Gus ROKHIM, The Wound Cover

CHAPTERS 109. Be born

" Dear forgive me...!" Gus Rokhim apologized while crying, while Himma just smiled and nodded, Himma did not turn on her husband even she was very understanding because her husband was a doctor so putting patients first was her duty and responsibility.

" Look .a.I want a drink." Himma said with a stern voice.

" A..I'll get it, baby....!". Gus Rokhim ran out to get a drink for his wife who was groaning in pain.

As fast as lightning Gus Rokhim had already returned with a hunting breath.

" I. It's dear." Say it while helping Himma wake up to make it easy to drink.

" ah.... Sick mas...ah...!" Hymma for the umpteenth time

Gus Rokhim gently rubbed his stomach and turned to the back of the himma while occasionally wiping his tears.In this man's heart is praying." O Allah, forgive me my sins and my wife's sins, Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim by saying Your name O Allah let this servant of yours who bear the pain felt by my wife.Make it easy and radiate all give salvation to both O Allah.Amin.amin.

This man's lips did not stop reciting do'a to his wife and child.Once Gus Rokhim kissed Himma's forehead to channel the power.

" Yes....!" Choking himma grabbed the arm of Gus Rokhim.at this time he felt a push from inside that made him want to push.but Himma as much as possible to hold back from straining because the doctor said the opening of his birth canal was not perfect.

" Patience dear doctor says the opening is not perfect.Hold baby don't push.There I am here, there I am." Gus Rokhim was sobbing to see the Manahan Himma of pain, while his wife's body was already soaked with sweat.

Gus Rokhim brought his face closer to Himma's stomach and said", Dear father's son, be born quickly so that Mother does not hurt anymore, dear father you."

As understood by his father's words, the himma stomach suddenly very heartburn, more heartburn again and again until Himma could not bear the sense of urgency in his intimate area.

" Dear...." Shouted Gus Rokhim.

Panicked Gus Rokhim immediately pressed a button to call the doctor because the baby's head was out.

How else would Gus Rokhim take action even though he was not a gynecologist at least Gus Rokhim knew the first action he had to do.

" Let's go baby, one more time ...."Gus Rokhim widens his thighs.

" A........!" Himma pushed with all her might.

" gr..oek...oek...!" The sound of baby crying filled the delivery room, Gus Rokhim immediately lifted the body of his baby and cut his umbilical cord.Just right the door of the delivery room opened.Gus Rokhim immediately handed his newborn son to the nurse to be cleaned.While he immediately approached Himma and gave him a kiss on Himma's forehead, cheeks and lips the woman who had just risked her life for the sake of their baby.

" Thank you, baby, you're amazing." His whisper was interrupted - between his kisses as occasionally Gus Rokhim rubbed the sweaty globules that soaked the face of the woman he loved so much.

" Thank God...." Lirih Himmah.

Meanwhile the nurse finished cleaning the baby boy Fruit love from the couple Gus Rokhim and Himma.Then the nurse handed him over to Gus Rokhim to be adzani.

" Bismilbornrahmanirrahim...." Gus Rokhim uttered Adhan in the right ear and iqomah in the left ear of the baby, after Gus Rokhim finished praying for the baby.

" Allahummaj alhu barran Taqiyyan Rashidan wa anbithu bil islami nobatan hasanatan."(( O Allah make him a good man, a righteous man, and an intelligent man, Grow him in Islam with good growth.)" Gus Rokhim blew his son's yam before the baby he was a year to Himma Gus Rokhim peeping his baby's forehead three times.