HIDDEN WIFE
Don't Panic!

Mama Diana had not been able to say a word since five minutes ago. His sense of well-being seemed to have not been able to accept something he had just obtained accidentally. His eyes suddenly water, which he then caresses with a sheet of tissue. The middle-aged woman did not even believe the fact that the woman in her lap was the wife of her son.

How could Dirga marry again secretly? While all this time he kept trying to keep his son away from Alika by asking her to remarry, but Dirga always refused for an irrefutable reason.

"Your wife? But how can you get married again without telling mom?"

Not wanting to lose his concentration, Dirga chose silence. The most important thing now is the safety of Lula and her baby.

"The story is long, Mah. I promise I'll tell you later." Dirga's words succeeded in silencing Mama Diana.

He could only look at the face and body of the woman who was still groaning in pain. He rubbed his head slowly. That pale face left Mama Diana shackled with worry.

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Upon arriving at the hospital, Lula immediately received treatment from medics. Looks like some of the female nurses handled and made some efforts to keep Lula awake. While Dirga did not move one bit from his side. Mom Diana was waiting in front of the room.

Groans for the sake of moans were heard as the pain grew more and more radiant. Lula gripped her husband's arm to relieve the pain. His eyes were wrinkled, as well as his eyebrows and eyebrows.

Dirga also felt a great fear. Never before has he been this sweet. Seeing Lula struggling between life and death made his heart seem to stop beating right then and there.

"Mas, I'm not strong anymore" said Lula who was now lying in the delivery room. The infusion needle was stuck in his left wrist.

Several female nurses also appeared to be accompanying. They are still waiting for the presence of an obstetrician who is still handling patients in another room.

"I'm sorry, honey." Only that sentence was whispered several times Dirga into Lula's ear. Occasionally wipe the sweat that soaks his wife's face and neck.

Dirga threw the rest of the tissue into the trash, then clasped his wife's hand tightly while immersing the kiss in the forehead.

"You have to be strong, you can be. I'm sorry."

Lula dropped a speck of tears, although she was in a state of pain, but the form of caring for her husband made her feelings warm. A strong sense of love flows through touch and Dirga and Lula's body language can see that.

"Don't leave me, Mas" lirih Lula made Dirga embrace her.

"No will! I will stay here to accompany you. Here, I rub his back, yeah."

Dirga rubbed his wife's back. Either will help or not, but the nurse had suggested earlier.

Shortly after, the doctor arrived. Undeniably the presence of doctors makes Dirga a little relieved. He looked at her expectantly.

"Allan, quickly help my wife! He's in pain!" pinta Dirga with a hearty look.

"Please calm down, don't panic!" said the doctor relaxed while reading a paper containing the results of Lula's examination.

"How many openings, Sus?" ask the doctor to the nurse.

"Oh ..." He glanced at the clockwork on his wrist. "Means we still have to wait a few more hours."

Dirga's jaw is wide open. His forehead shriveled, his black bead moved following where the doctor was heading. Pissed off? Sure was!

In a precarious state like now, the doctor still looked quite relaxed. There was not even a hint of worry on his face. Moreover, he heartlessly asked Dirga to wait for a few hours.

"What else to look forward to, Allan?" pekik Dirga impatient.

"Wait until the opening is complete."

"Why is that?"

"If the opening is not complete your child can not get out. So calm down a little, don't panic!"

"How could I not panic to see Lula in this state of pain? Hurry, Allan! Do something so the baby can get out! At least give him medicine or anything to reduce his pain."

Doctor Allan took a deep breath. Then put the paper back in his hand into a map. Such a situation is common, where the husband of a maternity patient needs more help than the patient himself. Sometimes the worry of the wife eliminates the logic and common sense of the husband.

Very inconvenient! So filled the doctor's mind.

"Copying is like this, Dirga. Lula will be fine. All women who go through labor must feel pain. So you take it easy, it's normal."

"How can you ask me to stay calm in a situation like this?"

Doctor Allan shook his head slowly. Glanced at the Lula who seemed to be enduring the pain.

"It is you who are impregnating yourself."

That casual answer made Dirga rub the back of her neck. Wanted to curse, but his tongue was not brave enough to speak. However, he needed the help of a doctor and his cousin.

"But he's bleeding, Lan?" said resignedly.

"You are calm! Leave everything to the team doctor. We'll do our best for your wife and son."

Instead of being calm, Dirga was getting more agitated. He grabbed the hair to the roots as if it would be plucked from the scalp.

"Mas, I'm thirsty!" lirih Lula woke Dirga from her panic.

"Yes, Honey! I'll get it."

With trembling hands, Dirga grabbed a bottle of mineral water available on a table. Unscrew the lid in a hurry and gulp until there is nothing left.

Doctor Allan almost laughed at his brother's behavior. But of course he would not dare, given how panicked the man was. Doctor Allan can only clench his lips to hold back laughter. Dirga's panicked expression tickled her stomach.

"Are you drinking?" asked Doctor Allan while covering the grin on his lips with a finger.

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