Istikharah Love Jibril Emerson

Bonchap 2 - Birth of the Princess

Perhaps true, women are the most elusive creatures to understand. In addition to having emotions that are so sensitive, the way women think is much different from men. However, women are one of the most beautiful creatures that are a gift and are much needed by a man. It was also felt by Jibril, at first he thought the most difficult thing in his life was to live his business, forgetting Eliza when their love did not get blessing. But Jibril was wrong, apparently the hardest thing in his life was to face the mood booster wife while pregnant. And it had to go through Jibril for 9 months.

Not only did Jibril have to sacrifice time for his wife, but his ego, emotions and self-esteem really had to be put aside in order to create the peace of the household he dreamed of. However, Jibril also could not deny the happiness that can only be given by the wife. The descendants

Currently Jibril and Eliza are in the hospital in the village, rather they are in the delivery room since 25 minutes ago. Elizabeth tried her best to give birth to this first child, she also did not cry even though she actually felt as if she was dying. However, who cried incessantly justri Jibril because he could not bear to see his wife who was so in pain.

"Lora Jibril, I think you should go away, we're not focused on seeing you cry like this" said the doctor who handled Elizabeth. This was the third time Jibril had been expelled but the man was reluctant to move into his place.

"I want my wife, Doc, to feel sorry for her pain" replied Jibril as he wiped the tears with the back of his left hand while his right hand held Eliza tightly.

"Husshh, be patient, yes" Eliza said with a gasp of breath. Eliza's whole body was soaked in sweat, the struggle for childbirth turned out to be really terrible and now Eliza knows why a mother has a higher level of glory than a father.

Being pregnant for 9 months is certainly not an easy thing, it is very torturous even Eliza can not sleep well. However, she still felt so happy about her first pregnancy especially Jibril who was always there for her, treating her like a queen.

The doctor and the nurse who accompanied the delivery process Elizabeth could only shake her head because what was calmed was Jibril and what calmed Elizabeth.

This is also a surprise for them because Jibril who had been looking cold and stiff turned out to cry like a child.

"You are strong, my dear" whispered Jibril as he rubbed Eliza's sweat.

"Push again, Neng El," cried the Doctor. "Disregard that crybaby husband of yours," he muttered annoyedly.

"Come, honey, push, bismillah."

Eliza pushed back as quietly as possible, she followed the instructions of the Doctor who also told her to catch her breath and exhale.

While outside, Abi, Ummi and the rest of the family waited impatiently. Unceasingly they prayed, asking for Eliza's labor to be facilitated. The mother and her son survived and remained healthy.

Eliza's parents, who are still in Jakarta, are also monitoring their daughter's birth through a video call with Ummi Firda.

"Still a long time, Ma'am?" mrs Jill asked, she looked worried.

"It's God's soon, Ma'am," replied Umm Firda when she herself did not know when Elizabeth's struggle would be over.

Inside the delivery room, the atmosphere felt so gripping, Jibril continued to encourage the wife while occasionally she wiped her own tears. Only this time Jibril witnessed firsthand the process of giving birth which is really not easy, even every second life can be taken.

The doctor continues to give Eliza instructions.

After nearly an hour of death fighting, the sound of crying was finally heard the baby who instantly made all the pain Elizabeth felt evaporate. Now Eliza and Jibril are both crying, they are like travelers who find water in the middle of the sand on a very hot day.

"Alhamdulillah, this is a very beautiful little angel" said the doctor with a smile, he pointed the blood-soaked baby at Gabriel and Eliza.

"God willing, he is beautiful, dear, as beautiful as you are" praised Jibril as he looked at Eliza lovingly, he peeked at her forehead many times. "Thank you for that" he said.

"Sama-sama," Eliza replied with a chuckle that made Jibril also chuckle. Eliza was so happy that she didn't know what to say to show her happiness.

The doctor asked the nurse to immediately clean the baby, after it was finished, Jibril immediately adzani his daughter did not forget he recited the best prayers for his little princess.

After that, Eliza was also prepared to be transferred to a regular nursing room, while Jibril now went out to see her mother.

"Ummi.." call Jibril in a trembling voice.

"Why, Son?" ask Ummi Firda. However, instead of answering the mother's question, Jibril immediately rested at his mother's feet while crying until tears fell at the mother's feet.

"Jibril, what's wrong?" Ummi Firda immediately jongkong, he held the shoulder of his son who shook because he continued to cry. Jibril's actions apparently attracted the attention of the people there.

"I'm sorry" said Jibril. "I can't be a filial son to you yet, but Ummi gave birth to me at the risk of my life." Ummi Firda smiled at what her son said. He pulled Jibril until the man stood up.

Who heard Jibril's grievance came smiling while shaking their heads, they even started whispering about the man. "If a sholeh child like Jibril feels unfilial to his mother, how are the children who still often defy and even yell at their parents?"

"Why does she feel so disobedient to her mother? When she talks to her mother, her voice is very low."

"Maybe true, the more sholeh a person is, the more he feels that there is less in him."

In fact, the father also felt inexhaustible with what was in the mind of Jibril. In the past, he had feared what his descendants would become considering that he himself was born and grew up covered in human blood and sin in humans especially in God. However, he had an angelic wife so his offspring were good people.

"I'm sorry for all my mistakes, Ummi," said Jibril again, wiping away the tears that soaked his cheeks.

"You are a very devoted child, son," said Ummi Firda. "And may you also have children who are as devoted to you as you are to us."

"Aamiin's." His father guaranteed quickly because that is what he always asked for in his prayer.

"Oh yeah, your mother-in-law wants to talk. He asked Eliza how she was doing" Ummi Firda said, handing her phone to Jibril.

"Eliza is being moved to the ward, Mom, thank God she and our daughter are safe and sound" Jibril said.

"Praise God!" exclaimed her mother-in-law while breathing a sigh of relief.

"We're waiting for you here, Elizabeth would love for you to come."

"We're going there right now, Gabriel."