Love In The Wound

Chapter 35

Nine months later...

Pov Dikha's

That day, I passed the courtyard of Naima's house after returning from Mr. Ozo's house next door neighbor. But I was very panicked when I heard the moans of women from inside the house. Though I know very well that Pak Bakti and his wife are not at home, they are attending Pak Bakti's sister's wedding in Bengkulu for three days. Bang Gino went nowhere.

I hesitated a little to approach the door, ascertaining whose voice was whimpering. Like a thief I've been spreading my eyes out to every corner of the place making sure no one is watching.

"Oh, sick...!" I gasped when I was sure my hearing wasn't wrong.

"Isn't this Naima's voice?" I thought as I recognized the voice clearly. I did not think about it anymore because my actions immediately pushed the door and it was not locked. I rushed to Naima's room, sitting on the floor grimacing in pain.

What liquid was so much flowing from Naima's feet that it gave me goosebumps.

"Mas, help! my water is broken!" naima sengau.

I felt tense, but hurried to carry Naima's body and take her to the hospital in a car parked in my house for about two days. But no one knows who the owner of the car is, if asked both me and my father. We said it belonged to my brother who was nitiped for going abroad

Today, Naima gave birth in the hospital and immediately got action in the delivery room. I feel uncomfortable there. How not, me and Naima have not come to faith. Long time ago, I decided to go out but the doctor prevented me.

"Just wait here for his wife sir, make support!"

Naima and I threw eyes at each other, but she was unable to protest when she felt the pleasure of giving birth.

"Sir, hold his hand! How's diem?" Sergey's mother Doctor.

I had no time to explain, with this slightly trembling hand I finally held Naima's hand.

"The doctor is sick!" Shouted Naima, her face looking red.

"Calm Mom, relax, take a deep breath out through your mouth!"

Huf! Host... Host....

Naima followed the Doctor's advice to calm down, but it turned out that the pain re-mastered her until she subconsciously bit my hand .

I remained unmoved and endured the pain of Naima's bite.

"Come on, Mom, a little more Mom, this is the last opening!" The Doctor's orders.

"Let's... !" Naima screamed loudly again until the cry of a little angel filled the room

"Alhamdulilah" they said at the same time.

I was happy to hear the cry of the baby, like I had a new strength. After being cleaned by a Sister and the Doctor who had completed their duties to Naima they immediately asked me to prosecute the baby.

"Please Adzanin sir, his son. he is very handsome and similar to his Father!" Guyon the nurse.

"Hhhh!" I'm gawking at the sister's words. "Yes sus!" reply nyengir.

I immediately began to accuse the baby like the father of the baby who was immediately silent in my arms.

Allah Akbar... Allah Akbar!

Naima smiled happily and a shady feeling burst into her heart. Although my body still trembled, I still echoed the great chant of the Khalid into his son's ears as beautifully as possible.

Upon completion, Naima was transferred to an inpatient room.

"Thank you Mas, Mas have helped Naima, I do not know the fate of me and this tiny baby if there was no Mas Dikha at that time."

"Sama-sama, Nai," I sincerely timpal.

"I'm no longer holy, Mas, even you have touched me freely" he said grievingly.

I was silent while looking down. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to put you down, because for me your safety and that of our children is paramount."

"What is it, our son?" Naima asked a little surprised.

"Oh.. that's ...I mean our son if we're meant to be a match, Nai," I said nervously. Why can this mouth slur anyway?