The Trait of Love The Player
Off the Schedule

Yasmine walked stuttered, very hearted and slowly. The age of her womb, which has entered the third trimester, makes her more difficult to move.

The baby is also more active moving in there. Yasmine is currently walking casually down the palace grounds. She had to keep going every morning, in order for Yasmine's normal birth process to go smoothly.

The young mother-to-be occasionally stops her steps, when feeling tired and sore at the waist and legs. While Elvier, the man who had been Yasmine's bodyguard, just followed the Princess's slow steps without protest.

Although Elvier really wants to protest. The Prince never allowed Yasmine to roam outside the palace. Not because of wanting to curb the Princess, but the excessive fear that exists in Elvier. The Prince was afraid that Yasmine would arrive to give birth in the garden or palace courtyard.

"Aaakkhh" ringist Yasmine.

The woman held onto her lower abdomen which felt tight. Even Yasmine's body was almost thrown into the glass tile, if only Elvier would not be able to catch it.

"Mine!"

Elvier looked worried when he saw his wife's pale face. Even cold sweat had started to come out from the forehead as well as the neck of the Princess.

"PURE PREPARE THE CAR!"

Elvier's loud shout made Murad and several other bodyguards approach. Without asking again Murad immediately turned around, and prepared what the Prince needed.

While one of the guards who was still there, was seen running towards the palace. It seemed like he wanted to inform Ommar of this incident.

"Pull your breath slowly. It's okay, there I am here - you don't worry. Remember you're a strong woman, close your eyes, take a slow breath, then breathe out slowly. Do it every time the pain comes!" Elvier continued to calm Yasmine down, as the woman gripped her arm even more.

"My waist hurts, my thighs are cramping, my stomach is heartbroken, I want El!"

Yasmine's words made Elvier even more foggy. She wishes Yasmine had calmed down, but it was Elvier himself who was starting to panic. What's more when Yasmine again bit her shoulder, when the woman who was feeling an impromptu contraction again felt an extraordinary thing.

Elvier immediately placed Yasmine at ease. Even on purpose she lowered the car seat so that Yasmine could lie down. The intense heat hurt in her waist area, making Yasmine continue to move uncomfortably. Actually, he had felt this way since dawn, but it wasn't this bad. Yasmine was still able to endure it, and was walking small this morning - accompanied by Elvier.

Yasmine thought this was just an ordinary lumbago, she did not think that she would carry out the birth process - even though her HPL was still one week ahead. Tiur the Mami has not yet arrived in Dubai. The plan today is Tiur up, the prospective grandmother is eager to accompany Yasmine to give birth - hopefully on time.

The pace of the black Tesla driven by Elvier is accelerating, splitting the streets of Dubai. The streets are starting to be crowded and crowded, does not make the prospective Daddy difficult. Elvier overtakes another car with ease. There were even some riders who scolded him for the madness of the Prince.

And this time Yasmine did not protest him, the woman instead wanted to quickly reach the hospital. The heartburn in her stomach grew, wanting Yasmine to push right now - but she was worried that the baby was getting out in the car and causing Elvier to panic.

"El my stomach is getting heartburn, I want eek!" his screeches.

Yasmine gripped whatever she could reach. The Princess bit her lips tight, holding on so she wouldn't push at the moment.

"Hold okay, five more minutes we're up,"

Elvier reached out his hand to caress his wife's distended stomach. The Prince's face looked so worried, yet Elvier had to remain calm and concentrated.

As for Yasmine, the five-minute time that Elvier said-to be 5 hours for him, was long and very slow.

"ELLANIM!"

I ALSO PANICKED SEEING YOUR SMILE