
After the spring activity this afternoon, made Dylan fall asleep soundly. Meanwhile, Milley felt a cramp in his stomach. Understandably, at that time he was still coming the moon so things like this were common.
"Hm, why does it hurt ...."
Milley put her foot in the bathroom. He felt uncomfortable, therefore he chose to go to the bathroom and vent everything there.
Milley stared at the look on her face in the bathroom. Trying to see what looks there, permeating the taste that once existed.
A moment of gentle treatment from Michael flashed across Milley's head. It felt like he missed Michael's very attentive presence.
"Yes, geez. What's wrong with me right now?" said slowly.
He held her stomach, tearing her slowly. Trying to follow Michael's lead a few months ago.
"If you're alone and still feeling pain, try doing this kind of movement" Michael said with a smile.
While still together, Michael had twice found Milley in this state. At that time, Michael who compresses Milley's stomach, then make him warm soup as a pain reliever when he was coming months.
The pain came at the same time this time. "Why is it painful inside here, does he still feel that pain?"
Milley felt her rumbling chest, it hurt so much in there. No tears rolled down Milley's cheeks.
Memories with Michael can't just be erased. Somehow Milley couldn't erase all the sweet memories of being with him.
Meanwhile, Dylan, who was in the room, opened his eyes, trying to find his wife. He fumbled to the side, but there was no Milley there.
"Where, he?" muttered Milley.
It turned out that beside him there was absolutely no sight of his wife. Of course Dylan immediately got up from his bed. He looked towards the closed bathroom.
"Maybe he's in the bathroom" he murmured.
However, after a long time in fact he did not come out so that Dylan followed him into the.
"Milley ..are you inside?"
At the moment he is still holding on to the bathub, it feels really painful. So he tried to get to the door.
Chequek.
Milley opened the door, looking as though she was so pale that she worried.
"Why you?" ask Dylan worried.
Looking at the extremely pale Milley, Dylan immediately lifted his body and carried him into the room.
"Which one is sick?" ask Dylan.
Milley pointed at his stomach. Then Dylan called his personal doctor immediately. After a while, the doctor arrived at their room. He checked Milley's condition.
Dylan was still standing at the side of the bed trying to observe how and what it really was.
"How's doctor?"
"Your wife has anemia and fatigue, after taking ob*t and some vitamins hopefully her condition will recover soon."
The doctor did not tell the truth at Milley's request. He did not want Dylan to feel anxious at this moment. It's better this way than to make him act weird.
"Don't forget to eat the fish soup, honey. It's still warm."
"Do you know if soup can relieve cramps?" milley asked curiously.
"Hm, that's because the doctor told you earlier, is there something wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong, just that it makes me remind me of someone?"
"Who?"