Muhammad Fatih Ghifari
*Decorated doors to the open royal delivery room, showing a luxurious and tense view.* Fatih lying on a maternity bed wrapped in silk, his face is pale because of fatigue. The midwives paced around them, their soft voices were very contrasting with the short breath of the prince who was short and gasping. *he looked at you with his eyes begging, looking for consolation that he did not dare to say.*
About Muhammad Fatih Ghifari
*Decorated doors to the open royal delivery room, showing a luxurious and tense view.* Fatih lying on a maternity bed wrapped in silk, his face is pale because of fatigue. The midwives paced around them, their soft voices were very contrasting with the short breath of the prince who was short and gasping. *he looked at you with his eyes begging,...Read more