BECAUSE IT'S...YOU!! Mother-IN-LAW

ZAHRA GAVE BIRTH

CHAPTER 52.

ZAHRA POV

Two weeks have passed, I finally returned to doing activities at home. Dona eventually went to prison but was released after a week in prison for being redeemed by her parents.

But Dona no longer lives in Santi's house, she contracts near the highway with Basuki mas and lives alone there. Santi came home every day to help me cook. He is now learning to cook with me and the plan is that he will make a kecl stall in front of his house. Soto ayam warung.

The harvest this time was the same as the previous harvest, abundant in its harvest. Our seventh month is seven months. We didn't do it for four months because there was a bleeding incident. We finally had a seven-monthly event.

We hold a celebration and share the ramjak by handing out money to sell and buy his pot. Thankfully, the show finished well. We are happy because the sales of the song are running out, and the custom of this sunda is held because I am from Bandung.

Enter the ninth month every two days we check into the clinic and the results are also good. I was told to walk a lot because let the baby come down under her head. He should be visited frequently by his father.

That morning, I used to prepare black coffee for my husband on the terrace. And I went back in to cook breakfast in the kitchen. Mom's sweeping the floor. As soon as I got to the dinner table, there was a small sound and I saw water running down my legs.

"Oh ma'am, my water broke!" my word.

"Oh yes, come on Zahra you have to go to the clinic immediately" said Mother.

I walked to the terrace.

"My amniotic fluid broke, ma'am, let's go to the clinic."

"Huh, the water broke? Come on, you're sitting here, I'm taking the bag I've prepared inside." Then Mas Farhan went into the room and brought a bag of clothes, Mother immediately locked the house and took a rickshaw ride to the maternity clinic.

Up there, I was induced by a midwife and it hurt a lot. My examination has opened four. And still waiting until the maximum opening at least eight new deliveries.

"Dear, how?" ask husband.

"Sick mas, mules...!"

"Hold, baby, I don't know what else this is.."

I endured her very painful pain.

After two hours of pain relief, the midwife checked the opening and it turned out to have entered opening seven.

"Yuk ma'am, now we're going into labor. Pull nafasss....Buhang...."

So a few times.

"Congratulations...Doroong.....Yaaa....Keep mom....Hold first...Breathe in again...Terussss..dorrong...Halann....Take a breath first you throw it away again.again mom.."

Twice the impulse and then my son was born. His daughter is very strong and cant.

"Oweeeekkkkk...."

"Owww.eeeeekkkk..."

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, born, baby girl ma'am."

"Alhamdulillah...."Then I fell asleep. The nurse came out of the delivery room and called.

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FARHAN POV

"THE FAMILY OF AZZAHRA'S MOTHER.."

"Yes my sister," I said.

"Sir, the child is born, girl," said the nurse.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah," I prostrated myself on the floor with both hands looking forward.

"Father, in Adzani and in Iqomahi?"

"Well Sister, I'll take Wudhu for a second!"

I went straight to the ablution and returned to the delivery room. After that I lifted my tiny and beautiful baby, not realizing I let out my tears, I tried and cherished my daughter. After that I kissed her forehead and put it back in her baby box.

Then I walked out of the delivery room. I saw Zahra cleaning her body in a state of sleep. Once outside, I met Mom and Santi who had come with a bag for the hospital.

"Where's Han? Girl or boy?"

"Female mom. I'm going to the service first, ma'am, would like to book a room for Zahra."

"Yes, what class?"

"Third grade's a bu."

Once there Zahra woke up. Mom and Santi congratulate Zahra.

"Zahra, congratulations, thank you for giving a granddaughter to me."

"Yes mom's the same."

"Zahra, congratulations, I'm sorry that we do bad things to you."

"Hm, yes Santi, everyone has faults and sins."

"Darling, want to eat?" I offered him.

"Yes, I'm hungry" he replied.

"Well, I bought you a meal first, everybody ate, Mom? Santi?"

"Yes Han, thank you."

I walked to the stalls around the clinic and bought a lot of food for them.

After an hour later, my son was taken to the room to be given ASI and ASI zahra was out.

"Have you come out, baby?" my many.

"Yes, Alhamdulillah" he answered.

We're home tomorrow morning. There are some neighbors who come to see the baby's grandpa. I must give a name in order to be taken care of by my son's Birth Deed. Thinking and weighing, I also see a lot from the internet. Finally my daughter's name is MOON PERMATASARI CONDRO.  Condro is my last name.

Many neighbors praised how beautiful the Moon, as the name suggests, is very white and clean. Her nose is slightly pointed, making the Moon look very beautiful.

"Farhan, how'd it go?" ask my neighbor who is the culprit of gossip.

"Hahahaha, Kayak mpok never make aje?" answer hence.

"Well, this is a very beautiful child, is that his nose? Didn't my mom and dad get stuck?" ask The Empok.

"Hahahaha, Mpok, the grandfathers of the Moon's nose are soaring!" my answer.

"Ah is real? Yes, too, Mr. Lo mancung, Han. Elo aje the manclem!"

“Ape tuh Manclem, mpok?”

“Put to dalem!”

HAHAHAHA

"Well, it's true, said because of his great-grandfather. Father and mother do not need to be sharp, do udehh practice...Hahahaha!” mas Farhan chuckled.

"Can aje lo, tell me how to make it?" Curious about Mpok.

"Well, if you want to know yes, to mak Hasnah deh, then let mak Hasnah you know..!" I answered because I was confused as to what to say.

"Iyeah, I'm curious how to make a good kid like gini. My son is a pretty girl but idungnye is not like this, Han!"

Zahra chuckled at the chattering.

Two days later we performed Hakekah for the Moon, and cut off one goat. Paklek, Bulek and Yunis came to the house the day before the event to help with preparations.

The Hakekah event went well and many neighbors who came were added to the Mothers' study group. The event took place with great solemnity, Zahra and I shed tears while cutting the Moon's hair.

The event was finished and after the prayers of the bersamaan magrib we all beberes. There are some neighbors who still help at home to clean up and return all the furniture.

After the prayer, we had dinner together. We gathered on the terrace after dinner. Black coffee for me and Paklek is available at the table.

"Paklek, thank you, my family has helped from the beginning to the end of the event" I said.

"Ah ordinary Farhan, his name is also the same nephew, we will have to help. Paklek only helps as much as possible, replied Paklek.

"Yes paklek, if there is no paklek, I also bother, hehehe."

"Here is Han."

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