AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Fourth Heir
That afternoon he walked down the special sidewalk of people with disabilities with steady steps.
Her full and sensual lips revealed her smile. Happy because he just got his hard-earned payday working at a flower shop.
She's the blind girl. He did not know in detail what was happening around him. The goal is only one. Soon arrive at grandma's house and give the first salary to her grandmother.
But he stopped for a moment when he heard the footsteps coming from behind. Because of its shortcomings, it turns out to have advantages in the sense of hearing.
Self-taught, he can distinguish how the sound of the voice of the foot of the blind person seems to be by the way of normal human walking.
Am I following? Inner asked.
When he stopped walking, the footsteps stopped. And as he continued in his footsteps, the clattering of legs was heard again.
Oh my God, who is it? May not be a bad person, he hoped.
Returning to continue the steps with slightly trembling hands. The stick he was holding had even fallen. His mind was not calm, his heart was pounding. Plus there was an unpleasant feeling that disturbed the recesses of his heart.
His lips twitched a prayer. Unfortunately, he did not hear any other noise that was nearby except the footsteps.
Suddenly someone grabbed his bag, he was obviously shocked, but tried to defend.
"This is my bag, let go!" his yell.
"Hey blind girl! You better hand over your bag!"
"You're jambret? Please don't take my money, this is my first salary, please ..." Still clamoring with his bag.
It turned out that the one who followed the girl had an evil will. They acted as the girl crossed a deserted path from the pass. There were two people, one big, another tall and skinny.
"Hey look! She is beautiful, ck ck ck, seems to be steady," said the big-bodied one as she swallowed the saliva.
"True, too" said his friend. While paying attention to the surrounding area, be careful to be afraid of anyone passing by.
"What do you mean, huhh? Please take my money," the girl immediately removed the bag from her grasp upon hearing their words.
He thought money could be sought. Not with honor and life. Then he hurriedly tried to leave the snatcher.
"Hey, it's not that easy being beautiful," the skinny one held her hand.
"What do you want?! Off! Or I'm yelling!" snapped it.
"Please shout pretty, no one will be able to help you" said the big body.
"Tolooong, toll--."
The girl's scream was immediately blocked because the big body had smothered her with a flagship handkerchief containing drugs.
"Your fault yelled disabled girl!" said.
"Let's enjoy her body, I often see her, but only this time have a chance to approach her" said the skinny.
They took the girl into a parked car not far from the area. The girl was taken somewhere, left with only her blind stick, lying on the side of a quiet street.
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A few minutes later, a mysterious man crossed the path. Lately, it has become her routine every afternoon to return to her secret place through this direction. He will monitor the blind girl to the front of his house.
That's right, this man is Mister X. He knitted his eyebrows and looked at the watch on his right hand because the expected one never crossed.
Strange, he thought. Then along the road with a feeling of anxiety.
And he came on a lonely path. Surprised beyond measure at the sight of the girl's wand lying down.
He felt his heart heating up. The feeling of fear of loss re-emerged, his lover who was killed several years ago again crossed the mind. Makes him a really weak man.
The fresh blood ..the blood that flowed from the head of the idol of the heart to drenched as if reflected again in front of his eyes.
"Typeak."
Mister X is calm. Hit his chest repeatedly. Take the stick with trembling hands.
"Why ...?" Whimpering.
He longs to protest against the Almighty, but ..he knows that all His will is always the best. If people see it as a bad thing.
"You may hate something when it is good for you, and you may (also) like something, but it is bad for you; Allah knows, and you do not know."
Mister X knew the truth about that. He exhaled, staring at the evening sky that was starting to infinity. He surrendered.
Is this mysterious man someone religious? I don't know.
As soon as the steps rushed. Heading to a secret building, the girl's wand was tightly gripped, then inwardly she said ....
I will save you, Quitta Dusk Izora.
Apparently, Mister had known the girl's name
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"Tu-Mr Deanka?! No-Miss?!"
Agam widened, his sturdy body even took a few steps back because he did not believe the facts he saw at this time.
When Agam was about to enter his room, Deanka came out carrying Aiza with an outstanding appearance ....
Bizarrely.
And believe me, the existence of Agam is not considered by Deanka at all. Deanka's focus is only one, bringing Aiza to the hospital this second as well. If it could be in a moment it has arrived.
"Sir Agam, huuu huu please sir, I want to give birth."
Aiza who was taken running towards the elevator, was clearly aware of Agam's whereabouts. Agam. He was quick to respond, but could not hide his panic.
"What did you say?!"
He tried to pursue. The elevator doors were closed immediately. Because the working hours are over, the atmosphere of the office area starts to quiet.
Agam also panicked, is it possible that Miss Aiza could give birth? Inner worried. Aiza is tiny and still young.
