Caressing her dampened hair, Duke felt his heart break. Belinda's mind grew numb for she had been in too much pain. The only thing she could do was follow the doctor's every advice like she were on autopilot mode. After a while, she didn't even have the strength to cry. When she was about to bite her lower lip, Duke noticed it and very swiftly, reached out to cover her mouth. Reacting unintentionally, she ended up biting his hand with no restraints.
"Arghh!" His face twitched in pain, but he didn't withdraw his hand out of fear so that she wouldn't bite her lip instead. Despite the sting of her teeth sinking into his skin, he was too busy feeling fortunate to have acted fast enough to care.
Every single thing they had to endure was worth it when they heard their baby's first piercing cry. Duke, who was too tired to stand, decided to sit on the floor.
"Congratulations! It's a healthy baby boy!" the obstetrician said gleefully. He then passed the baby to the nurses who began to clean the baby's body. At the same time, they checked his general health such as height, weight, and everything else.
"Honey, I love you," Duke said, kissing his wife on the lips. If he hadn't seen it with his own two eyes, he wouldn't have believed how painful it was to give birth to a child. Now that he knew better, he swore to always treat Belinda with great care, and to never betray her. After all, the woman just gave birth to a son. The least he could do was to ensure her comfort and happiness.
"I love you too," replied Belinda, exhausted yet smiling. Extremely worn-out, she had just experienced the greatest moment for women: to bring a delicate life into the world.
When everything was set, the nurse brought the newborn baby to his mother so she could interact with him. Moved beyond his imagination, Duke stared at the little baby, his cold face softening with each passing second. He looked affectionately at the two most important people in his life, wondering how he was this lucky to have them. From that point onwards, he had become a father. It was time that he learned how to be a responsible and present one.
When the nurse took the baby out of the delivery room, Leena excitedly stared at her little nephew, gasping. "Aw, his whole body is all wrinkled down. He looks so ugly... like a monkey," she said, but with such affectionate tone. Then she squinted her eyes. "Who does he look like?" Her heart melted at the smallest moment her nephew made. It never occurred to her that babies could be so soft and fragile.
"Newborn babies are all like that," Tom said with a smile. "Don't worry. He starts becoming cute in the next few days."
She turned to look at him, asking, "May I hold him in my arms?" Reluctant, Tom carefully observed her hopeful expression.
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