Chapter 5 Pain is scary

I was about to go out with my aunt to eat when my aunt's phone rang again. Haiz, my "date" with my aunt must be ruined. The people who call her now are only employees and no one else. Seeing my aunt talking makes me feel tense.

"Angel-chan, can you go home by yourself? I have something to do right now!" I know right away, mentally prepare. I nodded. She smiled, patted my head and left immediately.

I wandered the streets, the city of Chateau is so beautiful. I kept looking at the scenery but bumped into someone going in the opposite direction. Chu dad, bumped into a firefly and wanted to explode, but didn't play. The bag I followed fell down, and the boat in the bag was thrown out. I sat down to pick it up, the other person also sat down to pick it up. Unlucky, I stood up hurriedly apologizing to people. Looking up, it turned out that it was Simon. He looked at me and smiled, I smiled too. The two exchanged a few sentences, then I went first, he also had work to do. Today is a day that everyone is busy.

When I got home, I compiled eighteen of those clothes and ran to try them out. Admittedly, the beauty is beautiful no matter what she wears. Even during pregnancy. I was excited to take pictures as a souvenir. After that, I was going to take out the baby's ultrasound picture and talk about it, but it's gone.

Maybe it fell down the drain just now, or, don't, don't tell Simon to get it. He'll find out he's pregnant. Now what to do, what to do, let it go down the drain. What to do with this type? Heart attack and die.

I just had a summer break, but now it's almost time to go back to school, so fast. But even if I re-enrolled, I still have to stay at home, now I'm nearly six months pregnant, my belly is clearly enlarged, how can I go to school?

My aunt went to the school to do the procedures to save my academic records, maybe I have to take a break this year, then I will re-enter the school next year. She left early in the morning and didn't come back until noon.

"What's wrong, auntie?" As soon as I saw her face, I asked what I wanted to ask.

"Sit down and I'll tell you!" My aunt pulled me into a chair. "The principal agreed to let me miss the end of the first semester, at that time I had already given birth. The second semester I had to go back to school, the principal said that my son was doing very well so he would keep up with the lesson. If you don't understand something, a teacher will explain it to you. I think that's good too!" I nodded, auntie is right, that's fine, I don't need to study with the kids next year.

I went up to my room, looked at my phone again and again, then I decided to lock it. This is the best way to not be bothered.

I continued a noble career, knitting. After the last ultrasound, I found out the sex of the baby. It is a son. Being the virtuous grandson of a certain family.

Now I can feel the life within me. From time to time it kicks lightly, it's ticklish but I like the feeling. It would be great if his father was here too, I'm sorry that I was too naive to think about the consequences of that.

I went out to the corridor, leaning against the city. The feeling of the warm sun enveloping my body is very pleasant. Right now, Anne and Simon are probably busy getting ready for the new school year. I'm like this but I don't blame anyone. Because God allowed me to get pregnant because God wanted this child to live and wanted me to be his mother. It is a vocation and I accept to stop my studies for a while to perform that vocation.

I'm not sad, on the contrary, I'm very happy. I feel happy when I think I'm going to be a mother, I'll hear my son call his mother, that's really nothing.

Time goes by so fast, right? I smiled involuntarily. The sun is dancing around, maybe the sun is also smiling.

As I said, time goes by so fast, it waits for no one. This afternoon, I asked the driver to drive me to buy some baby stuff. Because according to the doctor's prediction, I will give birth next week, so prepare in advance to be sure.

Clothes, diapers, bottles of milk, my aunt and I have all prepared, now we just have to wait for the day my son is born.

On my way home, I happened to pass by the school, right at the end of the school day. In the distance I saw Anne talking to Simon about something, I don't know what but looking at that kid's sad face. They probably won't remember me.

The green light turned on, the car slowly rolled, the scene and the noisy sound were gradually pushed back.

When I got home, for some reason, I felt my stomach ache a little, probably because the baby kicked. I went up to my room to put all the new things I bought in the closet. Stomach hurts every once in a while. It feels like a baby it's turning around in there.

After dinner, I went up to my room to watch TV, at this time I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to. Legs cramp, pain is scary.

Around eleven o'clock at night, my stomach had more severe pain. Probably about to give birth. Sweat broke out like a stream, soaking the back of his shirt. I tried to go to the room to open the door to call my aunt, opening the door was considered exhausted.

"D...auntie....oh! Aunt... aunt..." The sound in her throat kept getting stuck, unable to come out, but fortunately, she seemed to hear my voice so her door opened.

"What's wrong Angel-chan, why are you so blue?" She took my hand, as if I had picked up a lifebuoy, I took her hand, using the last of my strength to speak.

"I... hurt... my... stomach... hurt..." The sentence was incomplete, but she understood, so she immediately called someone to carry me to the car, aunt ran inside to get more clothes and furniture for me and the baby.

The driver ran as fast as he could, so in less than fifteen minutes I was at the hospital. Inside, I immediately met my aunt's friend. I was quickly taken to the delivery room. The pain before was nothing, the pain now called the problem.

The doctor gave me an injection, oh my god, a drug or a poison that made me want to die and come back to life. I gave birth vaginally so I didn't have any anesthetic or anesthetic. I was in a lot of pain but still gritted my teeth and endured, and the woman was in the next room. She wants to destroy the hospital. La Kinh.