"It's because of your carelessness, sir. Just be careful if anything happens to Miss Aiza!" he walked quickly to the office room.
From the appearance of Deanka and Aiza, Agam is sure if the young couple after matching the love.
Sure, thought.
That's right, right?
In the room Agam saw the internal clothes belonging to Deanka and Aiza was still scattered on the floor.
Agam massaged his head. Again, he had to look at the remnants of that truce with his own eyes. Seriously, this makes him miss the sexy beauty who had pampered his body last night.
I missed you, El.
With a quick movement Agam tidied up Aiza and Deanka's clothes while looking away. Accompanied by his laughter when he realized Aiza's dress, socks without a partner belong to Deanka, and her trousers lying just like that and forgotten by the owner.
In the midst of the confused atmosphere Agam laughed. Then ran as fast as lightning following Deanka using the emergency stairs to the VVIP parking area.
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"Sir Agam" the officer who passed by gave his greetings and respect.
In the VVIP parking lot, Agam actually saw Pak Yudha and Juan were busy chatting.
"Sir Agam? What's up?"
Mr. Yudha was astonished. With Juan.
"Geez, Mr. Yudha and Juan were chatting instead, anyway? Miss Aiza is about to give birth," Agam explained as he circulated his gaze.
"WHAT?!" Juan paled, Mr. Yudha mute.
"Pak Juaaan, Mr. Juaaan," shouted someone.
It turned out that the voice came from several security officers. They were panting and panicking.
The arrival of the security officer implies something.
"Have you seen Mr Deanka and Miss Aiza?" ask Agam.
"Yes, Sir. We're here to deliver that." Breathing, inhalation, exhale.
"Then where are they now!" shouted Juan.
When Juan panicked, Juan's face looked like an angry person. Complete the panic of the security officers.
"Lord Deanka took Miss Aiza in a taxi. We've been trying to prevent and offer an ambulance, ta-but ... The Young Master refused, and said ...."
"Are you fools! I don't have much time!"
With fear the security guard mimicked Deanka's remark. From the 88th floor, Deanka went straight to the lobby and ordered a taxi. Not to the parking lot to ask Juan for help. Agam guessed wrong.
"Let's go now!" said Agam while throwing Deanka's personal bag at Juan.
"Juan, quickly contact the Great Lord and the Great Mistress!" tell Agam shortly before he got into the car driven by Mr. Yudha.
"Ready, Mr. Dirut," said Juan.
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"Sir, hurry up dong!!" deanka shouted while hugging Aiza who was stored weakly in her lap.
Aiza's sweat was pouring out withstanding the extreme pain. His water continued to decompose even without a puff. His lips were red and swollen because he had been bitten too often contractions came attacking.
"Ba-good, Mr ...."
The taxi driver was shaking. He knows the identity of his passengers. What a dream last night, he thought. A class of sultans, his wife can only take a taxi, without bodyguards and with a strange appearance.
"Where are you going to the hospital, sir?"
"The Number One, sir! Whooo!" shouted again.
"Sir .. hmm .. enghh ... w-why go there? To the closest, dear .. a-I'm not strong, Brother ...."
Aiza tightly hugged Deanka's shoulder, gripped tightly, even stuck her nails in. It's very sick. In fact, Aiza has learned a lot about the science of pain management and how to deal with contractions.
But the fact is he is unable to practice it. Already tried to inhale, but ... in vain.
"Baby, I want the most expensive and best hospital. There's Fatimah's doctor, after all" Deanka said.
"Sir .. please .. I do not know ...."
Take the taxi at the intersection. The driver fell.
"So, which hospital are you going to, sir?"
"Sir! I have no intention of repeating my words! Whooo!!" bentak Deanka's. Not too far away, Deanka thinks so.
"Yuu ... Brother Dean is evil! Brother Dean doesn't feel the pain! It hurts, you know. Ibuuu, ayaaah, huuu .. huuuks."
Aiza banged on Deanka's chest. Deanka.
"Baby, it's better a lot less but the facilities there are super complete. Better to prevent than cure. If suddenly you have a turmoil, the facilities there are more complete. Remember Za, The Number One is the number one referral hospital in the country. Please be patient?" While looking at Aiza, while her hands were busy wiping the sweat on Aiza temple.
"Yuu ... Mommy ...." Rintih Aiza's. Then grab Deanka's hand and bite her hard.
"AAARGH," cried Deanka. Painfulness.
The driver jumped. Increase speed while praying that they arrive at their destination with a safe, peaceful life. Aamiins.
"Baby, you bit me."
"Sickness, pain, sakiiit, aaa."
Aiza's screams caused Deanka to panic.
"We're SC, baby."
"No, Brother! I want to be born normal, huuwwaa."
