ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Season 2's. Chapter 41

Revi.

The hospital welcomed the arrival of Dalilah and my entire extended family with anxious expectation. Especially when Dalilah got out of the car, the whole attention looked at him in wonder. His face was puffy, his hands did not come out of the hands of Ayahanda. His father also resigned to accompany his daughter who was afraid to give birth.

It's funny guys, seeing my wife turn into baby girl Ayahanda, and the resigned father when Dalilah said.

"Lilah wants to be the same Father!" And her tears broke when she didn't want to because I had more right to accompany her.

"Promise not to faint during childbirth!" pinta Ayahanda's.

He had to nod while crying again. And the palace of geger because of it.

I hold back a smile. I'm relieved, yes, because giving birth is the most dramatic moment in a woman's life.

Some of the birthing women I've met in the delivery room were creepy, wild and great at the same time.

And my wife asked Father to accompany her. This is the history in the kingdom that must be captured in the video, Pandu said.

Since then he has been blogging, it is certain that the video will be uploaded to social media. However, Dalilah's face must be funny and he would be ashamed of himself if he saw it later.

In the delivery room, I peeked out from behind the door. I cannot enter, for the Dalilah will not permit it. He didn't want me to see him so, so crybaby and scared.

"Surge mas! I want to see Mbakyu lahiran." whispered Pandu behind me.

Shhsttt...

"I want to see my wife too!" I said I don't want to lose. Still peeking.

This is an interesting spectacle guys, Dalilah is still crying in the arms of Father.

Ayahanda patted his back. Speak wise and soothing words. But the name gives birth, want as soft as any sentence must remain aja afraid, worried.

I grimaced as the doctor dealing with Dalilah opened this door wider.

"Come on! Let you know how to behave when you see a maternity patient out there..."

I who was already wearing a white coat walked to the front of the patient's bed. Ayahanda closed her eyes. There was a frown on his deep forehead, because his daughter did not want to be left at all, even Mother was not allowed to go to the hospital.

Mother is now home to coordinate courtiers to prepare brokohan offerings.

Mommy and Daddy are in the hospital lobby to hold a press conference.

"Lilah, look at me!" I said gently while stroking her stomach. He drowned his face in his arms. Ayahanda rubbed her hair.

"It only hurts for a moment, Lilah!" said Ayahanda, already resigned if later Dalilah began to scream for help.

I smiled and went to the doctor to talk about Dalilah.

"How many openings, Doc?"

"Still three, ma'am! Later we induction if the water is bad."

I nodded in understanding, and went back to see Dalilah. Father showed Dalilah with the look in his eyes.

"Darling... I have to have lunch!" I said gently. Pandu directly overcame it. "Yes, Mom! Let Ayahanda not faint later when accompanying Mbak Lilah lahiran, this is only the initial opening. If it's ten, wow..." Pandu. "Can be a palace concussion!"

Ayahanda gave a smile as Dalilah took off her embrace, but her face was still moody and distant from her father. I understand, and I will understand if Dalilah will behave like this.

"Just Lilah wants to be guarded by Daddy! Eat here only, let Pandu who buy to the cafeteria! You don't have to bother going to the cafeteria."

The doctor said Dalilah. Ayahanda also rubbed the head of Dalilah again.

"Sound..."

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Two hours passed full of drama, Dalilah increasingly stretched, complaining of pain as contractions increasingly frequent.

I who remained in this room only monitored Dalilah while flinching in the corner. I'm useless, just monitoring Dalilah's progress.

Doctors who handle Dalilah again check the condition of the amniotic fluid and baby's heart rate. He was asked to catch his breath before the doctor looked at me.

Induction of labor and fighting will occur in a moment.

"Look..." I injected misoprostol liquid into the infusion. Dalilah just looked over for a while then looked at Ayahanda again.

"I want you both to be safe and celebrate together. So whatever happens in labor, I want you to remember our struggle to be together from High School! You remember?"

Dalilah nodded slowly. And this reaction of labor induction begins to work. Dalilah began to cry again with the rhythm of the rock n roll singer, slowly and then screamed hysterically.

"Did you promise not to get angry if my son is naughty, does not obey the rules of the palace?"

Dad looked at me, I just nodded let it all settle down. Even Pandu who is still fun to blog is just a crybaby while smiling widely. I swear, that child is also very excited to wait for his men to come out.

"Pull your breath, Lil! Blow out. Pull, breath... Take off, take a breath.. exhale! Don't stop in the middle of the road, okay! Later I take care of you only for direct practice exams" I said honestly. Let it be, this is a plus, let alone my consulents knowing today that I am accompanying my wife.

Mmh, emmhhhh... Dalilah.

"Push, Gusti... Push it strong!!"

Hhhhh... Mm-hhh...

Dalilah squeezed my arm and Daddy hard with a hard face and broke out in cold sweat before the baby's voice sounded, oek... Makes me and Ayahanda smile.

Father kissed Dalilah on the forehead and closed his eyes. He gasped, and tears flowed from the corner of his eye

Really, I'm sad. Ayahanda and Lilah seemed to express such obvious feelings. Repentance, longing, and telepathy between father and son.

I turned around to close my warm eyes.

"Mas, her son was in Adzani first." said the nun after cleaning up my son. I rubbed my face and smiled warmly. Today I truly became a father as I carried my son without feeling awkward.

I smiled warmly and kissed her forehead gently. He was white, as white as his mother, his lips as thick as ours, his nose as well as flat, and what made him beat all my good looks was his dimples. Storm once, this man later.

I adored him with a soft, full of warmth. I thank God for this most perfect gift.

"Pa-pa..."

I smiled warmly as I turned around. "Wrongly?" cibirku deliberately when Dalilah can already smile with relief, although still frowning in pain.

"You see dear baby." I put her by her bedside, and she was amazed at everything she met today and the least she could avoid was crying again. Weeping haru who made her son cry.

"Try IMD, will you?" ask me to make sure while taking over my son again. I carried it with ease, thanks to the role of sincerity I had once done.

He nodded and smiled shyly. "Not yet out ASI! Now Lilah wants Mother or mommy, Daddy can go home, rest" he said subtly. Though I know, she was just shy of breastfeeding in front of Ayahanda.

Ayahanda kissed the top of Dalilah's head. "Let Ayahanda bring her ari-ari. You rest!"

He nodded and smiled warmly. "Thank You Ayahanda. Love you full!"

Ayahanda nodded, sighing in relief before conversing with the doctor to pick up the baby's ari-ari.

And Pandu who has been enjoying the procession of giving birth full of melodrama is still sitting pensive on the floor with a pale face.

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