Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 82

Four more hours Naira was in the hospital. However, there is no sign that the baby will be born. Naira continued to roar in pain, until her hijab was forced to be opened because her face was covered in sweat.

The doctors and the sisters faithfully waited and comforted Naira. So did Marlin and Rasya. The two women both calmed and strengthened their child.

"Mama ... pain ...." Naira looked at her mother, complaining and moaning while holding her mother's hand tightly.

"Patience, yes, dear. You must be strong" said Marlin smiling.

"Ma-maafin, Naira, Ma. Naira asks for my apologies."

Marlin nodded and smiled. His tears that were dripping down he wiped roughly. Now, in plain sight, his son is at war risking his life.

Chequek!

"Rif?!"

"How, Ma?" ask the new Rifky. A strand of black beads appeared to curl his finger. The man had just finished performing the dzuhur prayer.

Rasya shook his head, making Rifky's breath so audible. Rifky approached Naira, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead. "The strong one, huh, honey?"

"Mas ... I'm sorry ...." Wiry, that voice sounded. Naira stared fixedly at Rifky's smiling eyes at her. In the next second, he went back to complaining until the nurses there were ready to stand by.

Rifky clasped Naira's hand while trying to strengthen. The beads in his right hand kept walking with the throbbing of his praying heart.

One long cry ruffled from Naira, before long the sound of baby crying broke her roar.

"Alhamdulillah .. Our child has been born, dear," said Rifky in tears. Naira fell silent, closed her eyes and muttered in gratitude. His breath was a little hunting, loosening the grasp of the hand, then mute.

"Naira's? Darling?" Rifky's cry was getting broken accompanied by a thump in his chest. A thread of sweat on the male temple seemed to descend in a month.

"Doctor?"

"He just fainted, Mom. We'll handle it now." The doctor who understood Marlin's gaze explained.

Rifky helped the doctor to take care of his wife, while the baby was cleaned by other sisters.

After being quite calm, Rasya and Marlin went out of the room to meet their husband. With a sigh of relief, Marlin hugged her husband while sobbing.

"Mr ...?"

"How, Ma? Naira and our granddaughter survived, right?" herman looked at his wife. Marlin nodded, rubbing the rough tears to relieve the tightness.

"Our grandson is a boy, Pa. Fantastic ... very." Rasya told me. Smiling at Ustaz Hanan with stifled tears.

"Goddessa ...."

"How's naira?" ask Ustaz Hanan.

"Naira fainted. Let's go in!" Marlin took them in.

Inside the room, Naira lies tired with Rifky beside her. Herman approached her daughter's gurney, stroked her hijab-covered head gently and kissed her forehead.

"Excuse me. This is his son, ma'am. It's a handsome one." A nurse delivered a tiny baby while putting on a smile.

"Alhamdulillah. Here, sweetie." Rasya welcomes his granddaughter, then handed over to Rifky for diazani.

Rifky immediately recited the azan softly and melodiously, until the room was filled with novelty as they stared at the tiny baby in Rifky's arms.

A kiss of affection Rifky gave in the forehead of his son, then looked at Naira who was lying still closed eyes. All dissolved in happiness, smiling happily at the tiny baby as Rifky placed it next to Naira.

"Be quick to wake up, honey," whispered the friendly Rifky.

Rifky clasped Naira's index finger on their baby's hand, painting a sweet smile on the face of everything when the baby was actually grasping his mother's finger.

"Darling?"

Naira's hands moved slowly, and slowly her eyes opened beautifully. Naira looked around where everyone was smiling at her, then turned to Rifky for a gentle kiss from her husband.

"Mas Rifky? Ma'am? Pa?" Naira smiled faintly greeting her parents. Herman and Ustaz Hanan nodded, while both of his mama had already hugged him.

"This is your son, honey? Mama's granddaughter" said Marlin Haru. Once again he kissed Naira's cheek out of happiness.

"Mas ...?"

"Yes, honey." Rifky smiled and pointed their baby at Naira. With a leaning position, Naira greeted the baby while crying.

"Alhamdulillah .... The darling? Mama's son." Naira kissed her son who was crying. Then looked at Rifky's face as if thanking him.

Rifky returned Naira's smile, wiped her tears, and embraced the boy and his wife affectionately.