"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 83

"Papa don't joke," said Alif began to worry.

'Dad wasn't kidding, if you could just go home. Humairah needs her husband at this time, replied Imran who was also no less anxious to be seen from the look of his face who was talking to his daughter-in-law through a sophisticated mobile phone screen.

"Where's my wife? Can I talk?"

'Humairah is already in the delivery room, papa is not allowed to enter, he is accompanied by your mother at this time. Go home and don't ask much.'

Alif breathing is relieved, he was grateful that Rika's mother deliberately returned home since one week ago because the middle-aged woman did not want to miss the opportunity to wait for the birth of her first grandchild who was expected to be born in imminently.

Alif did not think so soon, but Humairah did not complain of any pain since last night, therefore he is now quite far from the hospital where Humairah will give birth, he said, he was in an important meeting at a hotel.

"What do I have to do now?" Alif was confused because he was too nervous to hear his wife had wanted to give birth.

'Alif, don't be stupid let's go to the hospital now!'

"Papa, I'm really worried that the distance to the hospital will take a while, what if I miss watching my son being born?"

'You've wasted your time talking like that, soon after.'

Papa Imran was breathing rough against his daughter-in-law who had not hung up the phone.

"Huh, papa come on. I want to talk to Humairah. How is his condition at the moment? Is he in pain?"

'Your wife's inside, papa can't get in. Humairah did not say anything, but she continued to cry in pain.'

"Oh my God, what should I do now...... The journey is quite far, the road at this hour is also crowded."

'If you want to hurry, you can use a helicopter here.'

"Good idea."

'Alif don't joke!'

"Well, I was just kidding. Papa, I'm really nervous right now."

'Yes, and you probably won't get here if you keep talking like this isn't important that's gonna waste time.'

"I have to say goodbye to my coworkers first."

'Why not from earlier.'

"Are you nervous about my son's birth?"

'More than that, Humairah my only daughter papa just pray that the delivery is smooth and safe.'

"Oh I'm really worried, I'm just confused now what to do," Alif replied again.

'Alif,' snapped papa Imran.

"Yes, okay, I'm following now..... Assalamualaikum."

Alif closed their video call one-sidedly, papa Imran could only sigh at this moment. He understood the feelings of Alif who was certainly confused and anxious to face the delivery of his wife, who was, papa Imran also remembered when he was young when he was waiting for the birth of Humairah he was no less nervous and confused when accompanying his wife to give birth to a daughter who is currently also struggling to withstand the pain of contractions before actually giving birth.

Alif gave orders to Belinda to take care of everything, sure enough the secretary of his choice was quite reliable. Belinda works well and smart despite being peppered with annoyance when the guy likes to tease Alif if it is serious.

Alif walked half-run to his car, he would travel a considerable distance to the hospital with no less than forty minutes if the trip was normal, he said, however, it can be much longer if the rider is crowded.

During the trip he was difficult to drive quietly, his chest tight, pulse fast, his blood pressure felt up and down by a nervousness that he could not hide.

This is his first experience as a man who will be titled father in a moment, his mind has been everywhere when far apart like this, he is afraid that Humairah can not withstand the pain before giving birth, she said, there also crossed what if his wife is not strong and must end cesarean section.

Imagining Humairah crying in pain alone has made his heart broken at this time, what about his intention to have many children if it is like this, Alif thought.

During the journey Alif did not stop praying the best for his wife's condition, giving birth normally or if he had to cesarean will be the same, the most important thing is that Humairah and her baby are safe and healthy, Alif wants nothing right now other than his wife giving birth safely.

Almost an hour, Alif immediately got off the car he ran to the delivery room where there was papa Imran there.

"Papa."

"Oh you've come, son, let's go in. Humairah's been waiting for you ever since."

Papa Imran immediately made room for Alif to pass through to the maternity room. The son-in-law just nodded without a lot of words.

"Mama" called Alif to his faithful looking mother massaging the pained waist of Humairah.

"You've come baby, come here Humairah needs her husband. Why so long? She has opened eight, will not be able to give birth for long" said Mama Rika.

