
Gita went to college with her husband. Today there are two courses to follow. Gita does not want to delay her graduation. From the beginning he took special education, he targets to graduate within three years. Like his ex-sister-in-law. Therefore, he always
come to college without thinking about his current state.
"Hi, Gita! Very bright mummy face today," said one of Gita's friends who came from the city of Manado.
When taking special education, many Gita friends who come from Indonesia. Although they are not one generation, but they are very familiar like family.
"Must dong! We should welcome and go through the day with a bright smile. So that the windfall is always approaching," said Gita with a sweet smile.
"Aura bumil is different yes, always cheerful!" chirps Gita friends concerned from Yogyakarta.
"You must also be cheerful, no matter what!" gita answered encouraging her friends.
"Yeah, in! Afraid of the lecturer first entered, we did not join his class," invite friends Manado people.
Eventually the three of them entered and took classes, as soon as they sat down the lecturer entered the room.
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In the evening, Gita went back and forth to the bathroom since coming home from college. He felt like he wanted to poop, but when he was in the bathroom he couldn't get the shit out.
"What's wrong with you, honey? Since then, he has been pacing in and out of the bathroom," Brandon scolded the wife who seemed to grimace in pain.
"Come, Bang! Since then my stomach feels heartburn, taken to the bathroom even lost taste," Gita argued while laying her body near the husband, with her head placed on Brandon's thigh.
Gita tilted her body to Brandon's stomach, then clutched her husband's body tightly.
Seeing his wife in pain, Brandon rubbed Gita's back gently. Hoping to reduce the pain that befell his wife.
"Darling, does Dedek want to see the world? How many hours have you been feeling heartburn?" cerca Brandon suddenly, after thinking of various possibilities.
Gita was silent at Brandon's question. She calculated her gestational age, already 38 weeks. Most likely if she will give birth, because at 38 weeks gestation is enough to be born.
"We're going to the clinic now, Bang! But call the doctor first, so we can meet there," said Gita suddenly after a moment of silence.
Finally Brandon took Gita to the clinic where Gita used to check the content. He had previously contacted the doctor who treated his wife.
Fifteen minutes into the journey, they finally arrived at the clinic. The doctor was waiting for them in the delivery room. Gita continued to grimace in pain, occasionally biting Brandon's arm to ease his pain.
"Ohhhh!" brandon screams as Gita enters the opening ten clawing at his hand.
Gita's face was already covered in cold sweat from enduring the pain. It felt like twenty of his bones were broken simultaneously.
Doctors advised Gita to regulate breathing and to push when there is push from the uterus only.
"Abang, it feels like Gita can't take it anymore. Gita is not me..aaatttt!" said Gita slowly suddenly shouting while straining.
Born a baby boy with a weight of 4 kg and a length of 55 cm. Very large size, considering this is the first child.
Brandon kissed the entire face of Gita as an expression of happiness.
"Thank you, honey..." Brandon kissed Gita's lips at a glance.
"Congratulations Mr and Madam! Your boy's. Very handsome like his father" said the doctor who helped deliver the Gita.
"Thank you, Doc. Already helped my wife" said Brandon.