You Are My Sunshine
The Part 266
In the garage of the big house Aryasatya that night looked a little rowdy, seen Ratih who only wears a warm cardigan coated home shirt hastily climbed one of his luxury cars followed by Haris.
Wira had just reported about Dara's funeral to her parents, Ratih who had just climbed into the contest was about to close her eyes, so she, immediately rise up snatching the folded cardigan on the nightstand and scatter out while calling Haris who was in the workspace.
While in the hospital, Dara who still wants to hold her tiny baby looks unwilling when the Pediatrician is also a nurse bring her baby back to the NICU room. The look on her face was lethargic, especially when she had not been able to breastfeed directly.
Most premature babies do not have maximum suction power because they are born less months, in contrast to the condition of babies born quite months. The doctor uses a way to squeeze breast milk with a special tool that is then accommodated in a sterile container to be given to his baby so that his nutrition remains fulfilled.
WIra gently squeezed Dara's shoulder, then sat on the edge of the bed pulling Dara to lean against her chest. “Do not think too much, you have heard the explanation Raisa also Pediatrician earlier?” The hero pushed his hand gently stroked from the shoulder to the extent of Dara's elbow constantly and repeatedly.
“Hopefully I can quickly breastfeed our baby directly, and also I want to hold it longer,” sigh Dara who then took a deep breath.
“To now preach, dear. We BERTO’a and try to make your condition also our baby is getting better so that we can immediately embrace it as much,” entertain Wira while tucking Dara's forehead at a glance.
“Oh yes, we have not given our daughter a name yet. I actually have prepared some names before,” said Dara looked up at her husband, sounding a tone full of enthusiasm from his words.
“True too. Akhh... because too many things happened suddenly made me forget something as important as this.” The hero wiped his face.
“Sorry, make Mas worried,” said Dara sad then lowered his head in.
“Heyy.. It is important that you all be safe. That's all I want.” Wira rubs gently the top of Dara's head full of affection. “I also have some names that I wrote on my work agenda, later I bring the notes and we choose together to determine the right name. How?” his proposal while reviewing a smile.
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Haris and Wira were already in the Vira's private room in the hospital, sitting opposite each other accompanied by two cups of steaming jasmine tea. While Ratih is in the Dara treatment room, he is giving advice about everything related to the baby as well as what should be considered by women who have just given birth.
“Wira, I have found someone who is a suspect for the incident of the fall of Dara in the hospital," Haris said slowly.
The hero who was about to sip his tea immediately stopped his movement, put the cup back and focused his attention on the father.
“Who? who's theone? How dare he harm my wife and children!” The hero looked unusually furious with his jaw tightening as well as the glittering sharp eyes.
“From CCTV footage, thirty minutes before the incident there was only a cleaning service officer in and out of there. Ten minutes later a woman came to the toilet and the next five minutes Dara came in. A few moments later the woman who had entered came out in a hurry with suspicious movements. After fifteen minutes passed came two cleaning service people who entered there, then the other one immediately rushed out while shouting. So only the woman who entered before Dara was suspected of being her strongest suspect. And you know who that woman is?”
“Who?” wira clenched her hands until her books turned white earlier while listening to Haris explanation.
There was a heavy gasp of breath from Haris before saying his sentence.
“Miss Michelia.”