
While in the delivery room, Dania was fighting for her life. And Pram is back in the face of a scene that traumatizes him. Accompanying his wife gave birth to the fruit of their love, and left for good. The memories kept spinning in his head. Dania, who was holding Dania's hand, saw Pram's sweaty forehead.
" Well, if you're not strong. You just come out. I'm okay anyway. God willing I am strong."
Pram looked at the face of Dania who was enduring the pain. Pram really can't. Pram gives himself to face his trauma.
" Same promise, Dania. You will not leave your own. I won't be able to."
Pram was stunned and placed his head on both of their united hands. Dania nodded. And Dania squeezed Pram's hand again as she felt the contraction.
" Dok, how about an operation. I can't bear to see my wife in pain."
But Dania nodded.
" I want a normal hand, Mom."
After some time withstanding pain due to contractions, now Dania is ready to help their love fruit to see the world. Dania continues to follow the instructions given by the doctor who handles her.
" Come, Honey. You can, you are strong. Come on.."
Dania continues to regulate the breath, so that she is strong to help her love fruit see Mother and Father. Before long the sound of baby crying was heard, Pram continued to smell the shoots of Dania's head. Even Pram was crying a bit in the room.
The doctor and several nurses who helped deliver Dania smiled to see Pram who loved his wife very much.
" Congratulations, Mom, sir. Son boy. Healthy and safe."
The woman's doctor told Dania and Pram. Even Pram to do a prostration of gratitude for the birth and safety of the two people he loved.
After putting the baby boy on his chest. Pram caressed his son very slowly. And Pram's tears don't stop flowing.
" Sir, our mother cleaned up first. You can wait outside."
Pram also back peeling Dania bertubi. The doctor smiled watching that. Fatma and the others were still looking forward to anxiety, waiting for Pram to come out of the room. As soon as the door opened and Pram came out of it, Fatma came closer.
" How is Pram, how are Dania and my grandson?"
Pram did not answer, but immediately hugged Fatma and wept in her arms.
" Pram, what's wrong?"
" Mi, Pram is back as Papa, Mi. The son of Pram was born safely. So is Dania, Mi. "
" Thank God..."
At once everyone expressed gratitude for his birth and his second salvation. Before long, the gurney that took Dania out of the treatment room. So did the incubators who brought their babies. Although their baby boy weight is still lacking, but doctors say that his condition is healthy.
Fatma immediately kissed Dania who was lying in a gurney. And congratulate. Same with Aunt Delila and Dance.
" Goodbye, dear."
" Good darling."
Dania who still felt weak could only nod while displaying a smile. Pram continued to hold Dania's hand as her gurney was taken to the room that would be in her place for the next few days.
After sending Dania to her room. Now Fatma, Delila and Tari are headed to the nursery. Fatma wants to see her granddaughter. Even though it is only from the glass barrier, it has made Fatma happy. Baby Pram and Dania appear to blink their eyes several times.
" Welcome to the world Unfortunately Oma. You have to be a strong boy. As strong as your Mother when pregnant and giving birth to you, dear. Get out of there, Oma can't wait to carry you."
Delila rubbed her brother-in-law's back. Gives encouragement to Fatma.
" That's my granddaughter, Del. I'm so happy. Had Mas Sofyan been around, he would have been the happiest right now."
Dari looked at the two women who were no longer young. Then Tari remembered Lena and Reyhan.
" Athaghtitle..."
Pekik Tari and make the two women see and immediately ask Dari.
" What's up, son. Why?"
Delilah asked Tari. And make Dance shine horses.
" Aunty, Lena and Reyhan where are you? What's left in the hospital lobby? Are they straying, Auntie? Duh, where Tari doesn't bring a cell phone anymore. How loud aunt, if the dance party was lost how??"
Dance in panic mode yourself. As for the two women, looked at each other and shook his head. Even Delila smiled with a smile. Then pinch both cheeks Dari cubby.
" They're on the IGD, honey."
" huh? how does aunt know?"
Fatma chuckled at the sight of Dance who was like a confused person.
" Already, already, you don't need to be confused. Now we go back to Dania's room again. Your friend will not be lost. Come on."
Delila immediately took Tari away from there. Now the three of them were in Dania's room. Soon, Robert and Riko came to the hospital.
" Congratulations to Dania. Now she's a mother."
Riko's words made Dania round her eyes and protest at Riko.
"I'm a mother, Riko. You forget, my other son is home now?"
Riko scratched his nape. Before long, Pram, Riko and Om Robert came out of Dania's room. They want to talk about Chelsea.
" Pram, I've taken care of everything. But for now, Chelsea have not been able to be questioned. He's still screaming. Calling your name. Even inside, he was able to shout out Dania's name."
Pram's jaw hardened, if Chelsea were a man, maybe Pram now goes straight to the hospital, and beat him all out.
"Gue wants to take care of him, I don't want to be in touch with him anymore. Crazy fucker."
Riko.
" Crazy, but Lo was crazy about him. "
Pram rounded his eyes. While Om Robert seemed to hold back a smile hearing Riko's speech. Then Dance came out of Dania's room.
" Where are you going, Tar?"
" I'm going to the IGD, Mr. Pram. Just confused, where's the IGD."
Riko immediately volunteered to accompany Tari to IGD. Robert could only shake his nephew's behavior.
"Usaha teroooossss.last that single title in the body Lo."
Pram said as Riko passed by. Making Riko hit Pram's head straight.
"Damn, Lo. Kualat Lo hit the nutmeg people know better than Lo."
Riko ignored Pram's words. Even now he seems to start familiarizing himself with Dance. Now Tari and Riko are walking towards the IGD room. And when we got to that room, Lena and Reyhan weren't there. Then Riko takes Tari to Reyhan's private room. When the door is opened by Riko, it appears Reyhan and Lena are exchanging Saliva.
" Lena..."