Married to My Friend's Boyfriend

119. Childbirths

"That's mules...Wanna fuck it now, ngh!" Zia unintentionally pushed slowly when she could not hold it.

"Don't you baby, don't!" zidan panicked but Zia continued to shake her head quickly. It was unbearable but still not allowed to continue.

Everyone in the room panicked when Zia started pushing. Mother Dian who just came out of the bathroom also ran towards the daughter-in-law.

"Mother's rescue. Hold Zia, later have you swollen even more difficult later, hold ya? Keep setting her breath.." said Mother Dian while rubbing Zia's cheek when Zia will push back.

Zia desperately held back her desire to push. She knew the risk but was very difficult to hold it because from the inside, the baby also pushed.

Because they want to give a large space also because they do not have the heart, friends Zidan and Zia say goodbye out.

"Gerri cuy," chirped Dyu as he just walked out of Zia's room.

"Eat him a pricein chick. See for yourself how the pain of girls to give offspring to her husband," said Galen who actually also had just seen people going to give birth.

Dyu silently did not reply, probably going to ponder after this.

Having not had breakfast, they ended up going to the cafeteria, although with a feeling of anxiety and worry for Zia, but still breakfast was necessary.

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After lying tilted to the left for an hour, finally Zia's opening was complete as well. Just waiting for the membranes to break and Zia ready to give birth.

"His body is sick allaaa, want this terrible shock." Zia joked to Zidan who was hugging him while continuing to whisper words of encouragement and prayer.

"Patience huh? Just wait for the membranes to break," said Zidan, whose eyes had turned red. His wife was already in a lot of pain and was about to start the labor process.

Zia closed her eyes as she felt a stinging feeling in her lower area, spontaneously twitching. "Engh!"

Pluck up!

There was an explosion and warm water flowing down Zia's thigh. The check on Zidan's hand is getting stronger because after the water comes out it feels like it wants to keep pushing.

"Alhamdulillah," cried their mother Dian when finally Zia's membranes broke as well.

Everyone is welcome to come out, only Zidan, Mama Salma, mother Dian, and a few sisters will help and accompany Zia to give birth.

"Papa's spirit, it can!" that was the sentence from his father before finally coming out with the others. Because the accompanying person can only be two people.

"Would he be comfortable in his position?" ask Mommy Dian. Zia who was in a position to lie half-sitting with both hands holding the hands of mama Salma and Zidan nodded.

"There's contraction?" Zia nodded at Dian's mother who was already standing in front of her wide straddling legs.

"Breath....Dispose...Breathe in again. hold on. push! one...Two...Three.four..."

"Eeengh..."

"....eight...nine...ten."

Zia followed Mother Dian's instructions to do her first ejection. Until the count of ten, take a quick breath and start straining again. According to Zia, it is better to push than hold the contraction because there is a sense of relief when it can channel his desire to push.

"Take a quick breath, cringe again! Push it!"

Zia further tightened her grip on Zidan and her mother while making her third taunts.

"Engh..."

"Good! Stop over. Try three to four taunts per contraction, baby?" mother Dian said to Zia who was breathing after slamming her head into the pillow.

Zia nodded then re-attached her chin to the chest as the contractions came again.

"Again?" Zia nodded as she began to push.

"Engghh.. huh..."

Zidan saw clearly how Zia's muscles looked as her cute wife pressed down strongly. Moreover, his face was so close because it helped lift Zia's head while pushing.

"good..Pinter really ngejennya," said Mother Dian as well as encouraging for the daughter-in-law.

Zidan peeked at Zia's sweaty forehead after Zia completed her seemingly inexplicable taunts.

"A lot of pain.. huh. huh. enghhh!!" zia's great-grandson then pushed back. Zidan was amazed because of Zia's strength in every mockery made.

"Udah darling... Rest first, set her breath.." said Mother Dian when Zia had strained for half an hour more. The baby's head is already very at the end. A good effort as well as Zia's calmness will already bear fruit.

Zia regulated her hunting breath as the contractions disappeared. Her tears showed how much pain she felt now. Heartburn, pain, pain, everything became one in his body.

"strong huh? mama's son must be strong" said mama Salma while wiping sweat and tears mixed into one on her daughter's face. Not bear in fact he saw firsthand his potent daughter was struggling desperately to give birth to her baby.

So far Zia has not whined strongly, only occasionally saying a word of pain while pushing.

"Not seen Bun?" asked Zidan who felt his legs tighten. Not strong to see who has been very weak but must keep pushing.

Mother Dian shook her head, "In a moment, the first child is a bit wayward out... but Zia certainly can, right Zi? how strong is gini."

Zia did not reply, only a thin smile then a frown on her forehead as contractions came again, as if her baby had not let her rest for a while.

"Mules again," said Zia who was now pulling Zidan's hair who was looking down because she had just kissed her lips.

"Push again.well good.. "

"Enggh.....Huh. huh.."

"Not yet dear, not ten yet! the strong!" mama Dian Exclamation.

"Yuk is strong, baby," said Zidan who did not care much about his back hair which was grabbed strongly by Zia.

Zia pushed back because her body ordered it.

"Thighhhh.... Tired.." said Zia while slamming her head into the pillow for the next time.

Mother Dian sighed, already several times the baby's head looked but kept coming back in when Zia stopped pushing.

Slowly Zia changed her position to squat on the bed by hugging Zidan who was standing in front of her. Mama Salma was already standing behind Zidan to wipe Zia's sweat and give her some encouragement.

"If the contractions, forceful incense while descending his body huh? Mother help from here," said Mother Dian who stood behind Zia.

