
Finding his wife and son safe Dylan was unceasingly grateful. The first thing he did at the time was to kiss Milley on the forehead and continue to thank her for fighting for Baby J's birth safely.
"Thank you for the fight you've done for our little family, honey."
Dylan even shed his tears of joy.
"Together, dear," said Milley weakly.
His condition is not too recovered, especially now he is waiting for Baby J to do IMD (Initiation Breastfeeding Early). This is intended to make the relationship between mother and child more tightly and perfectly intertwined.
However, it turns out that it makes Dylan even more admiring a woman, whom he has made a sacrifice while giving birth to his baby.
"I really love you, Milley. I love you so much and so does our son."
Milley was powerless when she saw her husband in tears. Somehow his heart felt touched by the actions done by Dylan.
The thing Milley was most grateful for was the miracle of God for her. Nothing else can make her happy except to give birth to Baby J safely.
"Thank you, Lord, because of you I have found untold happiness."
Even in the midst of when she was set to give birth by caesarean, when God gave her a chance. Milley still wants a normal delivery.
"Thank you, honey. Thank you to those who fought."
As soon as Milley hugged her future husband there was at least a sense of comfort when Dylan was by her side. Dylan was both a strength and a spirit for him to live life. Even Dylan had always kept Milley in shape the entire time without the slightest care.
It's just that at this time, Dylan was busy, so that today's events again took his time and mind. So that today's incident made him continue to blame himself.
"After this I have to increase the security at home. I don't want to see Milley and Baby J hurt a second time" Dylan murmured inwardly.
The thing that Dylan felt right now was what kind of home people were like after their departure to the Hospital. The misunderstanding with her mother is not over.
"Mom never wanted me to be happy. You should have told me her honesty. Just for not liking Milley's whereabouts to the point of making her almost get hurt."
"Do I have to move Milley from home for her safety?"
Plus information from Andreas that says if Rebecca had just arrived at Mr. Chryst's residence and was the only cause of Milley to the Hospital today.
Unbeknownst to Milley, Dylan told people to look at the condition of his house. The houseman told me there was a small commotion. However, everything was handled by Michael.
"Luckily then," said Dylan happily.
At least there is someone who can handle the situation at home. So that now he can focus on his small family.
Meanwhile, Michael who saw it immediately called an ambulance and also the police.
"Give her the best treatment!" michael's word to the medics who helped Nanni.
Just a moment ago, Michael and Viola managed to save Nanni. Although the wound was very severe, hoping if it could be saved because he was the key witness of the day's events.
"At least if he can survive, we'll be easier to bend him."
"Hopefully, we can help Dylan and Milley."
Seeing that Nanni had been helped, when Michael was caught off guard Rebecca fled through the back door.
"Hopefully he can't see me here" Rebecca muttered.
Luckily, Mr. Chryst's residence has not changed at all. So easily, Rebecca had managed to escape through the back door.
"It was fortunate that the Old Bangka had not changed at all. Still reckless."
When Rebecca was about to escape, it turned out that there was a car traveling at a very high speed until it hit Rebecca's body until it bounced.
Ckitt ... Brums ....
...Hospitals...
Although Dylan looks affectionate on Baby J. It was still visible if there was something he was hiding. Milley who saw that immediately asked her husband, "Mas, is there something you're thinking about?"
Not yet Dylan replied, the nurse had come first with Baby J in her carrier.
"Mama's son is handsome?"
Milley receives Baby J in her arms. A moment later, Dylan approached him.
"Yes, Papa's son is already fragrant," praised Dylan for taking over Baby J.
"Aren't you worried about me holding Baby J?" dylan asked curiously because Milley didn't mind.
Milley nodded slowly. "Why be afraid, aren't you the father. A good father will not hurt his flesh and blood. So does a mother."
Milley was right. It was a jolt to Dylan's mother who never approved of Dylan's happiness with Milley. In fact, he often left it and preferred to leave himself to his grandfather for busy reasons.
"really. What you said is true, dear."
"You've been practicing for a long time, so I really believe in you."
"Thank you, queen of my heart, I hope we can both forever keep our love and raise our two children."
"Aamiin's."
Milley was already unafraid when Dylan was holding Baby J, because long before Baby J was born, he had already taken a standby father class.
Baby J's eyelashes are very similar to Milley's, but her nose and lips are very similar to hers.
"It looks like our son tends more to me, huh?" dylan said confidently.
"Hm, yeah, can't do that. I'm more dominant!" milley said he didn't want to lose.
It turns out that being a new parent is not as easy as the shadow because when our children lean more towards one partner, sometimes there is a sense of jealousy that can haunt both. Although it was just a joke, but sometimes a mother who had just given birth was more sensitive.
The actual words are just a joke, it could have been put to heart and could have exposed Milley to the baby blues. Maybe the mother hated her son because of it.
"But whatever Baby J inherits, everything is a gift. So inevitably everything must be lived more sincerely."
"Yes, Mas. Thank you very much, dear."
When Dylan kissed Milley, Baby J cried. Milley just smiled seeing that.
"You're hungry, huh?"
"Yes, I'm hungry" said Dylan, mimicking a child's voice.
"Drink breast milk first, son."
"You ....!"
"Hust, diem. Now you have to share, you can't be selfish."
"Huaa ... Bad mama," cried Dylan as if offended.
Milley chuckled to see her husband sulking. Even so he was happy because what he dreamed of was slowly realized.
"Hopefully after this, happiness is always with us. Aamiin's."
"Aamiin, love you, my dear ...."
"Love you too ...."