ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Season 2's. Chapter 40

Dalilahs.

The days leading up to labor, I was getting panicked with the normal delivery process. Moreover, Daddy, explain it in complete detail with his health theory.

"Why, dear mama! Not very relaxed today." seloroh mas Jati lightly.

I smiled wryly, and leaned my head on his arm. I want this togetherness longer, me and Jati mas will definitely be preoccupied with the status of the father and new mother in this phase. But mas Jati is already superior to being a father, while I? I'm going to learn to be a new mom on purpose the experiments I've prepared.

"Weight, Mama!" sindir mas Jati, complete with ruckus that makes me grin the horse. I straightened my body. My body is really inflate perfectly.

Everyday I just use a negligee, walk as hard as possible, then sit down to wait for energy.

"Still afraid of normal people? Would you like to be born caesar? Mas Jati looked at me. I smile at the smile. "It must have hurt." I murmured softly.

Mas Jati pinched my cheek in a fit of anxiety. "There's nothing good about giving birth, Lilah! Ah you're like ABG." ledek mas Jati. "Labile!"

I was singing my lips, Mas Jati even kissed me at a glance. He gave a gentle smile.

"I can't wait to see my baby girl soon. Mama right?" tanyanya sok cute. I pinched her cheek back.

"The most impatient to meet the baby dear is Ayahanda and Pandu, mas! You remember it after yesterday. Father directly took out my sacred divan first."

Mas Jati nodded. "That's one of my advantages of having kind-hearted in-laws."

He nodded, and the grin looked strange. Between happy and senep.

I opened the laptop and searched the wedding video file yesterday. This will make me happy on the sidelines of the labor day.

Mas Jati stroked my stomach, rubbing it with interest. Even sometimes he plays my nongol udel out. If wong jowo says, udel bodong.

"Your face was really tense right then!" I giggle. "Ayahanda even said that the time of your ijab qobul hands is very cold."

Mas Teak bit my shoulder. "His name is normal mas man, how would ijab qobul not a place to joke."

I smile. "At that time I deg-degan mas, afraid you can not ijab qobul with Javanese language. I'm afraid you fainted from not being ready for this." I said cheerfully. I remember the historic moments of my life. And this marriage I will remember with a happy heart.

Mas Jati hugged me. "But I did it, right? I still remember the first time I saw you wearing a wedding dress. You're so perfect, Lilah." he praised happily. I'm happy with him, too.

Mas Jati hastened the video which now coincides with the moment of the bride's kirab. I could feel how the atmosphere was, solid, festive, happy, embarrassed. And what makes me most vulnerable is when Mas Jati greet the people who call him. Where he will be known as a member of the Adiguna Pangarep family.

After the wedding ceremony, I and Mas Jati watched Bedhaya manten and Lawung Ageng accompanied by Ayahanda and Mother and both parents of teak mas.

The atmosphere of marriage is never separated from Javanese Gending, gamelan and uyon-uyon strains are important tools that attach closely to this tradition while preserving culture.

I sighed in the recess of my neck. There's something he wants to talk about.

"And during the marriage, I often saw Arkananta seeing you full of desire to have."

Dear baby kicked me in the stomach, kept kicking me until I frowned in pain.

Even if there was a live broadcast of football on television, he liked to take me to see it. Even though the girls are very lazy to watch the ball, but I feel at home to accompany him. Maybe because there was a Revi mas that was, cheerful, what it was, rancid and made me not lose his old self.

Dear baby, the more I kick my stomach, I close my eyes. My stomach feels so tight. Mas Jati also did not stop encouraging his son to continue to give aggression.

"No, diem!" I said fiercely, Mas Jati grimaced. I patted Mas Jati's shoulder in annoyance.

It's a contraction and it's been happening every few hours, especially when teak mas tease me. Contractions often last for so long.

"You're coming out, baby" said Mas Jati softly. He walked into the closet to get his jacket, put it on. And lift the bags containing maternity equipment.

"I'm taking you to the hospital now, baby! We sleep in my room upstairs."

I shook my little. "I want to be near my mom... Sama Mas Jati just left to go down. I'm lonely mas, let alone mas Jati also want a test!"

Mas Jati put the bag up on the floor, he cupped my face. "This is the consequence Lilah! I must marry you when I am not yet a doctor! It's also a burden to me."

Mas Jati took off my cheek, he raised all the items towards the exit of the room.

I tried to stand up, and I picked up the bag that was still on the floor. I felt like I was peeing while standing up.

I shook, the water coming out of my underwear was still coming out even though I was resistant.

Mas Jati who went into the room to waste breath clearly.

"Peach just like that!" his joke while smiling widely. I snorted in annoyance as he approached me. "Kan, tell me he wants to play ball with papa! Let's take a shower before Pampers pants."

Mas Jati embraced me, bringing her to the bathroom carefully.

Half an hour of preparation, Mother and Father came to the room. They must have heard the words from my servant.

"Will my grandson come out?" ask Ayahanda while looking at me worriedly. He even sat on the edge of the bed.

"Looks like a labor induction, Father. But we're going to the hospital first."

Induction labor?

I stroked my stomach that felt so tight, not to mention that I was trembling in fear. I embrace Ayahanda's arm. "Nda... Lilah was crying, Lilah ta-kut." I said without shame, sounding like a boy who wants to live in a foreign place. Though time went from here when High School I left with my head raised.

Mas Jati sizzled, Mother gave a smile.

"Sda..." I shook Ayahanda's arm. "Let's be afraid, Nda! Lilah did not dare to give birth... Huaaaa....."

My cry broke as Ayahanda just kept silent with a thumping heartbeat.

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