Dusk Rainbow

Farhan, Farid, Farida

"There is no one important to Raisya but you" said Mother stroking Devan's shoulder, which is currently sitting against the wall. 

Since arriving at the hospital, Devan did not accompany Raisya indoors, he could not hear the woman's groaning which was painful for him, and chose outside with the others. 

"Yes, Van. You're the only strength for him and your children, so come in!" mahesa's father.

Randu's father came closer and hugged Devan who was still trembling with tears.

"Dad was once in your position, every human being can only live what God has destined, we will all pray for Raisya."

Devan looked up, looking fixedly at Randu's father.

"Raisya will be fine."

Dad Randu nodded. Convincing Devan to stay strong against everything. Devan moved, he wiped his tears and entered. 

Still the same as before, Raisya moaned at the bed, some doctors were already there, accompanied by a nurse who also carried out her duties.

"How's my wife doing, Doc?" ask Devan to Meta's doctor.

The doctor nodded without a sound. Because, from the spelling came there has been no development in the slightest.

Devan approaches Raisya and kisses her forehead.

"Dok, it's not better to do surgery," Pinta Devan. However, his eyes were not sidetracked from Raisya's face which was filled with sweat.

"I don't want to" Raisya replied instantly. 

"But baby __"

"Sister, I don't want surgery, I want to give birth normally" Raisya whined expectantly.

"But __"

Raisya clasped Devan's hand tightly as the pain returned. 

Doctor Meta again checked it for the last few times.

"Doctor, it's opening ten, we can do it now."

A miracle, the almost desperate Meta doctor is finally excited.

Devan's heart raced when the lamp under Raisya's feet was brightly lit, there was fear, anxiety all mixed so that he could do nothing.

Doctor, listen to my instructions later, so doctor Meta said.

O God, save my wife and children, to You is the only place we ask for everything.

"Stop!" devan said he detained Meta's doctor, who is currently holding the scissors. 

"What are the scissors for?" ask Devan to investigate. 

At the crucial moment, he could still think clearly with the cutting tool.

"To tear the hymen of doctor Raisya, why?" answer Doctor Meta honestly. 

There is no point that is scary for Devan other than at this time, he can not imagine how the pain felt by his wife, and he also can not support her.

Silent, Devan wants to prevent Meta's doctor, but Raisya's scalp successfully anesthetizes his lips, he cannot act alone, and follows everything the doctor and nurse do.

The atmosphere was tense again as Raisya contracted.

The sister who was on Raisya's side continued to help Raisya catch her breath, while the one beside her head was also occasionally pressing on Raisya's upper stomach, the doctor and some of the sisters below continued to give instructions to Raisya.

Oh God, so great is the struggle of a wife who wants to bear a child, how glorious are those who never complain when nine months pregnant, now I know, why don't you envy when your kids love you more. I'll do the same.

Devan continued to kiss Raisya on the forehead, strengthening the woman who was beginning to look exhausted.

"Come on, Doctor, one more time!" ask doctor Meta firmly.

Raisya again gripped Devan's hand firmly, and tightened his teeth, three times straining, finally the first baby born accompanied by a melodious cry.

Devan smiled faintly when he saw the blood-soaked baby boy in the hands of the nurse.

"Sister, sick," complained Raisya. 

Devan nodded. 

"Our son was born, but there are still two in here." Devan stroked Raisya's stomach which was still bloated.

Unlike earlier which was filled with struggle, this time Raisya felt a little light while straining.

Ten minutes after the birth of his first son, the second son was born.

"Dear." 

Devan began to panic and continued to stroke Raisya's cheek.

"You gotta keep your eyes open, look at me! Okay," Devan's pinta, he kept looking into Raisya's eyes that were beginning to narrow. 

"Come on Doctor, his head is visible."

"Let's go!"

For the umpteenth time Raisya strained, almost twenty minutes, finally his third baby was born, after which Ari-ari followed a few seconds later.

Finally Devan breathed a sigh of relief as the cry re-echoed, a bursting kiss landed on the tired face of Raisya.

However, as soon as the smile disappeared as Raisya let go of his grasp, the narrowed eyes were now perfectly closed along with the silence of his baby daughter's cries.

"Darling, this doctor why my wife?"

Doctor Meta immediately installed a breathing apparatus for Raisya.

"Please get out first!"

"No, I want to be here with my wife."

"She, we know that if you are very worried, Dr. Raisya is just exhausted, nothing will happen, please help us to pray," asked Dr. Meta. 

Devan opts out with tears piled up in the fertilizer. 

After the door opened, Devan immediately scattered to hug Mother. 

"Congratulations, your baby is finally born."

"But Raisya fainted mother, now she's unconscious."

The news made everyone uneasy considering Randu's father at that time after the mother Arum gave birth to David.

Arum is not aware yet, Ma'am.this should be more than the time prescribed by the doctor, I'm afraid.

At that time Arum had a disease, while Raisya was healthy.

Mother Sabrina brushed off negative feelings. 

"Raisya is just tired, you're sure everything will be fine."

Mother continues to calm Devan who is still as unwilling as to remember the condition of Raisya during childbirth.

The door opened, three sisters came out with a tiny baby in her cradle. 

"Allah, Allah, they are born safe."

Mother and mother Aya took over the baby, while the other was in Mahesa's father's arms. 

After taking ablution water, Devan immediately persecuted his sons and daughters.

All quietly listened to the chants of Adhan Devan, although in a soft voice, it sounded so melodious that the baby looked very calm and peaceful.

Devan kissed the three babies in turn and smiled.

For the sake of you now the mother fainted, be children who are as good as the mother, the prayer Devan in the heart. 

"Well, granddad, what's his name, Van?" ask Mahesa's father. 

"Farhan, Farid, and Farida, they will bear the names of our two families, Like Rahardjo." 

"What a great name, hopefully a great kid."

Devan smiled then looked at the door that was still tightly closed.

Get up, honey. Me and the kids need you, don't break my spirit to be a father, because without you I wouldn't have a purpose in life anymore.

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