Missing the Orange

88. Childbirth (End)

The orange rose from his seat, without saying anything he stood up and hugged Sasmitha's weak body. Her crying can't be held anymore. Some moments feel hugging each other, whatever happens they do not want to separate again.

"Mother, whatever the truth is, I'm still my mother. Whether there is a blood connection or not I am your son who has been dear to you. " whispered Orange then stretch his arms.

Staring at her face, Sasmitha's smile curved across her pale lips. How relieved his heart is when the secret that has been stored for twenty years has now been opened to the truth. It was like getting rid of the burden he had been carrying for many years.

Sasmitha told him all about her background which was only an aide, so she had to become the second wife of Cokro Raharjo and become the Mother of Jingga Andini.

A happy cry adorned the atmosphere of Sasmitha's room, even Alan who heard the story was moved.

"Thank you for taking care of me like my real mother. Thank you for enduring the pain just to raise me. I'm Orange Andini will still be your son like yesterday, ma'am. No matter who I was born from, but I'm still your son, ma'am." said Orange makes Sasmitha's heart more relieved. His heart was filled with happiness that could no longer be told.

"Mother, may I ask you something? " The Orange Question makes Sasmitha now frown.

"Stay with us! " say Orange.

"We don't want any more regrets. I want us to be together, Mom! " said Alan, he deeply regrets the old age of the Son that he had to go through with loneliness without having anyone to accompany him, what is expected of parents other than anyone who would accompany him? Parents never complain about their children as long as they can see they are happy it is more than enough. But imagining their position without a partner and grandchildren must be very lonely.

"All right, my son! Hugged Mom now, "sasmitha said with tears flowing. It felt like he was very fragile with his affection for his son-in-law.

How happy Sasmitha is today, to have a righteous child should not give birth to her but those who have reciprocated all her affection.

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After the events that almost separated a mother and child, they finally decided to live together. The deal is to stay at the Hadinoto family home, including Bi Murthi who has witnessed the journey of love Alan and Orange, even the middle-aged woman often gives a lot of advice.

The whining orange always said more comfortable with their minimalist home design made Alan remodel most of the homes of the Hadinoto family. Sasmitha himself only resigned as long as the Orange is happy.

It takes careful thought so that the heritage house can change without leaving a classic impression and many memories there. Old house ornaments are still used by Alan to give a classic value.

It took months, to realize his wife's wishes, the addition of a swimming pool and some comfortable hangout spots. He knew what was important for his wife was a comfortable place to hang out with family.

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One afternoon, after work Alan saw Orange walking to the side of the house with a glass of juice in his hand. Alan only smiled when he saw the petite woman now his stomach had to bulge because of his actions. It feels amused when you think of it, but if it is mocked the result is pregnant one it will definitely be a mosquito.

"Mas Alan, when will he come home? " ask Orange when she sees Alan's presence in front of her.

"Must, seeing your distended stomach makes me unable to bear to be tempted! " said Alan then lowered his body kissing the belly of Orange.

Alan sat his body on the long chair in the orange.

"How's college? When did you start to leave? " ask Alan by massaging his wife's legs. A bulging stomach makes the orange leg slightly swell.

"Resiko darling! "

"But, Mas Alan the end of this is very busy, there is a project what makes Alan mas so old like this! " The orange seduces Alan by stroking the jaws of Alan whose fur there looks increasingly thickened. Alan only snorted in annoyance when he heard the word 'old', although annoyed but Alan's big hand still continued to massage his female legs.

"Yes...! " The orange rose and held Alan's hand.

"My stomach is heartburn, my mom! " say Orange.

"You will definitely give birth, my dear! " Alan rushed to hold Orange, he who always read articles about pregnant women and toddlers was now understood by the reaction complained of Orange.

Alan carried the orange in a hurry to the car, "Bi, please tell Mom, if the orange will be born! " said Alan as he passed Bi Murti. Alan looked panicked when he saw the grimacing Orange withstanding the pain.

"Patience, darling! " said Alan in the middle of the journey by stroking the stomach of an orange that feels convulsed.

In a room, Alan did not take off a second of his grip from his wife's hand. The struggling orange endured the pain from opening one to opening the next making it unbearable. Occasionally he rubbed the sweat that flooded in the face of his wife ayu.

The corner of his eyes also shed tears when he saw Orange felt a great pain. Not just an hour or two. Nearly five hours of such a process continued, leaving Alan unable to bear to see it.

"Focus ya bu.. push as hard as you can! " said a midwife accompanied by a maternity hospital obgyn doctor now helps give instructions when Orange is at the last opening.

"Aaaaarghhhhhh. "cried Orange at the same time the cry of the boy echoed throughout the room. Instantly the body of the orange decayed weakly, Alan was crying raining down on the Orange with a kiss that berubi tubi.

"The daughter is very pretty, sir! Mr. Meng Adzani now. " Alan accepted her daughter with a slight tremble there was a sense of happiness when she saw her little daughter who had silver eyes like her. Alan pardoned his daughter and handed her back to the nurse by naming her Sekar Ayu Putri Mahesa.

"Darling, our daughter is healthy. He's beautiful like you and he has my eyes too" Alan said as if he had no boss showering his wife with kisses. Orange just smiled, the happiness of being a mother now felt with a very weak body.

"Thank you, already struggling to give birth to our beautiful daughter "bluffy Alan, a sense of happiness that made her tears escaped.

Alan's Pov

I don't think I could bear to see your struggle giving birth to our daughter, I can't imagine the pain. When your breath stung because of holding the pain, at that time I felt my heartbeat also stopped. Your moans endure pain all the time like slashing my heart, the sweat that keeps pouring profusely makes you look very tired. Just looking at it I can understand your pain.

But you're a great woman until our daughter is born healthy.

Thank you for fighting for the fruit of our love.

End...

there is still an extra part....