CASSANOVA VICTIM

Arkana Daffa

The Part 61

An hour after the operation, Masyitah began to feel pain in the incision scar on his abdomen. The young mother grimaced with the pain.

Fadli could not bear to see his wife in pain. But the man didn't know what to do.

"Well, Ita was in pain," pointed Fadli with the corner of his eye telling his mother.

"Yes, mom knows. The effects of the drug began to disappear so the pain was already felt," said Ridha.

Pure approached the bed, then gently rubbed his son's hands while wiping the sweat on Masyitah's face.

"Well," said Masyitah in a soft voice also weak.

"Yes, kid. Mama's here, your mama and your father-in-law are there too."

Masyitah was silent, trying to close his eyes occasionally heard a small groan from his lips.

"This is the great struggle of a mother, forgive Ita mah," muttered Masyitah in heart.

Dizziness, nausea, and pain in the back make Masyitah uncomfortable. Even the lower half of his body was like numbness the effects of the dope that had not completely disappeared.

Pure could not hide his worries, seeing his mere puppet princess lying weakly helplessly enduring the pain.

The woman who had just been in her grandmother's status turned to her iron, then she approached her.

"Haji's mother, does cesarean delivery have this effect?" tanya Pure worried.

"Yes, the effect can be up to a month or two. The healing process is quite long and must remain in control" Ridha explained.

"Geez, what a pity you son," said Pure slowly.

Hearing his mother's words, Fadli's fear grew. His brain was suddenly unable to think clearly.

"Well, don't scare me so. Just worry," murmured Fadli.

"Not to scare Fad, that's the fact. It takes time to heal the scar!" rida's replying annoyed.

"If you don't believe me, ask the nurse directly. Must be like mom."

"What about my son, Mah?"

"And there's you Fad, what's the point of you being a father and husband, hmm?"

"Already, already. Why are you arguing? Poor Ita was interrupted with a noisy voice!" haji Salim.

In contrast to Murni and Haji Burhan, the two were more silent and did not comment much because of worry and anxiety about the state of his son.

Seeing his son-in-law restless, finally Haji Burhan also said, "Fad, you just rest first. After this you need extra energy to take care of your children and your wife."

Fadli nodded, then moved from his place to walk to the sofa near the bed. Then he threw himself.

Two hours after Fadli spent resting, the man woke up to the sound of crying babies from the next room.

"Well, that's my son's voice!" fadli exclaimed to his mother and father-in-law.

"You recognize her?" tanya Pure is less sure

"Of course, ma'am, I'm going there."

Fadli hurried to his feet, then walked quickly to the nursery next to Masyitah's room.

"Hey, handsome. Papa's here!"

Fadli invited to talk to a little baby who was sleeping in front of him, apparently the sound of crying that he heard was the sound of another baby.

"It turns out you're not the one crying, so papa came here to see you," continued Fadli again

A nurse came over, Fadli asked permission to hold the baby.

"Sus, can I hold him?"

"Can sir. But, you have to wash your hands first to keep it sterile" replied the nurse.

With Fadli's spirit walking towards the sink then washing his hands clean, his smile continued to expand describing his feeling of being so happy.

"Come, kid. Here papa gendong," he murmured.

Carefully Fadli lifted the baby from the bed, his hand movements still stiff, making the nurse keep an eye on Fadli from his seat with an anxious face.

"Yes, sus. I was still stiff, knowing he was my first son."

While holding the baby, Fadli muttered, "oh, yes. Papa hasn't prepared a name for you yet, son."

Five minutes, Fadli felt enough time to chat with his son. The man took the baby down from his carrier and put it back into the bed.

"Sus, I have my son" Fadli said with a smile.

"Yes" said the nurse.

Fadli returned to his wife's room, in the room, his father, mother, and in-laws were still talking as he had left.

Ridha raised her face as Fadli came, then asked, "is your son crying Fad?"

"No, he's sleeping well."

Fadli joined in, sitting between his father and mother. They discussed the plan of aqiqah for the new baby a few hours of birth.

"Fad, we were talking about our grandchildren's qiqahan" Ridha began the conversation.

"Hmm."

"The plan is two weeks away from the event" continued Ridha.

"Isn't it too fast, huh? It's not completely recovered."

"Faster is better, you think Ita will work and prepare all?"

"Who else if not me and Ita" said Fadli

Psqb ....

One loud pat landed on Fadli's thigh, Ridha was annoyed at her son who was speechless.

"Ouuh, sakiit mah!" fadli rubbed his thighs.

"What do you think we are? always underestimate the ability of parents!"

"Hehe, sorry mah. Yes, it's up to you. As long as you don't bother Ita, he still needs a break" Fadli said with a chuckle.

"Oh, yes. Have you prepared his name for Fad?" this time Pure voiced.

Fadli turned to his Mother-in-law, almost forgetting the importance of his son.

"Not mah, later if Ita has improved somewhat," replied Fadli.

It was late in the afternoon, Fadli and Masyitah's parents said goodbye. Fadli was waiting for his wife.

The condition of the Masyitah has also begun to improve. However, his movements were still very limited and could not be as free as before.

"Fad, where are mom and dad?" mashitah's voice still sounded weak

"They're home baby, maybe tomorrow morning come here again."

"Oh, yes. Who's a good name for our son?" ask Fadli.

Still, she had not thought of a proper and good name for her baby. Finally he handed it to Fadli to look for him.

"You're the one who's looking for Fad's exact name, I haven't prepared it at all."

"How about we name Daffa Arkana, you like it?" ask Fadli again.

"Ah, yes, I like Fad. What a beautiful name," replied Masyitah smiling happily.

Because of being too enthusiastic, Masyitah to forget his condition. Until he suddenly grimaced with pain.

Fadli panicked to see the expression on Masyitah's face that changed instantly.

"Why baby? you don't move too much."

"Have it, just rest. Tomorrow we will discuss again, yes" persuaded Fadli.

Masyitah nodded slowly, it turned out that the caesarean delivery was not as beautiful as people imagined. It might even be much heavier than a normal delivery, he thought.

In the morning, Pure and Haji Burhan came back to visit his children and grandchildren. A nurse came to bring the baby Masyitah into the room.

Pure immediately rose to greet her grandson, "aaiih, my handsome grandson. Here's Grandma's big boy!"