My auntie gives birth to her first child. My mother and I go to the hospital to visit her and her new baby boy. When we are in the hospital we reached his husband preparing for the milk of the baby.
A minute later, our other relatives arrive to visit my auntie and the baby. As usual they share a long story regards on their lives. They also talks about the baby’s name and when was his baptism. As a respect I didn’t join on their discussion, because mama told me that it’s not good to a child to bond on the elder’s talk and for not to get bored I walked in the hospital and ramble on the place. While seeking, I saw a mother crying and I am curious what happened to her, and I found out the she also born a baby but it was in the critical condition and the mother needs Critical Illness Insurance for the Baby.