SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
BIRTH

I was annoyed to hear Reza's words directly lock the door, the room.

Seeing her cry roared loudly like crazy just for meeting Bella. Why should she cry, not what she expected? Maybe Bella doesn't want to go back with him.

With blood pouring down on the floor, he continued to lament his fate.

"Faults made by myself, now even I'm wrong. The mutusin elect me yea, why am I said to destroy." I snorted annoyedly at his words. It's like it's all my fault.

"He who is considered trash with his ex-wife, there is no way Bella will accept him again. The only part of living is that, it's good not to be tired of drama anymore." I combed my hair.

"Adu duh. sak kit.." I stroked my stomach. Feeling sick, hot, mules, sore and uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, what else do you want. Why can't it be pinned inside." I grimaced in pain.

"Are you going out? You really want to get out?"

I remember now that I was in the month where I thought I was giving birth.

I walked in pain, reaching for the doorknob.

Yelling as loud as you can, "Reza... Mbok, Glen, whoever please.my baby wants to be born!!!."

I can't stand my feet, my body collapses at the door with************** my shirt.

"Argh...please!!!"

Glen ran towards me from downstairs. His hands were full of blood, probably Reza's blood.

"Help me Glen!!!." I cried to see him staring at me.

"W-you.want to give birth?" tanyanya.

"Yes help me." I waved my hand.

"Wait, I'll grab Mas Reza's wallet first." she left me stranded at the door.

"Glens!!!" my yelling.

Glen took me down the stairs.

In the car was Reza who was half conscious. His slashed hands were already wrapped in cloth, only a few wounds on the face were still bleeding.

I was immediately rushed to the delivery room, but I was unable to deliver normally. And I don't even want to have a normal delivery. I asked to be done surgically. I've been moved to the operating room and I hope Reza will be with me. But what power is he dying for now.

I had to give birth by myself, there was only Glen who helped take care of the administration of both of us.

After completion of the operation during the recovery period from the drug. I'm alone in the recovery room. Seeing some people giving birth with their husbands, my heart felt sad.

I just felt my life was lacking, where all this time I always enjoyed every time I had as I wished. But seeing the happy crying in this room, my life was completely empty. I haven't even seen that child's face in my stomach for nine months.

All I know is that he is a boy. There was a sense of pride, I gave birth to a son as the successor to the Abrahamic family that I had always wanted. But I feel a lack in this happiness, I don't know what.

"Mom, I used to accuse our son. The baby's healthy, round body, ma'am." story next to me.

"Who do you think, Dad?" enthusiastic about mom.

Yes, my son looks like who? I'm thinking, like me or his dad. If it looks like Reza I'm very grateful, but if it looks like the others.. What do I have to answer!.

His eyes, his nose, his lips will look like who. I can't wait to see it soon. Who is judging my son, is Reza aware at this time.

I want to call Glen, want to know Reza's current condition. But no sisters came to this room. And I'm not allowed to use my phone while I recover.

The doctor said I was bleeding a little, fortunately the blood stock in this hospital was my class. So it is not a hassle to look for a blood donor. If you have to find, who's looking.

Somehow this feeling arose, I who always enjoyed everything suddenly felt a deep void. There was no one by my side, not even Reza who always wanted me now lost somewhere.

"What's true said Bella, I'm a stash that will be stored when not in use. Now I am not in need so where may I be in search." My heart aches, feels a thin incision that is painful. Why should I feel this pain.

I am happy and will always be happy. I wiped away the tears that were flowing without my permission.

I feel like I'm losing myself right now, the one I've always been proud of my happiness with. Now the pain I feel.

Looking at the romantic drama of a couple who just got a baby. Looking into the eyes of every man who looked at his wife. Warmly stroked his head and kissed his hand, thanking and congratulating his wife.

But me!!!. There was no one by my side. Even if I die today, no one will be sad. Today, I have fought to risk my life to give birth to a child. But do not say thank you, even congratulations are not there. Just from a few doctors in the operating room.

I've lost a lot of blood in the battle just now, but no one knows at all. Even out there are many waiting to get out of this recovery room, but I have no one waiting for me.

The thing in my heart beats the pain in my stomach. My eyes twitched, feeling this deep pain.

No one wants to congratulate me or thank you for fighting. I wish anyone existed even if it was just one person.

Suddenly someone opened the curtain of cover where I lay, my heart happy. Thinking maybe Reza's in.

I have been waiting with hope.

"Hi Clara, congratulations on giving birth to an amazingly handsome son."

My eyes widened in shock at the unthinkable figure that would meet me even I did not expect his arrival.

He was the one who congratulated me for the first time.

He put a bouquet of flowers on my desk and extended his hand. I reluctantly grabbed his hand.

"Yes, thank you." This time I felt ashamed to face others. I am ashamed of my current situation.

"You are great Clara, can survive giving birth alone. Even the doctor said you had bleeding, right?. You're amazing, thank you for fighting for your life and your son's." he wiped my hand. Egoku wants to fend it off but my heart forbids. I just nodded small.

"I saw your son, Clara. The baby is healthy, the body is tall and the nose is very sharp. And I'm sorry I asked Glen to sue your baby, because you found out that your husband is still unconscious due to a minor surgery on his arm" he said. I stared hard at him.

"Who gave you permission to let Glen accuse my baby?."

"Sorry Clara, but the newborn should be on the adzanin immediately, you know that. But unfortunately, his father could not because his condition is not possible. So I had to ask Glen to sue. Since there was no other man besides Glen present, my husband did not go to the hospital. I'm sorry." she grabbed my hand.

Right, who else is here except Glen and Reza who are lying down. Besides Glen was also the one who was carrying me here, then I hope who. I can only be silent without a word, I lost this time.

"Oh yes, have Papa uh Om Abraham and Aunt Syarina been notified, Clara?" he asked. He looked at me gently, in his eyes there was no hatred for me. He was also the first one to approach me at this time. God sent it for me when I asked. Why not someone else, I will only grow embarrassed and continue to feel defeated in front of this woman.