Zia nodded then clutched Zidan's shoulders and back as he began to push back. His body he lowered like mother's orders.

"Enggh.... Nghhhh...uh...uh..."

"Good! ngejan Again! have started to look at her hair," exclaimed mother Dian with enthusiasm.

Zia was motivated by the words of Mother Dian. Reviewing the thin smile on the mama who kept encouraging him. Zia continued to make taunts for the sake of taunts until she felt something splitting her.

"Enggh.....Engghh... Aaakhh," Zia shouted at the end of the taunts as she felt an overwhelming heat in the area of her groin. Zidan who first heard Zia's cry was surprised, from earlier only the silent taunts Zia made.

"Shhtt...Shocked huh? This head starts out baby.Do not shout later your energy runs out," said Mother Dian while massaging around the area of the baby's head that just came out to the forehead.

Zia regulated her breathing, wanting to give up had already settled into her mind many times. But the motivation and passion from them make Zia back the spirit. With trembling legs, Zia again strained, exerting all her strength to bring the baby born.

"Nghbhh... ZIDAN! So ill... Hhhngggs... Akhn..."

Back screams came out of Zia's mouth as she felt her baby's eyes, nose, and lips pass through her vagi. Zidan whose name was shouted was only able to whisper encouraging sentences. Her tears had already fallen since Zia's first shout earlier.

"One more time baby, one more time his head's out, come on!" mother Dian exclaimed to make Zia exert her strength for another taunt.

"Enggh.."

Plok!

"Alhamdulillah, his head is out. Baring again," said Mother Dian made Zidan who had already shed her tears to help Zia back lying on her back.

Zidan continued to peep all over Zia's face as Zia was breathing in. "It's a dear, a little more that our child is born."

Zia nodded as she wiped the tears of Zidan flowing with her limp hands. Her mixed feelings made Zia speechless.

His hands clasped Zidan and his mother's hands. Her legs are now held by two sisters on each leg.

"British lumayan? an hour and a half to make the head out," said Mother Dian while cleaning the face of her grandson who is now twisting. Indicates that it will soon come out his shoulder.

"May you do it again, Bun?" zia asked as she felt the contractions again.

Mother Dian nodded, "Can! the umbilical cord is not squealing, calm down. Give mom a strong push for the shoulder, huh?"

Zia nodded and started to re-attach her chin to the chest, lifting her head with Zidan's help and focusing the urge on the stomach.

Fifteen minutes had Zia tried to pull out a shoulder, but not out either. Until it feels like Zia's energy is up.

"No going out." whined Zia while sobbing. Zidan and Mama Salma are still trying to calm Zia down.

"You know. This is a little bit out. If this powerful shock comes out, push again," said Mother Dian who had started to panic, afraid that Zia could not push anymore.

"Ngghhhhh.. huh huh not strong.." said Zia who was very weak. The teasing alone was not as strong as earlier.

"Strong! you are strong, my wife is strong for sure. Come on, baby, our son is waiting. Pretty soon, baby" said Zidan, whose condition was already in turmoil, claws everywhere and occasional tears.

Hearing that, Zia again raised her head and a strong grip on the hands of Zidan and Mama Salma signaled Zia exerting all her strength.

"Ngh...Engggghhh.. Enghbhh..AAKKH."

"Good Zia, once again. The other shoulder ayok," exclaimed mother Dian whose hand was holding the head of the grandson. Prepare to pull him when Zia pushed back. Zia's entire body trembled violently for her final jibe this time around.

"Bismillah... Engggh... AAKKHHH..AKKH.."

Oek...Oekkp..Oekkp...

Zia slammed her body into the mattress upon hearing the cry. Closing his eyes while adjusting his extremely hunting breath. Finally finished too.

"Alhamdulillah!" yell at everyone in the room. Even Zidan to take off Zia's hand and make a prostration of gratitude.

Zia opened her eyes as the baby was placed by the mother on her chest. It was also Zidan who hugged him after a bow of gratitude.

"Thank you very much, thank you very much." said Zidan whose tears did not stop dripping. Zia nodded then looked at the baby who was crying and rubbed his back by Mother Dian.

"Your hero" Mother Dian said after examining the gender of her granddaughter, also examining her baby's entire body as well.

Zidan and Zia looked at each other and smiled when they found out that her son was a male.

"Baby boy," Zia's great-grandson who was still very limp. Zidan nodded and kissed Zia's lips.

After that, Zidan instead hid his face in the recess of Zia's neck and cried loudly there.

"Loh even the cry is louder, yes" mama Salma chirped to her granddaughter. He also wiped the tears on his cheek. Finally the struggle of Zia giving birth was over, rubbing sweat on Zia's forehead and temples. "Goodbye dear mother."

Zia nodded then rubbed Zidan's back as well as her son's back. His two heroes were crying together, with him as well. "Dong's crying."

"You want to cut the umbilical cord?" ask Dian's mother when Zidan was still crying on Zia's neck. Zidan nodded then cut the umbilical cord of the biah heart with a face that had turned red from crying.

After being cut off, Zidan again poked his face around Zia's neck. His love for his wife is so great, and it is growing after this day.

"Dibersihin first yes baby," said Mother Dian as she lifted her grandson from Zia's chest and gave it to the nurse to be cleaned.

"A little while to get rid of the placenta? ngejan a little out," said mother Dian who is taking care of the lower part of Zia's body.

Zia nodded, "Sutted?" tanyakanya.

"No dear. You are calm and pinter the crunch so it is not torn," replied mother Dian.

After everything is clean, Zia will be taken to the ward.

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...Very special part Zia gave birth to jdi I love double up and this chapter is almost 2000 words.......