much?. It is very different from yesterday, where I can control my heart and my emotions. But today it all just spilled out." The girl admitted it with tears that kept coming out of the girl's eyes.
"Maybe it's baby-congenital, Madam Girl?."
The girl immediately shook her head. "Maybe, but I don't know either. Maybe I really miss him."
"Awhile...." The girl nodded while wiping her tears which continued to plunge freely about her robe.
Rosario saw his phone that read. And it was from Alesandro who made the call.
"Yes, sir Alesandro.
"Keep away from television for two days!."
"Why?."
"Take it as I say, it's not the time to ask anything. I'm at the airport, maybe tomorrow afternoon get there."
"Good sir."
Rosario ran into the kitchen, but it was too late.
Rosario silently stared, finding the girl sitting while holding her chest and occasionally her stomach.
The big screen in front of the Girl is on, The girl is watching the news of Mr. Theodor's marriage to Violetta.
"Is this the meaning of my longing for you, sir?. It hurts a lot, but I try to let it go. Finally, you married Miss Violetta."
"Darren!." Said the girl as one of the cameras highlighted her handsome face.
"May you be happy. I'm happy for all of you."
The girl held onto her stomach which was painful, she tried to regulate her breathing bear times. But the pain in his stomach could not be contained.
"Mrs Girl!." The Rosary approached the Girl and held the hands of the Girl who felt very cold.
"My stomach hurts so much!." Girl whimpering in pain.
"We're going to the doctor now!."
"Yes, please take me to the doctor, Rosario. Please save my baby."
"Hold on, Madam Girl." Rosario was assisted by two men who stood guard in the house to bring the girl into the car.
"My stomach hurts so much!." Lirih.
"Yes, Lady Girl. Lady girl must endure. We'll be there soon, Madam Girl." The girl nodded with a face that was already covered in sweat.
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"Oek.uk....uk..."
After nearly four hours of struggle between life and death. The sound of the baby's crying broke out filled the delivery room. The baby, who was supposed to be out next month, was born sooner than expected.
"Congratulations Madam Girl, your daughter. She's so pretty and funny." Speak to the doctor who helps the girl carry out a normal delivery.
"Thank you very much, doctor."
"Madamma girl is a tough fighter, your baby will be proud to have a mother like Madam Girl." Compliment doctor.
"All mothers will definitely do the same to keep the baby."
"Once again, congratulations Lady Girl."
The doctor was about to leave the room after confirming the girl's condition was good.
"Doctor!."
"Yes, Lady Girl. What's up?. You need anything?." Ask the Doctor after turning around and coming back to the girl.
"May I ask a favor, doctor?."
"Tell me, Madam Girl!."
"Is there a Muslim here?."
The doctor linked his eyebrows together, feeling astonished by the girl's question.
"Is there someone in this big hospital who is Muslim?."
"Some, Madam Girl. What is he doing for you?."
"Please tell him to prosecute my daughter. He'll understand, doctor."
"Oh so, good Madam Girl. I hope he hasn't come home yet.
"Thank you very much, doctor."
"Yes Lady Girl. You're welcome."
Not long after, two doctors came into his room. The girl was feeling an overwhelming drowsiness by closing her eyes.
Then the Muslim doctor did according to what the girl asked after the baby girl was in the room with them.
"Thank you very much, doctor." Said the girl when the baby was asleep next to her.
"Sama-sama Madam Girl. May your daughter be a godly and devoted daughter to you and boast of you."
Without feeling her tears dripping again after a long time ago stopped because of giving birth.
"Aamiinu. Thank you so much doctor." Reply to the girl while clenching her hands together on her chest.
"Together." The two doctors resigned from the girl's room. Let her rest after giving birth.
The girl looked at the beautiful princess who was sleeping beside her. Gently stroking the angry cheeks.
"You're so beautiful, hopefully you'll be a good woman, a good one, not like Mama." Her tears came back.