At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 107 Life That Keeps Going

Don't sad.

Because God sends hope, in times of

the most desperate.

Life goes on.

Along with the time that keeps turning.

The days that the couple went through, can not be separated from

look after the eyes full of supervision of the father.

But all of this does not affect the decision

an Anajib. Who chose to live with his wife and children. Than living in a cottage,

like the father's hope to be more focused in his devotion to the cottage.

And there is another hope, may Anajib and Ashofa

getting close. Although Anajib already has

dhea's Wife.

"Well in Islam a man is allowed to have more than one wife?"

The important thing is that he is able and able to do justice to his wife.

That is the heart of the father.

Because he still hopes Ashofa the daughter of the kyai or the ustadz Maliki, the owner of the boarding school where Anajib became one of the educators

just there.

When the sun began to lean west, along with that Dhea motor pulled over on the terrace of the spacious joglo house. Her husband's moge was parked.

Dhea breathed a sigh of relief because the soulmate had already returned home.

Until he took off his helmet and jacket.

The owner of the tall body was not seen, and where

Syifa, her little angel did not welcome her either.

After he kept his helmet, Dhea stepped into the house and said hello.

Silence no one answered his greetings.

Then Dhea stepped into her room, but now she held back her steps when she heard the fussy voice of Syifa.

"Abi, I want a bike like Riri's..!"

Syifa Whine.

'Yes, my dear, Syifa nabung first, then buy her bike!"

The sound of his voice gave understanding.

Hearing Syifa's whining was actually Dhea's heart

wounded. There's their savings but it's for the preparation of the delivery.

Honor Anajib the husband, indeed enough for daily needs. His nomination was very much different when Anajib became 'Asdos' time in Egypt. But Anajib chose to return to Indonesia

after completing his study.

And chose to devote his knowledge in the cottage.

He did it all for his wife and son.

All this further added to his father's disappointment.

"For Dhea?"

"All for Dhea?"

That was his anger one day.

Now Dhea is knocking on her bedroom door.

Before long the door opened, Syifa immediately ran

hugged him.

"Umi, I want a bike like Riri..!"

Now Syifa was back to whine at him.

"Okay dear, God willing, if the money is enough later buy the same abi!"

Dhea answered while glancing at the abi.

Dhea saw Anajib lying down.

"Not as usual."

Whisper Dhea while approaching.

Now she sat on the bed, and asked her husband.

"Tell me why?"

Dhea asked as she looked at Anajib who kept lying down. Dhea's hand touched her husband's forehead.

"So your body's hot, you're sick bi..?"

Whisper Dhea while continuing to hug her husband's body.

Anajib was smiling.

"I'm not papa, dear."

He answered while looking at Dhea and her hands while stroking Dhea's large belly.

"But the body of the hot abi."

Said Dhea getting anxious now Dhea even felt

guilty, it looks like her husband is exhausted because the journey from a small town to the cottage takes two hours for the pace of a medium motorbike, so the four-hour commute he thought.

Syifa followed her small hand to touch the abi's forehead.

"Any sick yaa umi?"

Ask the umi.

Dhea just nodded.

"Okay Syifa take care of abi ya,umi mo shower."

Dhea's message to her son as she walked away

for shower.

Seeing the bath.

Syifa chose to go out of the room she mo to the princess he said to the abi, then his small steps left his ashes.

"That is.., eyes..."

Syifa's voice continued to call out her eyes.

Just a second split his eyes approached.

Seemed eyang kakung just stand up and stare sharply.

Unlike the eyes of his daughter who is now approaching.

"Darling, if you call eyang you don't have to scream.!"

He said, leading Syifa to sit down.

"What's wrong?"

Follow his daughter, ask Syifa slowly.

Answer innocently.

Instantly, the two eyes looked at each other.

Then Syifa princess hurriedly stepped up

towards Anajib's room.

Slowly he knocked on the door.

Dhea's face was shocked to see her mother-in-law

standing full of question marks.

"May I come in?"

Ask him Dhea.

And Dhea immediately opened the door of her room.

Now the mother-in-law entered the room, directly

approaching Anajib who was lying in bed.

"What pain are you?"

Ask him, sitting on the bed.

Anajib gave a quick glance at Dhea who was sitting at the end of the bed.Tak want his wife more to blame now

Anajib got up from his lying position and tried to sit back.

"No pain ma'am, just wanted to fall down!"

He said to the mother.

But baby, her mother didn't believe that right away

only, now he saw his hand checking the temperature

anajib's body, and that face was very shocked.

"Take your husband, get some medicine!"

he said to the ghost.

"Good, mom.."

Dhea answered not daring to argue.

Then he passed and walked out

chamber.

Now Dhea even felt her stomach feel tight and her waist feels pain.

Dhea stroked her stomach and took a breath.

"Ohh uhh."

Dhea seemed to be holding back pain.

Seeing his loved ones endure the pain Anajib immediately stroked his wife's big belly. He didn't know his wife was having contractions.

"Umi, is it time for delivery?"

Anajib asked as he continued stroking Dhea's stomach. Now the handsome face looks panicked and sweaty.

Seeing her groggy husband, Dhea continued to try hard to endure the pain.

"Let's get between us now midwives!"

said Dhea while pointing to the bag that she had prepared, She had the experience of giving birth to Syifa without the presence of Anajib at her side.

Finally, Anajib took Dhea to the midwife.

Their mother and father went to seek treatment for Anajib.

The car was moving slowly.

Dhea now grabbed the arm of the person next to her.

There is a pain that Anajib feels.

But he held it and still let Dhea continue to grip his arm.

The atmosphere of the highway began to quiet facilitate Anajib

propel car.

And finally the red Avanza car pulled over.

Anajib hastily arrested Dhea.

Just this time the owner of that handsome face felt

his heart beat is beating.

Sweat kept pouring down his handsome face. After getting Dhea to sit in the waiting room. Now the tall body looks frantically registered. Seeing the condition of Dhea the nurses brought a wheelchair and brought Dhea to a room ready for childbirth.

Anajib stepped up not to be left behind.

Didn't want him to let Dhea fight on her own.

Dhea kept clutching Anajib's arm.

It is unbearable for an Anajib to see his soul mate risk his life to give birth to his baby.

"Law..uuhwww..!"

Dhea's voice in the guidance of the midwife.

"Ayoo ma'am .., Breathe in..!"

the words kept sounding over and over again.

I don't know how many times the clock kept turning. Earth that keeps rotating on its axis.

Likewise, Anajib's speech did not stop for a second

always pray for the smooth delivery of Dhea.

After going through the process of opening after opening, and finally the sound of crying of the baby

so beautiful it sounds.

Tears were dripping down his beard.

His lips continued to hold prayers.

Welcoming her baby who is ready to meet

tomorrow together.

Anajib kissed dear Dhea's forehead that was soaked by her sweat.

Thank you, my dear, for the fight.

whispers in Dhea's ear.

And now he's hugging the red baby,

ready to whisper the Adhan in his son's ear.

The burly arm is now full of wounds, that's how happiness sometimes coexists with scarred wounds.

God created everything perfectly.

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