
After being pregnant for nine months, finally the later ones have arrived. Right in the morning my stomach started to heartburn, Mas Haris began to wake up until the sun rose. Mas Haris really can not be silent, he paced back and forth to take and give what I need.
Sometimes he comforts me and jokes with me, so I don't feel pain. But still I grimace while gripping the sheets or pillow when my stomach feels contractions.
At 7:30 Mas Haris took me to the hospital. When I was examined by the doctor, it turned out that I had opened eight. Then the doctor immediately prepares the things needed for childbirth. Mas Haris was always beside me accompanying and accompanying me.
Gave me encouragement and attention so that I wouldn't be tense.
The voices of doctors and nurses filled the room added with my voice straining. Beside me was Mas Haris who incessantly offered prayers as he looked directly at my labor.
The delivery process went very smoothly. After 45 minutes, we heard the voice of our little angel filling the delivery room which was accompanied by the voice of Mas Haris and I said a word of gratitude.
I drooped down, Mas Haris peeked at my cheeks, forehead and lips.
"I'm proud of you, baby. Thank you." said Mas Haris while kissing my forehead.
I did not answer Mas Haris' words, because my strength had been drained by the labor earlier.
Mas Haris and I waited for our angel to be bathed and weighed and measured in body length. After everything was done, Mas Haris started holding and pardoning our baby.
Mas Haris began to inform all the families of the birth of our angel. Only close family members were allowed to visit me at the hospital.
Tomorrow I am allowed to go home. And the guests came home. Because while in the hospital only family who come back and forth to visit me.
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A year later everything changed a lot, our daughter became a cute kid. Now he can walk and chatter, making us feel anxious every time he sees it.
Mas Haris became a very caring father.
I became a wife as well as a mother who felt happiness.
Blessed by God is a husband like Mas Haris who cares and cares and a loving husband and father.
Even with Devi who has graduated from college and worked in one of the companies, now she will marry her lover whom she met at one of her office events.
Similarly, Lukman, who finally let go of his bachelor with a math teacher.
Not to be left with Sofi, she is also feeling happiness, Sofi is pregnant with her second child and even the gestational age of Sofi has set a fifth month.
The news I heard from Mas Doni last time was, Mas Doni had remarried but did not invite me and I know his wife is now my younger brother class when I was in college, as far as I know Mas Doni's wife named Ira who is known as a shopping queen.
Ira can spend money overnight and while on campus once no one can shift her position as a shopping queen.
Not only did the news of Mas Doni's marriage reach my ears. Even reportedly Mas Doni will not have children, because it turns out he is barren, but never told me as long as I was his wife first.
Suddenly I felt overcome by Mas Doni when I learned all the news about him after parting with me. Not that it's getting better, it's getting worse.
Even I feel that Mas Doni really became a very fallen person.
But I think back, maybe it was all my prayers when I was wronged by Mas Doni and it looks like the results now.
Note:
Whatever we do today will definitely have an impact on the next day. Just wait for the day until the impact is seen. It could be tomorrow or even years later.
Do as well as possible. Love the people closest to you, do your best for them.
Especially to a wife, anything that can make it until the wife shed tears of sadness. Then the husband will bear the impact of twice what his wife feels.
As happened with the life of Doni which is very inversely proportional to the life of Mira.
*Thank you for reading my amateur novel and thank you for liking my novel. Whoever and wherever you are may God give you happiness.*
**TAMAT**