Get off the bed

Chapter 66's

"Can I meet our children?" jihan asked softly, his eyes were still dewy yet dry.

"Tomorrow baby, when your body has recovered we will immediately meet Anja and Jani." explained Arick, he actually did not have the heart to separate Jihan with his two children. But what to say, this is how it is.

This mother and child should be treated in a separate room.

Slowly, Arick began to tell the situation of Anja and Jani to Jihan. Everything he told me without anything covered up.

Arick also repeatedly said that everything would be fine. Not only Anja and Jani are struggling babies in the NICU room, many other babies are also experiencing the same thing as their two children.

Arick also asks Jihan to be steadfast and to feel happy with the birth of the twins. Asking Jihan to stop crying and grieving.

Jihan nodded, she also complied when Arick asked her to rest in order to recover soon.

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At 4am, Jihan opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling of the room with a blank look. From earlier trying to fall asleep in fact the eyes still can not be invited to sleep soundly.

His mind was fixed on Anja and Jani who were now in the NICU room.

Did they sleep well?

Are they hungry?

Do they feel cold?

Jihan shook her head slowly, tears flowing down her head covering cloth, hijab. She sobbed, eager to hug her two children, clenched and gave a mother a touch.

Anja, Jani, I really miss you guys, really. O Allah strengthen the hearts of the servants.

Hearing the sound of sobbing, Arick who was asleep on the sofa woke up. From his lying position he saw Jihan crying. His tears flowed, I swear by whatever he was very sad.

Moreover, when he saw the grieving wife like that, he was not strong.

But no, I have to be stronger than Jihan. Inner Arick, he then wiped his tears slowly and rose up to his wife and tried to act ordinary.

"Darling, are you awake?"

Jihan turned her head, she nodded and bit her lower lip resisting sobs.

"I want to meet Mas's children." jihan shrieked in a dotted voice.

Arick nodded, agreeing with the wife's request. He wiped away all of Jihan's tears and showered her face with a kiss.

"Does your ASI feel full?" arick asked, he pulled up a chair and sat down on the side of the bed, clasping Jihan's hand tightly.

Jihan shook her head softly, "No Mas." she replied with a feeling of growing guilt.

"It's okay, maybe because you're stressed that breast milk is reduced" explained Arick.

Jihan did not reply, she continued to blink her eyes quickly, also biting her lower lip holding back the patter of tears from flowing.

"Later to see the kids" Arick said trying to calm down and Jihan nodded enthusiastically.

Sayup-sayup, the sound of the dawn prayer sneaked into Jihan's room, awakening the two to prostrate again. Leave everything to the creator, life and death, even the whole world is his.

So be sad and happy just right, because all this is just a deposit.

Arick performed the morning prayer in the room and Jihan watched from where she lay.

Everyone had gone home, while Mardi and Sofia decided to stay at a hotel near the hospital. Just tell Arick and Jihan here.

Finished with 2 rakaatnya, Arick fold the prayer mat and come back to the wife.

Jihan kissed the back of her husband's hands, and Arick kissed Jihan's forehead long enough.

"You thirsty?" ask Arick.

Jihan smiled then nodded small.

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At 7 am, Diah's doctor came to check on Jihan. Arick uses the opportunity to ask permission for Jihan to be allowed to see her babies.

Slowly, Jihan got up from her sleep and was moved to a wheelchair. Slightly painful, because the stitches of the former operation were still wet.

"Are you okay?" arick asked worriedly when he saw Jihan's grimacing face endure the pain.

"I'm fine Mas." Jihan replied with a small nod.

Jihan, Arick and Diah eventually head to the NICU to meet Anja and Jani.

Along the way, Jihan smiled, feeling happy when she wanted to see her children. Repeatedly he called out the names of Anja and Jani in his heart.

Arriving at the NICU, Diah and Arick wear special clothes for visitors, while Jihan only uses masks and gloves.

Diah guides Arick and Jihan to meet her two children. Until there, Jihan's smile that had developed immediately disappeared. He saw 2 small babies in the incubator with the names ANJA and JANI.

Jihan closed her mouth tightly with both hands. Holding back so that her crying doesn't break.

Neither Anja nor Jani, both of whom were shone with blue rays, knew what they were for. Even from the nose and mouth of his two children were given a hose.

O Allah.

His heart was like it was sliced to see the situation of his two children, if possible, let him just replace the position.

"Patience Ji." said Diah trying to calm down, he even stroked Jihan's back for a moment.

"Sir Arick, please Anja and Jani diadzani." said Diah to Arick, yesterday when Anja and Jani were born did not allow Arick to accuse his two children.

Anja and Jani are now stable, although they are still in intensive care.

Arick nodded in response, then approached between his two cub incubators.

With a quivering sound, he began to chant the Adhan.

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar's

Asyhadu allaa illalaha

Asyhadu anna Muhammadar

Hayya 'alashshalaah

Hayya 'alalfalaah

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar's

Laa ilaaha.

Jihan's tears could not stop, especially when she heard her husband's voice echoing the Adhan with a heavy voice, it was seen if Arick was holding back from crying.

Finished mengazani his two children, Arick crouched before Jehan kissed the back of his wife's hand.

"Thank you dear." said Arick sincerely, tears streaming down the corner of his eyes.

Hurriedly Jihan wiped away the tears, then nodded quickly.

"Let's go out." take Diah, either Jihan or Arick according. They were not allowed to stay in this room for long.

"They're pretty just like you." said Arick.

Now that he and Jihan are back in the ward, Arick is helping Jihan lie down. Diah is back to work too.

"Honey do not stress, so that the breast milk back a lot" said Arick again, when Jihan was lying perfectly.

"Eat a lot, sleep well. That doesn't mean you're being a selfish mother, but it's all for the kids." explains Arick again, he removes the remains of Jihan's tears still stuck to his cheeks.

"Pity is also Zayn, at home only with mbak Puji and Asih. So let's get excited."

Jihan started to smile a little, she felt very lucky to have Arick as her husband.

"Yes Mas." replied Jihan enthusiastically.