"You can hold it? The word ibu is getting sicker and sicker."
"Geez baby, your heart is glorious."
Deanka kissed Aiza's face. As the heartburn disappeared for a moment, Aiza also resigned.
He enjoys Deanka's love. And know, in this case, Deanka is always unbelievable. Who initially only dyed Aiza's eyelids and cheeks, now switched on the tiny and red pomegranate.
Aizapun welcome him, a touch of clingy and pagutan in this section was able to make him a little relaxed.
But, Mr. Driver is not relaxed. Want to be unaffected, but difficult. Finally, pretend not to see.
Deanka who felt he had space, immediately went crazy. His voice heats Mr. Driver's ear, obviously if it's not a kiss dear, but a kiss. Yes, Deanka does have a taste.
Wh why?
Because the activity that had occurred in the room had not been completed. And the unusual groaning from Aiza's lips, made Deanka even more eager.
Fix, he legitimately became part of the Haiden family known as .. m a n i a k.
Thankfully, the contractions struck again. The activity stops because Aiza bites Deanka's lips.
"Awhh, baby, sakiiit." Swiping her sensual lips.
"But it won't hurt as much as I do, brother! Huuu huu." Now grab Deanka's hair.
"If I could, I would also like him to replace your pain, Za."
"Sister Dean definitely won't be strong! Only strong women!" sergeant Aiza.
"As far as you are, Za. Please do whatever you want" he said.
"Huuu .. huuu ...." Now weep wailing.
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"Geez X, where are you going?"
Agam panicked, he contacted Mister X but was not connected.
That is, want to track Deanka's chip to find out where he is. He, Mr. Yudha, and Juan were already at the nearest IGD hospital. But when confirmed, Deanka and Aiza are not here.
Panic ensued for Mr. Bahir and Mrs Nara. Currently, the entourage from the main house had arrived at the hospital where Agam was located.
"Why doesn't Deanka ti-ba-carry a po-phone, anyway?" mr. Bahir said, the right hand was busy calling, the left hand was tightly grasping Nara's hand.
Nara is pregnant young, Mr. Bahir is so possessive and overprotective. Hearing that Aiza was about to give birth, she immediately held down her accomplices to go to the hospital together.
Do not forget to automate the entire media to not cover anything related to the birth of his grandson. He did not want his family's privacy to be compromised.
"Great Master, Young Master brought Miss Aiza to The Number One hospital, I just got information from Fatimah's doctor" Agam said. His face began to shine. Feeling relieved because Aiza was already in the right place.
"Aiza and Deanka have arrived at the hospital? Thank God, let's all go there," Nara asked.
"Ready." The guards standby.
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Now, the downtown street leading to The Number One hospital looks special. Other cars passing in addition to the hospital have been diverted to other lines.
The line was only intended for the entourage of Mr. Bahir and his extended family. They will welcome the birth of the heir to the fourth generation of Haiden Group Corporation.
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"Come baby, spirit, or surgery?"
Deanka was almost desperate. The opening was complete from an hour ago, but the head of his little angel had yet to descend.
Aiza bathed in sweat. The midwife changed her clothes several times.
Aiza had been struggling to push around for an hour. Deanka's hair is tangled, but still handsome. There are many scratches on Deanka's neck and arm.
The infusion is attached to Aiza's hand, coupled with the oxygen rock canul.
Aiza is accompanied by Deanka and Nara. Deanka held Aiza's right hand. Nara, Aiza's mother, is on the left.
Mr. Bahir waited in front of the room with his confidants. Agam Ben Buana, Mr. Barata, and Juan.
Mr. Bahir initially wanted to accompany, but seeing Aiza's fatigue, he was unable and almost fainted. Mr. Bahir then imagined how Nara suffered while giving birth to Aiza.
Deanka and his extended family have suggested surgery. But Aiza's determination was so unanimous. As long as the condition of the baby is still possible, he still insists on wanting to be born normally.
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"Doctor Fatimah! You can be trusted no, huh?! Quickly do something!" shouts Deanka.
Doctor Fatimah just smiled. From a long time ago, he had felt less sane after deciding to work in the Haiden family. The clashing and shouting of Deanka, he regarded as the last wind.
"Please sir, there's still an hour left. The process of birth is natural, we should not modify actions without any medical reason. Miss Aiza and the baby are in good health. Only less power," explained Dr. Fatimah.
In the room were two obstetricians including Fatimah, two midwives, and a general practitioner.
"Dok, I-I want to push again," said Aiza, softly. Her lips were broken because they were bitten so often.
"Come Miss, spirit yes, don't forget to mention his name. For He is the source of all power."
Doctor Fatimah continues to motivate, inwardly, he is thinking of doing other actions if in the next hour the baby is not born.
