FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

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Now I'm in one of the delivery rooms, which is in one of the private hospitals.

“Aaahhh ... Zaiiiinnn stomach I hurt so much” many times I moaned, while squeezing his hands. I occasionally unconsciously clawed his hand.

“Adduuuhhh ... Brother patiently yaa” Zain back scratching, a moment later, I see his eyes glazed.

“Sister, sorry to have blinded Brother in pain” He stroked my head gently, then kissed my forehead, “Suffering brother yaa”.

“It's getting sicker, it's sicker than it was”.

“Doctor!! How do I let Kak Yas not be in pain anymore??” zain asked the doctor who handled me, and he looked very frustrated.

“Sabar yes Sir, Mom, this is just the opening of five kok, enjoy every process” replied the Doctor relaxed.

“Apppaaaa??? So this is still a long time?!” exciting Zain.

“What do you want to enjoy?? This hurts?!” my yelling.

Doctor smiles “If you can not push first yes Mom, relax, if Mom pushes from now, it can cause the baby's head Mother will lengthen” explained Doctor.

“Like pinocchio Doc??” ask Zain suddenly.

“The long Pinocchio is his nose Pak” replied Doctor laughing.

“Ah, yes I forgot” Zain back scratching.

“Ahh ... Doctor!! How does something break from my stomach?!!” I shouted, when I felt something breaking like a balloon in my stomach, what is my baby??.

The doctor immediately checked, “Ooohhh this water has ruptured, but the opening is not perfect, wait a little longer ya Bu”.

“A minute again??? From now on, but when is Doc??” I began to get impatient.

“Cucuku!!! my grandson is born??” suddenly a group of people entered without orders.

“Mamah .. hiks ..” I hugged Mamah, who suddenly came and made a noise.

“Love dear, Yas must have strong” Mamah and Mamer gave me spirit.

“Mamah, it turns out to give birth to this sick huh?? Sorry Yas ya Mah, Yas many wrong” my tears broke, it turned out that giving birth could be as painful as this, I had to risk my life for the birth of my son.

“Relax dear, Yas son Mamah must be strong, Yas can” Mamer hugged me, while crying tears.

“Good, Mother, now that the opening is complete, who wants to accompany Ms Yasmin??” ask the doctor suddenly.

Mamah and Zain looked at each other, seeing Zain repeatedly swallow his saliva with great difficulty, maybe he could not bear to see me continue to endure the pain.

“I'll just” Zain forward, and the Mamahs immediately retreated, coming out of the room while chattering.

“Alright, now that Ms. Yasmin is following my directions yes, Ms. Yasmin took a deep breath, then pushed ya” Doctor's orders, and I followed her directions.

“Eeeeeuuuhhhh ... hhhuuuhhh ... I'm not strong Dok” I said while panting.

As Zain grew more anxious, cold sweat began to drench his clothes.

“Sister, Brother should be spirit well, for the sake of our son!!” Zain clutched my hand tightly, giving me full strength.

Again, I took a deep breath.

“Eeeeeeuuuuhhhhhhh ..”

Bbrruuukkkk ...

Suddenly Zain fell down, weakly helpless on the floor.

“Hah??? Zaiiiinnn why did you even faint anyway??? How am I???!!” I shouted, while feeling the growing pain.

“Basic husband cemen!!” my yelling.

Finally the doctor ordered one of his sisters to bring Zain to the ER room.

I returned to continue my struggle, giving birth alone, without being accompanied by Zain, maybe it was his destiny, I must be a mighty woman.

Ten minutes later ...

“Ooooeeeekkkkk .. ooooeekkk .. oooeeekkkkk ... “

Finally a tiny baby girl who still looks very red was born in this world. I was so excited when I first saw her. A nun took it, then put it on my chest, a sense of haru, pride, joy immeasurably enveloped my heart. I was so happy, being able to be a mother, every pain I felt just now, suddenly disappeared when I saw her sleep soundly on my chest.

“Thank you so much Doctor” without feeling I shed tears haru and happy.

The doctor nodded and walked out of the room, leaving me and my sleeping baby in the crib.

“Eh, sister?? Where's my husband?” my question, confused as well, how is the situation of the young Papah now?.

“Emmhh .. Mother's husband, just woke up, maybe he will come here” replied Sister with a smile, I nodded.

Shortly thereafter ....

“Sayang .. !!!” Zain came panting, then hugged me tightly, then kissed me on my forehead.

“Zain, we become parents” I cry in his arms.

“Where is our child?” ask her, while approaching her baby crib.

“Assalamu’alaikum darling, Papah adzanin you used to yah” Zain holds his son, then accuses him. I stared at Zain's activities with a full day.

“Cucuku, where's my grandson??” suddenly the parents came back with a stir.

“Halllooo ... “ They are scrambling to hold her granddaughter.

“Ish ... quiet, everyone should queue if they want to see my daughter!!” zain shouted as he spread his hands.

“Is ... You can't wait, I want to see my grandson!!” shouted Mamah.

“Cannot besan, I used” Mamer do not want to lose.

“Ish, yes already suwit aja” Zain twisting both his eyeballs, folding his hands on the chest.

“Yes already, we together aja” finally they compact.

“Loh?? Kok Papah is already my baby!” they shouted compactly, when they saw Papahs holding his grandchildren.

“Eeehhheeeee ..” the Papah compact laugh.

“Kakak .. “ suddenly Tina and Bi Inah came while dragging their respective legs, which looked very trembling.

“Tina, Aunty, thank you so much for helping me earlier” I smiled looking at those who looked limp.

“I, for whatever sake, just first saw the person who wanted to give birth Kak, I'm really afraid” Tina hugged me “Congratulations yes Sis, already so Iu” whispered in my ear, I'm sure, I nodded and smiled.

“Non, for whatever sake Aunty does not want again, invited by non Tina, Aunt's heart feels like it wants to be dislodged!!” exclaimed Bi Inah, while massaging her chest.

I'm back laughing, “forgive us ya Bi”

“Congratulations ya Non, already Ibu” Bi Inah hugged me with a taste of haru.

“Thanks Bi, thank you all”

“Yasmine!!! how does it feel to give birth??” suddenly three creatures entered my room with many gifts in hand.

“Tante Meta, Om Bayu, Riyan” They hug me compact.

“It feels like giving birth is addictive, it feels like wanting again” I replied, while grinning.

“Hhahaaahhha” They laugh happily.

“O yes Zain?? What'd you name your son??” ask Aunt Meta suddenly.

Everyone in the room looked at Zain, waiting for Papah's reply,

“My daughter, I will name Rainbow Amadia Zain, meaning a daughter who is full of love and kindness” said Zain with a smile.

“Aaahhh Beautiful name, hay rainbow ..” greet Aunt Meta while menoel cheeks Rainbow.

Rainbow my daughter, may she become a child of prayer, may she be my helper in the hereafter, may she be able to become an unbroken charity for her parents.

Aamiins.

Meet world Rainbow Amadia Zain.

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