Divine Destiny

#63

Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and months continue to spin and roll not felt now the age of the womb Rahma has stepped on eight months and soon will give birth.

Thin body Rahma more and more puffed up the age of her womb makes Azam more anxious just to see it and always want to pinch the cheeks.

But there is also a sense of secrecy to see it because Rahma is increasingly difficult to do activities especially if you want to wake up must find a comfortable position first can only wake up. Making Azam must be extra careful to see the way the pregnant tribulation sometimes Azam always holds or memapah Rahma.

All the preparations of the lahiran have been prepared to welcome the champion of both even though the first Azam can not see it.

" Would you choose normal or not? " ask Azam while stroking Rahma's distended stomach.

" The desire is normal because Ade wants to feel like a mother's struggle even though he said it hurts but Ade wants to feel it. But what will God alone" Rahma replied at length while leaning her head on the chest of the field of Azam.

The two of them were enjoying a very beautiful afternoon with orange sky in the garden behind Azam's house accompanied by a flower bed.Adding a romantic impression of its own for the couple.

Because happiness is quite simple with the people we love and care for still clutching tightly with each other never take off.

Happiness is also not in the value of the material but seen how our partner still makes us smile and happy. No tears.

" May Allah will what Ade wants" Azam said softly as he kissed Rahma's head.

" Amin" said Rahma.

" Dear enter yuk, already want almost magrib" said Azam Rahma just nodded in agreement.

With care Azam memapah Rahma because the pregnant step is getting smaller because of the difficulty of the road.

" Go straight to the bathroom"

" Yes"

Rahma took wuhdu water as well as Azam, they prayed magrib congregation.

Rahma was very grateful to Allah for having betrothed Azam to her. The beginning of Rahma that has not been received by the presence of Azam in his heart because there is another heart that has been lodged.But in fact God wants something else that we want not necessarily it is the best for us and maybe something we don't want is the best thing for us.

The thing that has been natural Rahma we just have to make a conto to the position.

Azam was also very grateful because God had put their story together because it revealed that what we declare precisely God will return perfectly.

The once frozen heart has now melted because of the tenderness, affection, love and responsibility that Azam gave to Rahma. Make Rahma feel comfortable and protected near the figure of Azam until God turns the heart back to be whole again for Azam to have although there must be many obstacles that they have to live.

Because of that, household life there are always romantic spices, quarrels, disbelief, upset, ignorant, tired and so on.

So do not make the initial quarrel of destruction make the initial quarrel to mature to respect each other's partners.

"Aw." cried Rahma holding her big belly, her breath up and down withstanding the pain. The longer the more pain Rahma felt.

" Mas..." cried Rahma because Azam was kitcheny to cook because Rahma was difficult to move to make Azam pity if his wife cooked.

"Hik... Mas... aching.. " cried Rahma again but dear Azam did not hear it, Rahma tried to walk but very difficult because the pain in her stomach is very deep that Rahma had never felt before ,cold sweat had already poured into his temple.

"Hic.. Mas. please" Rahma's voice weakened.

While Azam smiled to see that his work was done and served it on a plate, then Azam did not forget to pour water into a glass and bring it to the room.

"Cabitel... "

Prangs......

"Astagfirullah Ade" cried Azam frantically both his eyes glared at the state of his wife who was very weak trying to wake up. Azam immediately ran no matter the plate and glass that Azam had dropped because he was surprised to become broken.

" Astagfifullah Dek, Ade why? " Azam panicked and tried to raise his wife.

" Hua... I am sick. Ade wants to give birth... Ade was also peeing. hik. "a crooked Rahma faltered with the pain of her hand clutching Azam's shoulder tightly.

Azam carefully carried his wife towards the car. Azam sensed that some liquid had penetrated into his hand that maybe his armpit had already broken.

" Patience Dek. istigfar continues so as not to be too sick" said Azam and immediately turn on his car his chest up and down to see the state of the wife who continues to complain of pain.

" Astagfirullah's... Astagfirulah.... Ah.... Mas sick hik. hik.

Make Azam when the fog because of pity on the wife. Azampun's car arrived at the hospital. Azam carried the wife again despite Azam's weight.

" Quickly bring it to the delivery room" said the doctor who approached Azam at the Sister's. Azam nodded and followed the steps of the Doctor. Azam carefully put his wife to sleep in the gurney.

" ah... Mas. "the cry of Rahma hugged Azam's neck channeling pain made Azam immediately looked down sick.

The doctor and nurse prepared everything.

" Mommy.please listen to instructions from me well" said the Doctor.

"Pull in a deep breath and take it out slowly, try to do it"

Rahma did the doctor's instruction" huh.... Ah... ah.. pain. "the screams of Rahma increasingly gripped Azam's shoulder made Azam grimace fresh blood out stained Azam's shirt.

" Let's keep going like that breathe out... "

" Huh. huh.... Ah..... Ah..... "

"A little more Buk..... "

" Ah... pain Doc.... "

" Mom relax well.try taking a deep breath again deep and get out... "

Rahma's breath from earlier hunting, clear liquid had flooded both the cheeks and shoulders of Azam, cold sweat also comes along to show how desperate the struggle of a mother giving birth to a baby into the world.Fighting between death and life so that her child can survive.

Now Rahma understood so much the struggle of the Mother to give birth to her, take care of, educate and spread herself until now God wants Rahma to feel the struggle of being a mother ,there is pleasure and happiness mixed with the pain that Rahma felt and never felt like Rahma felt now.

"I'm sorry Rahma Bun" Rahma's inner scream gripped Azam's shoulder either already what Azam's condition now his shoulder is getting bloody because of the grip of Rahma's nail piercing strong.

Like channeling the pain Azam could feel it and tampa Azam realized his finger earlier he had melted the clear liquid in his eye saw fertilizer, he said, the screams of the wife in pain made Azam imagine how the Mamah fought for him between life and death to the point that his mother was in a coma while giving birth to him.

" Hua.... Ah.. "creep the screams of Rahma.

"Oe.. oe.... "

The sound of baby crying sounds loud in the all-white room that makes Rahma relax and haru feel enveloped him as well as Azam.

" There is one more thing to take out" said the doctor.

Darr....

Making Azam and Rahma surprised instead of playing guessed one child in her womb it turns out there are two article Doctors who always check routine Rahma every month do not say the baby is two and when in USG too the baby has one.

It turns out that God's other will turns out that man's predictions are sometimes not in line with God's destiny and decrees.So cheaply God in his love gives a double happiness for those who want to be sincere in the path of his destiny.

When Azam and Rahma sincerely for the loss of her baby, it turns out that God replaced with Rahma's pregnancy again and at the time of giving birth, it turns out that God loves happiness at the same time by giving twins.

Verily 'Fabiayyi allaairabikuma tukadziban "The wisdom of your Lord which you have denied"

God has replaced it with a much better one, sometimes what we want is not necessarily the best and vice versa what we do not want is sometimes good for us.

So be patient and reveal the best key to live life to the creator's ridho.

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Seriate....