More than an hour later I heard a baby crying. Well, not my baby, but the lady next door.

About an hour later, I heard a baby crying. This time identified as my child. Relieved, my baby was born safely. Thank god. Tears welled up in my eyes when I heard my baby cry. Now, I'm really happy.

After giving birth, I was transferred to a normal room, my aunt told me to stay in a single room for quiet. I said I was sad, I wanted to stay in a room for two. It's both fun and not afraid of ghosts.

I was in room 165, that room had a pregnant woman in front of me. Looking at her, she must be a well-to-do family. But that's also true, this is a VIP room, if you're not rich, you won't be able to afford it.

She gave birth to a princess, but looking at her so big, she gave birth to a baby of only 2.6kg. While I was like this, I gave birth to a baby boy up to 3.5 kg. She gave birth by cesarean section so she kept screaming all the time, at first I could bear it, but every day she did it more and more, making me cranky.

"Hey, sister, you're not the only one giving birth here, why are you screaming all the time, it's exhausting to listen to." I just sat up and said.

"Try giving birth by cesarean section and see!" She answered.

"Oh good, is your sister still able to argue with me? Admittedly, the older sister is also hideous!" Anyway, I'm only 17 years old, so I used teen language to talk to her, I didn't expect her to get mad.

"Who are you talking about?" That sister took the pillow and threw it over to me, fortunately at that time I was holding the baby in my arms, so I turned my back to support that pillow. If you hit my son, the older sister has reached the number.

"Clack" the door of the room opened, a young man entered, looking quite dashing, handsome and bright. Her sister suddenly shouted:

"Husband, you see, she bullies my mother and children!" Oh, blame me now? This sister is very good, if she has a husband, she can say whatever she wants to say. I'm the only one here to accept your husband.

He turned to look at me, I looked back at him. Then he slowly walked over, what is this, what is he going to do? When he was close to the bed, suddenly he bent down to pick up the other sister's pillow.

"Are you okay?" He stood up straight and asked me. What else, why do this couple give me so many surprises?

"No problem! Go back and teach your wife how to behave! This is a common room, not at home, so if you don't want to scream, shout, if you want to scream, shout. Let others rest too." I spilled out, he just stood looking at me smiling, then nodded.

Poor him, handsome but blind, married to a crazy wife. I was about to lie down when my aunt brought a bunch of things in. Auntie laughed and then hugged my son. The kid is easy, he still sleeps soundly.

"What are you going to name your son?" My aunt asked.

"Leo" I suddenly remembered him-Simon. I want my son to be handsome and good at school like him, so he should give him a name with a similar sound.

My aunt seemed pleased with the name, so there was not much to argue about. Auntie continued talking, laughing, kissing baby Leo's cheek. The baby is still sleeping soundly. Looking at my son's face when he sleeps, I feel a strange sense of peace.

It's already past eleven o'clock at night, but the sound of children ogling in the ear is really annoying. It's not my baby but the pretty little "princess" in the next bed. Why are you crying non-stop? And the whole extended family over there doesn't know how to comfort you. You still lose to me. I'm the one who has no experience in this, but managed to calm my son in the afternoon.

Now that's good, my one hour effort to put my baby to sleep has gone into the sea. Now Leo was squirming and refusing to sleep. The towel wrapped around the boy wanted to throw it out. I saw this and took off the towel, the boy lay still for a while, then wiggled and kicked his limbs wildly. I picked him up and played with him a little bit. The other side is too noisy, even want to sleep. Knowing that, listening to my aunt, now there is no such tragedy.

After three o'clock in the morning, I had only slept for a while when the sister's child cried, making my son start crying as well. I'm tired of this genre. I woke up to teach my children, my aunt also woke up. So is the other side. My son is listed in the top easy, gently patted a few times, then he stopped immediately.

The next morning, I told my aunt that I wanted to leave the hospital, and she also went to do the procedure but couldn't. The doctor told me to stay here for at least two days. Oh my god, it's no joke, two days? I'm just crazy. I'm going to die like this.

I try to go but my son, he will have insomnia, he will not grow up. No, no, no. I was thinking about exaggerating everything when someone asked me:

"Lying here today is the second day, arguing a lot but I don't know your name. What is your name?" The roommate suddenly became acquainted.

"Brittany Wang," I said softly.

"My name is Brittney Wang, what a coincidence! Where's your husband, you've been lying here for two days and you haven't seen your husband in?" This question is the one that hits my weak spot. Very quickly, I remembered what my aunt said the day I had my first ultrasound.

"Ah, he went on a business trip abroad!" I smile

"Didn't you tell him?"

"No, I want him to focus on his work!" What this sister asked, she asked so many questions, I don't know, the more I asked, the more I made up stories. We were both silent. No one said a word to anyone. Time also ticked by in that silence.

Today is the day my baby turns one month and also means the end of a long, hot day. From early on, my aunt prepared a lot of food, not to celebrate my escape but to name my baby.

At eight o'clock, I held my son in front of the ceremony table. This kid is only a month old, but he's so violent, he keeps snooping around so much that I can't stand still because I'm afraid I'll lose my hand and he'll fall to the ground.

I changed the way of holding it, from holding it lying down to carrying it, placing it back on the ceremony table. Maybe he was also bored with that hut game, so he switched to kicking his legs and waving his arms. I sighed, shaking my head.