"I'm sorry, the road is stuck. Mom tired? Mama can sit outside, let me be here" said Alif after hugging his mother.

Mama Rika nodded, she also had long enough to stand where her hands did not stop giving massages from home to the hospital on the waist Humairah to help reduce pain.

"Mom thank you."

"Dearly, Humairah is also my daughter don't forget that."

After Rika's mother came out, Alif approached Humairah.

Humairah simply nodded speechlessly, his tears continuing to flow.

"Darling, sorry I'm late..... Why didn't you tell me you felt like there were signs when I was home? You're making me anxious, Humairah."

"I guess it's just a false contraction because it doesn't come too often, I don't want you to miss that important meeting, not until the hospital has opened six," Humairah replied softly interrupted his crying.

"Huh, don't talk about anything right now. Where's that sick?"

"Why ask, it hurts all mas Alif," upset Humairah.

"Hey come on, just say it.... Don't hold back, you can be mad at me if it distracts you from the pain, you can hit me too."

"Mas Alif calm down, this maternity room don't embarrass me with such a scene, I won't scream out of pain, it's embarrassing and exaggerated, whose name wants to give birth of course will be a good pain when the manufacturing process," replied Humairah while holding her husband's hand firmly.

"I'm sincere with this pain, I'm even happy to feel perfect being a woman."

Alif laughed softly, he was proud of his wife who was really strong to endure pain, no voice let alone complain like most women who want to give birth, she said, until only tears show how sick Humairah is at this time.

"Dear I love you."

Humairah looked at her husband in annoyance.

"You want a drink?" hail Alif again.

Humairah.

"Sweetie I'm really nervous right now."

"Mas Alif can be quiet no, I'm sick. Hearing you babble makes me sick."

"She was sincere, but angry."

"Mas Aliiiiiiif."

Alif smiled, he climbed up and sat down to the edge of the bed, he approached Humairah who was still curled tilted to the left with anxiety.

"I love you Humairah, I love you I love you. You must be strong, you're a great girl. I'll give you some spirit, which one hurts? Let me massage."

Alif began to give swabs while giving a soothing massage for Humairah on his back to his waist like Mama Rika did earlier.

"Mas Alif."

"Yes dear."

"I don't think I can bear to push."

Alif was surprised to hear it.

"Then what should I do? Is that a birthmark?"

"Mas Alif come on. Don't joke, of course you should call his midwife now," replied Humairah who had been sweating coldly.

Alif was more confused when his wife began to push and changed position to be supine, he revealed the cloth covering the lower body of Humairah, the man became surprised.

"Darling, chief.... I mean his head's been seen, how's this?" Alif was worried about interfering with what he saw. Watching a wife give birth is what feels like changing her world right now.

"Mas Alif, I can't stand it."

Lirih Humairah while circulating which he can not stand anymore.

Along with Alif's confusion came two midwives who handled Humairah with Mama Rika.

"Mama."

"Calm down, that's a sign that my grandson is about to be born."

Mama Rika took a position on the right of her daughter-in-law, while Alif felt on the left side of his wife, he clasped Humairah's hand tightly.

Two midwives to help deliver Humairah have prepared everything, Humairah began to be led to believe the good and right, Humairah began to be guided, it was true that in less than ten minutes the sound of the baby boy's cry echoed throughout the maternity room.

Alif shed his tears without making a sound, he kissed Humairah's forehead long enough after the baby was actually born completely and nothing was lacking.

"Alhamdulillah, my hair is black and thick," said Rika's mother who was very enthusiastic approaching her first grandchild.

Alif smiled, then he turned again to Humairah who closed his eyes.

"Darling, darling.... Humairah why are you? Darling?" Alif held his wife's tired and pale face in dismay.

"Mom midwife, look at my wife why is she silent and closed like this?" alif quickly asked the two midwives who were busy with their work.

Two midwives and Mama Rika were shocked at Alif's screams.

"Mas Alif shut up, I'm just sleepy instead of fainting" replied Humairah opening her eyes slightly and then closed again.