JIWO PROMISE

There's Mas Day

Arriving in front of the clinic ER, Nadi rushed down to grab a wheelchair near the entrance and carried her to the side of the car door.

"Can?" nadi asked gently when she saw Witri was ready to get out of the car.

"Hmmm." replied Witri withstanding the heartburn that suddenly attacked.

Witri was pushed into the delivery room by a guard sister accompanied by Mamak beside her.

Nadi rushed to the administration room after parking his car.

Answering some questions about. pregnant women and control schedules and HPL that he already knows the answer, then immediately following to the delivery room.

He wondered in the day why he could panic like this. If his wife is going to give birth then what will she be?

"It's okay, sir. Bu Witri has not run the process of kok. Just finished checking the new openings five" said the nurse kindly.

"Yes. Thank you, Sus." replied Nadi then hesitantly stepped in. His mind immediately revolved around a new term, namely APERTURE. What the hell is that?

The scene he saw first once entering was Witri who was lying on his side with a mammoth that was endlessly stroking Witri's lower back who was grimacing.

Hari's jacket is decked tightly on Witri's chest.

"New opening five, Mak?" tanya Nadi lirih answered a nod by Mamak.

"Must be told to take a small pill. I think it's a booster." said Mamak lirih.

"What driver?" tanya Nadi was confused.

"Refomers let the opening cepet.If not quickly the opening can run out of water. Danger for Aksa." whispered Mamak.

"Astagfirullahaladzim's chat...Do not let God." said Nadi panicked. Although he did not understand what the actual meaning of the opening, Nadi thought that the opening in question was related to the process of the baby to be born.

"We help pray yes." whispered Mamak while smiling towards Nadi who seemed confused.

"How long has it been?" tanya Nadi asked again.

"What?" ask Mamak confused.

"The pain." replied Nadi while looking pity at Witri's back.

"Nobody knows. It can be long, it can also be a while." replied Mamak Iirih.

"Yes Allah.." sighed Nadi sadly. "Easy be Allah." whispered later.

"How much is the opening, Mak?" whispered again.

"Ten." answered Mamak later.

"Newly half." muttered Nadi involuntarily.

And it's not like Witri doesn't hear whispers behind his back. He just prefers to practice various inputs and information about how to live the birth process calmly. Distracting pain and discomfort during the process of opening the birth canal by remembering all the beautiful and comfortable things in his life.

Berli even once whispered to him in memory during the process of making Aksa. And that is the middle of Witri practice at this time to forget the pain and soreness is not mired in his waist, sometimes interspersed also heartburn is outrageous in his stomach.

To strengthen his heart and himself Witri chose to remember the journey of wading through his nights with Hari. When they pour out love with each other with all their hearts until they do not know at which meeting that finally produces Aksa in his womb.

Witri is reminiscing about the taste of kissing and cum bu an Hari. Given how his lover mastered every inch of his body with the cu pan. Recalling how enchanting the man's way of indulging and defeating him in their night battle. Recalling how hot the air around them was due to the reciprocation of attack after attack from each other.

Witri can feel his body warm up because it began to ignite the desire at this time. Making a move down there without him noticing.

Especially when his memory reached the moment of his max client achievement, Witri felt a surprise felt down there.

Witri tightened Hari's jacket to her chest. Feeling as if Day was holding her tightly at this moment while whispering "You're cool. Thanks."

"Wit, I'm afraid." said Mamak because from then on there was no moaning Witri heard.

"Hmmm.." said Witri while 'packing', his hot memory with Hari.

"May I cry if I get sick. Don't hold it." said Mamak persuaded.

"No papa, Mom." replied Witri but suddenly shed tears.

Nadi who saw the tears witri felt not up to the heart. He chose to say goodbye to Mamak to get out of the room and set his mother's taste to the witri.

Nadi felt that Witri's cry was not because of enduring the pain. But because the woman is sad with her condition which will give birth without being accompanied by a husband.

God, what can I do to help him get through all this?

Nadi sat restlessly on the bench in front of the delivery room until she saw Dr. Farida stepping towards the room where Witri was.

"Faithfully accompany until the end, Bang?" greet dr. Farida half-joked to the Nadi she passed by. Nadi just grimaced wrong behavior.

"You're not going in Bang?" ask Dr. Farida before disappearing behind the door of the maternity room.

"No. I'll just wait here. If you need help, I can call you anytime."

"OK." replied dr.Farida before closing the delivery room door. Leaving Nadi who was back in agitation with eyes that did not turn away from the door of the room that had just closed.

