I found my love in the pesantren

episode 36

"how far is it?" ask her while embracing me towards the place

"lumayan but if the word ammah not far from home"

"was there a complaint?" he asked while stroking my stomach

"his son is well understanding of his ummah"

"alhamdulillah if that is the end of this we check whether it was a long time ago on the plane"

"yes abi"

we also ate together while occasionally telling a story. after finishing lunch, ammah and ammi said goodbye to go home. After driving up to the car, the, mas zaky and I headed straight to his room because there was still some work he had to finish.

"want to stay here long?" I asked him when we sat on the couch

"what's wrong?"

"there's nothing just like that"

"fisya where will go mas, but how the same pesantren mas have a big responsibility there. ummi same abah still ngizinin mas far more?"

"not also. even fitting here aja ummi very heavy because you are again pregnant. let alone fitting there is a child more heavy ummi"

"mas talk about the same abah and ummi how good it is. fisya will come wherever mas go"

"no koq baby, we're here until you are born aja. ngak maybe if we go home when you get home.how about if you are born on a plane?"

we talked while mas zaky did his job.after all, we went home and went to the hospital to check my womb.all also to find a female doctor for later birth. after the examination and all the results were healthy and normal, we went home.

....

a few months later

at night when going to sleep, somehow my stomach hurts.mas zaky who was sitting playing hp beside me immediately turned his head.

"why darling?" tannya

"stomach fissure hurts mas"

"mas call ammah ya let ammah here" he said directly call ammah.

I kept stroking my stomach and trying to communicate with my baby. Not long after the ammah came and came straight to me.

"how do you want to be sick?" ask Ammah while stroking my stomach. I just nodded

"when did it hurt?" tanya ummah while helping me to lie on the mattress. ummah stroked my waist

"from noon mah, but not as sick as now"

"to the hospital, you want to go"

we immediately went to the hospital.on arrival there, me and mas zaky went straight into the delivery room while ammah and ammi waited outside.

"mas phone ummah" pinta ku. mas zaky immediately took his cellphone and made a video call with the ummah even though in Indonesia it is now very late. after a few rings, he said, look at the face of the ummah on the screen.

"this is where's my son?" ask the ummah after saying hello

"ummah doain fisya yes" that's all I can say while enduring the pain

"definitely want the same father ummah always pray fisya. fisya strong yes son. call ummi want to ask for the same prayer ummi". I just nodded my head.

not long before the Ummi face on the screen.

"god, son, do you want a baby?" ask ummi

"doain fisya ummi" I told ummi

"definitely son. Ummi prayer is always with you"

"mas belly fisya mas" call me to mas zaky because of the pain I feel more pain

"ummi ummah please pray sorry the phone zaky turn off" mas zaky immediately called the nurse.

"the opening is complete"