"Hanggh .. henggh ...." Haven't succeeded.
"Mother .. ma-pardon Aiza yes Ma .... S-when Mom gave birth to a-I, Mom must be in pain."
Aiza's tears run down the river. Even so, Nara did not say much, she could only cry and pray.
From the beginning, she was worried about Aiza's pregnancy. Not that I don't want a grandchild. But, according to Nara, Aiza is still too young to be a mother.
"Baby .. I'm sorry, it's because of me. Huuu ...." Instead of bracing, Deanka cried.
Oiya, Deanka's appearance has changed. Trust me, who saw Deanka's performance was not much. Only Fatimah's doctors and special staff.
Wh why?
Because Deanka gets executive-class service. Executive IGD is separate from general IGD.
A few hours ago, as Aiza was being groomed in the delivery room, Deanka only realized her negligence. He was so ashamed of his appearance.
At Deanka's behest, Fatimah's doctor orders one of her staff to buy a new suit for Deanka.
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An hour and a half passed, all panicking. Agam was also pacing around aimlessly. The seats available are only accecrucial. No one sat in the waiting chair. Everyone hangs around like anai-anai.
"How, Doc?"
Again, Deanka asked as she hugged the body and kissed Aiza on the nape.
In her current position, Deanka climbed into a partus bed (a special birthing bed). While the body or rather the back of Aiza leaned on Deanka's chest. A very romantic position.
"I love you, I won't betray you, baby. I will love you, forever" whispered Deanka as she kissed Aiza's ear.
Aiza closed in, feeling a second of the pain.
"My back hurts so much Doc ..," she whispered.
"Miss Aiza is great. Yes, miss, it must be painful. During childbirth, there is a shift in the pelvis and back, so the pain is like a fracture."
"In addition, the body also requires a lot of effort and unusual movement. Well, these conditions are what make giving birth very painful," explained Fatimah doctor.
"The baby's head is ahead, sir. It was visible, her hair was very thick. But ...."
"But what?" Deanka riled.
"It looks like an episiotomy has to be done."
"What?! No, Doc. Kumohooon, don't ruin it" Deanka said.
Doctor Fatimah and the medical team held a smile, Nara and Aiza were silent.
"Hahaha, Young Master, an episiotomy is a surgical incision through which p r i n e u m is performed to widen the birth canal. The rain is yes to help the birth process of the baby."
"Owned by Miss, emm .. can be said to still bud. Hahaha, so it must be in*e*pisiotom*i**, the public term is scissored. Hows it? You agree, right?"
"I-I agree, Doc," said Aiza. Nara also nodded slowly, sign agreeing.
"W-what?! No, Doc! Not want! Baby, just surgery, huh? I don't want your beautiful possessions to get hurt" Deanka denied.
"Haha." The medical team could not help but laugh anymore.
Still thinking about it? Geez, the Haiden family is a maniac. Inner general practitioner.
"I'll be repaired again, sir. It will be beautiful again. If you want it, I can even make it virgin again" explains Dr. Fatimah.
"What-what?!"
Deanka gawked, even with Nara. Aiza did not comment. He came back, but .. still failed.
"Anyday what can't be modified, sir? If the complex shape of the face can be done plastic surgery to beautify, then .. emm .. (bla, bla, bla)." Doctor Fatimah explained it.
Deanka looked carefully. Up to the ten-minute deadline of two hours, Deanka said ....
"Well, do your best, Doc. But ... After this, take that action. I want emm. Emm .., virgin," said Deanka, in a soft voice.
"Ready, sir," said Dr. Fatimah.
You young man, Inner Nara.
"You agree, don't you, baby?" whisky Deanka.
Aiza was unable to answer, too much pain. To speak is lazy. He looked into Deanka's eyes, then nodded slowly, and smiled. That is, Aiza also agreed.
Oh my, Za. Apparently you've been contaminated by Mr. Deanka. Inner Nara.
Money, money, money, money. The Doctor Fatimah.
'CRACK.'
The sound of scissors was clear. Synergized with the long cry of Aiza Bahira.
"Suffering, Miss! Now!" doctor Fatimah shouted.
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Aiza used up the remnants of her power. Deanka and Nara closed their eyes.
Then ....
"O aaa o aaa o aaa ...."
The first cry of the fourth-generation heir of Haiden Group Corporation, was heard, filling the room. It even sounds to the front.
Alhamdulilaah ....
The words of gratitude echoed.
And in front of the special maternity room of the trillionaires, Mr. Bahir made a prostration of gratitude while shedding tears.
Agam and Mr. Barata dropped his body onto the chair. Wiping a tired face awaits, welcoming happiness with joy.
Welcome to the mortal world, Macil. Prepare to sail the ark of life filled with this deceit.