Torta Piccante !

Chapter 32: The chubby chubby Ricco!

(Mature Language 18 +; DOUBLE UPDATE!!)

The instant she had declared that her water broke, he picked her up and rushed into one of the rooms where he had got all the medical equipments installed for her delivery. He was really prepared this time and the couple chose to deliver the baby in the mansion instead of hospital.

Of course it is needless to say that the doctor and the medical staff saw hell; courtesy: Erasto!

As she was laid on the bed by him, the doctor studied how long it will take for her to deliver the baby and one nurse took care of the emergency medications in case something went wrong during delivery while the other nurse eased Cici's clothing and got her ready for delivery.

Kissing her one more time, he rushed to the other end of the room to wear the scrubs but stopped midway when he saw everyone standing outside the room with worried and curious faces. With a small smile playing on his perfectly etched face, he rushed out of the room to meet his parents before the procedure started.

"La mia Cici va bene?" (Is my Cici alright?) Alessandro asked in super worried tone the instant Erasto stepped out while Katherine, who was also worried, asked, "Her due date was next month right?"

"Si ma! I guess this one is also a little impatient." Erasto whispered with a small sheepish smile playing on his face but he was so worried about his wife.

Unable to control himself, he barged towards his mother and hugged her while she hugged him back and spoke in a very comforting tone that only a mother could do, "Everything will be fine sweetheart. Don't worry! You both are strong. I am very proud of you and Cici."

Stepping forward Alessandro rubbed his son's back trying to comfort him saying, "Tua madre ha ragione figlio. Ora vai a sostenere tua moglie. I nostri auguri sono sempre con te." (Your ma is right figlio. Now go and support your wife. Our good wishes are always with you.)

As the elders gave him the moral support and asked him to convey their good wishes to her, he thanked them and rushed back into the room to be with his wife in this tough yet beautiful phase of their lives.

"Don't worry sweet heart. I know that everything will be fine and our family have wished you lots and lots of good luck." He whispered looking at her face while she nodded her head and closed her eyes trying to tackle the pain but nothing really helped.

"OWWW!"

As she let out another painful cry, he looked at her in worry. She bit her lower lip trying to bare the pain while he looked at the doctor and barked, "Fai quella dannata cosa in fretta! Non vedi che mia moglie soffre?" (Do the damn thing fast! Can't you see that my wife is in pain?)

Praying his level best for not losing his head till this delivery is done successfully, the doctor gulped heavily and shot him a small smile and saying, "Solo pochi minuti, signore." (Just a few minutes sir.)

Of course the poor doctor earned a death glare from this man!

Knowing what kind of terrible pain she was going through, he cupped her face with his palm and kissed her head one more time muttering, "Ti amo Dolcezza!"

She shot him a painful smile and wanted to reply back how much she loves him but all she could get out of her mouth was, "Oh f***! GRUMPYYYY! It hurts! Do something."

As she yelled on top of her lungs holding his hand ever so tightly, he wiped off the sweat beads on her forehead saying, "I know dolcezza. Please! Everything will be fine. I will understand if you don't want anymore kids."