Mother To Nasha

Chapter 64

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Just as Hilal walked into the delivery room and approached his wife, Khalifa felt an unusually painful contraction. The woman immediately gripped her husband's hand tightly to reduce the feeling he felt.

“Breaths and exhales.. “ Khalifa complied and followed all orders from her doctor, and Hilal faithfully accompanied Khalifa to fight for their baby.

At the birth of the first child, doctors said it was a little difficult, but Hilal continued to convince Khalifa that she could. Likewise with doctors and nurses who are always patient to help and calm Khalifa's heart to stay calm.

‘La ilaha illallah al-hakim al-karim, subhanallah rabbil ‘arsyil azhim, alhamdulillahi rabbil ‘alamin, kannahum yarauna ma yu’adun, lam yalbatsu illa sa’atan min nahar, balagh. Kaannahum yaraunaha lam yalbatsu illa ‘asyiyyatan au dhuhaha.’

‘Idzas samaa-ung syaqqot, (2) Wa-adzinat lirobbihaa wahuqqot, I'm sure you can definitely love. “ Hilal kept whispering prayers and words to encourage his wife, making Khalifa even more trying to dispel her husband's fears.

Khalifa himself was convinced that he could too. Merely, for some reason it felt so difficult, he already felt quite tired.

However, seeing how the face of her husband who was right next to her, continued to pray for her while continuing to wipe her stomach and chest area on the orders of the doctor, making Khalifa again excited.

Until after a while, after such a long struggle the end of her a so red and beautiful baby girl with such thick hair managed to come out very healthy and safe.

Oeekkkk

Oeekkkk

Oeekkkk

“Alhamdulilah,” muttered Khalifa and Hilal together, the man could not cover his haru and happy taste, his tears instantly escaped so profusely wet his face.

“Alhamdullilah, thank you dear, thank you. You are great, thanks for fighting and surviving, cup!”

Without hesitation and without shame to some of the doctors and nurses in the room, Hilal immediately hugged and kissed his wife's face gratefully, making Khalifa can only reply with a thin smile because his body feels very weak because his energy has been exhausted.

“Alhamdulilah, congratulations to your daughter. Her weight is 2.9 and length is 50cm, thank you be Healthy, normal and very beautiful.” Said one of the doctors who had cleaned the baby and immediately put it on top of Khalifa's chest in order to suckle her mother directly.

Truly, this was a moment of great happiness that could not be replaced with anything. In the past, when Aca was born, even Hilal could only meet his daughter in the baby's room and it went straight into the incubator. Hilal couldn't carry her right away. But now it feels very different.

“MasyaAllah,” Khalifa stared fixedly at her daughter who was now breastfeeding at her. His lentic finger rubbed and so nosy played the nose of the baby who was so sharp. Until suddenly Khalifa was silent with a smile that immediately disappeared on his face.

“Why Dear?” hilal asked frowned.

“This is your son Mas?” khalifa said arriving, making Hilal's forehead increasingly wrinkled confused.

“That means?” ask Hilal, “Of course he's my dear son, our son.”

“But I'm pregnant! You have taken my cravings, now his face is also full of rich you.” Khalifa protest was a little disappointed because indeed his son was really similar to his father.

“Sayang ... later we discuss in another room yes.” Hilal meant to talk about when Khalifa would be moved to the treatment room, because currently both are still in the delivery room.

“There's no similarity to her at all to me. Eyes, nose, even her hair are just as rich as you.”

“But he's white Darling, maybe he's following your skin, yeah,” Hilal said trying to convince his wife.

“But you yourself are also white Mas, it is just as rich as you!” Now Khalifa's tears are back, not because of the pain because the doctor is still sewing her maternity wounds, but she is crying because her child is not at all similar to her.

While the doctors and nurses in the room could only silently bow their heads while occasionally glancing at each other to hear the husband and wife debate in the room.

It can be said that this is a record, as long as they help people give birth. Recently, there are people experiencing the baby blues right when their baby is born simply because it has no resemblance at all.

In fact, even ordinary people who saw Hilal carrying his baby certainly knew that it was indeed his child. Because the face of both is really similar to the betel nut on the other two.

...To be continue …....