Oh my Ri...You don't want to see what your child was born? I'm not his father just stressed like gini... You don't want to participate in the stress of welcoming the birth of your child? Not jealous of you as I am? I'm so excited like this, God...

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." answered Mamak and Witri slowly.

"We have seen it has not yet opened it... Hopefully even perfect opening" said dr. Farida went straight to Witri's lower body.

"No mules mules or pegels? I think there was no sound from earlier." asked Dr. Farida while starting to move her finger in the area of the birth canal.

"There was a bit of it" replied Witri half-lying.

Doctor Farida smiled in response.

"This is cool Aksa, do not want to make his mother difficult. It's the perfect opening for this loh. This spit." said Dr. Farida with a sumringah face.

There was relief in the gaze of Mamak and also Witri.

Now is the time for the real struggle to begin.

"Would you drink first?" ask dr.Farida while positioning Witri's legs as comfortable as possible.

"Udah just now, Brother. Not thirsty either." replied Witri amid a sense of deg-degan that had just appeared.

Can she give birth to Aksa smoothly? Will he and Aksa be able to get through this process safely?

"Any Mamak or should be called Bang Nadi?" dr.farida.

"No! Mamak. Just like Mamak." reject Witri quickly. Want to be put where his face when giving birth awaited Nadi?

If only I could and could, I just want Mas Hari to be there right now. Just look at me here. Seeing our Aksa come out of my womb safely. Can i? Can it?

"Let's pray. Hopefully what we do will run smoothly and be facilitated" said dr. Farida while looking at Witri's eyes that looked glassy.

In his heart, the doctor of thirties really understood what Witri wanted. She wants her husband to be here.

"You're strong and can definitely get through this easily. Bismillah yes, Wit." said dr. Farida gave a spirit that was answered by a nod of Witri who could not hold back the pace of his tears but still tried to follow all instructions from dr. Farides.

The pain in his body was still defeated by the feeling of the nelangsa that was crumbling to the bottom of the recesses of his heart.

Isakan who escaped his lips not because it was not strong enough to withstand the intense pain in the area under his body, but more because of the sadness and feel alone at the time that should be strengthened by her husband.

I want you here, Mas...Accompany me sebentaaar only. said inner Witri groans as he is closed to concentrate his energy following the cue to push.

"Printers...Come once again." said Dr. Farida make Witri blazing his spirit.

She held Mamak's hand and opened her eyes to seek strength from Mamak's smile.

But what he saw was not only the Mamak who was beside him.

There's Day!

Her husband was standing beside her head while looking at her with a smile and giving her a matchless spirit.

"Mas.." murmured very softly as he opened his eyes so that the tears would not block his gaze to look at his beloved heart.

The day was there while smiling until the sound of the baby's cry sounded very loud filling the room.

"Alhamdulillah." a word of gratitude was immediately heard from all who were in the room.

Witri was sobbing that Hari kissed her forehead softly and whispered "Thank you, dear." then disappeared from her sight as she blinked.

Witri's cry broke unstoppable again. My mom hugged him with love.

"There was a Mak Day" said Witri in Mamak's arms." He won me." he said in between his stuffing. Mamak was stunned before finally saying "Allahuakbar."

"Alhamdulillah." said Mamak then while removing Witri's tears.

"The same introduction of his mother used to be yuk." said the sister while bringing Aksa who te lan jang to be placed in Witri's chest. While dr. Farida's still doing something in the lower area of Witri.

"Keren nih mama Aksa. No need to sew. Sip!" praise dr Farida.

And feeling her child's body first touch her body brings an unbeatable sense of beauty.

As the tiny body moved with great agility to search for the source of his life, Witri smiled proudly. It didn't take long for his little hero to find his source of life.

"Waaah Aksa also kereeeeeen. Pinternyaaaa son of sholeh." praise dr. Farida while lifting Aksa's body from her mother's chest.

"We wear clothes first let it be handsome huh...later in adzani who? Bang Nadi?" ask dr. Farides.

Witri and Mamak looked at each other in confusion. Almost forgot that the baby was born to be circumcised in listening to the sound of the Adhan and iqomah in his ears.

"Yes, not papa. He who bothered to take care of Aksa from the stomach really." replied Witri then while glancing at the place where he had seen Hari standing.

No papa will Mas your first task at Aksa represented Bang Nadi?

...💧💧 b e r s a m b u n g 💧💧...

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