The Second Wife of the Mafia

Chapter 65's

After twenty-four hours of unconsciousness, at nine p.m., Amara began to open her eyes.

The first person he saw was Sean, but Amara was not aware that her stomach had deflated.

"Finally you're aware too, my dear." Sean hugged his wife.

"It hurts so much" complained Amara in a soft voice.

"Say, which part of it hurts, baby?" Sean asked worried.

Amara rubbed her stomach, the more she began to feel something strange there.

"Flat....?" Amara's mind began to panic. He also turned to the stomach, clearly visible content is lost.

The body is still weak, suddenly fresh where when he found his son who was still in the womb has been lost.

"My son, where's my son?" The screams of Amara were completely shocked and panicked. He doesn't even care about the scars of his surgery.

"Honey, relax.... calm down....!!" Sean tried to calm his wife.

"Where's my son? My son.....?" Amara started crying hysterically.

"Our son is in another room....!" Sean said in a high tone so his wife could hear.

At that moment Amara fell silent and looked at her husband.

"Where's my son?" Ask once more.

Sean rubbed his wife's head and replied. "There's, in a different room."

"Why was he born? Isn't it two months away? Don't lie to me, quickly tell me where my son is?" Amara clasped her husband's hands together, begging the man to show him where his son was.

"You're still weak, tomorrow morning, see it." Sean seduce.

"No, I don't want to. I want to see my son, you all must be lying!"

In order to calm his wife's heart, Sean must take Amara to his son's room. Of course, with the help of some doctors.

In the same room, only Sean and Amara's children were in the care of two doctors and two nurses.

A drop of tears fell back down her cheeks, Amara could only wipe the incubator glass without being able to hug her child.

"Why does he look so much like you, huh?" Amara pinched her husband's arm. The little pinch of course hurt a lot but Sean tried to hold it in.

"You've just come to your senses and you're still weak, but why is your pinch hurting so much?" Said Sean.

Amara did not respond.

"Can I hold him?" Ask Amara to her husband.

"Sorry dear, but our child can't be carried until his weight and breathing are normal." Sean replied instantly breaking Amara's heart.

back in tears, Amara never thought if the child had to be helped by a tool so that he could survive.

"Hold son, mommy promised you that if you got out of this place, mommy would shave off her daddy and his other brother's hair." The real Amara was comforting herself.

Sean sighed softly, since yesterday made everyone worried and after realizing it was irritating.

Only ten minutes there, Amara returned to her room because she had to rest a lot. Still the same, Amara can only sleep on her side because the front behind her body is all surgery.

"I want to go home quickly, I hate the hospital atmosphere." Amara.

"You're complaining too much, being grateful that you're alive. Otherwise, I've been killing since that day." Sahut Remon who returned annoyed when he saw Amara was conscious.

"Honey...he's evil...!" Adu Amara to her husband.

"Shut your mouth!" Sean cried to Remon.