MY LECTURER DUREN (COLD WIDOWER )

EXTRA PART 2

It's been two hours...

"Mas. sakiit. I'm not strong."

"You must be strong for our son."

It really hurts, it turns out this is how it feels to give birth. Mama. I felt your struggle.

I don't know why my baby is so in my stomach. The doctor said his head was visible. But why didn't he come out. I have pushed until I almost died.

Just be careful if he's stubborn later, I'll put him back in the stomach.

After a struggle full of tears and hysterical cries, at 21:30 my son was born into the world.

All the pain was gone, changing in relief when he saw the tiny baby crying. Before the bath, the doctor placed the baby on my chest for IMD. He said that the bond between the baby and the mother is even tighter. I smiled at him, and so did Mas Nathan. Happy tears were seen from the corner of her eyes.

"Thank you dear..." Nathan kissed my forehead.

After the IMD is complete, midwives clean the baby, and put on bedongs. Then handed over to Mas Nathan for azani.

The soft voice of his azan sounded soft and melodious. Nathan has done his first duty as a father.

"Thank you, you have given birth to a handsome child for me."

"Not to thank you, Mom. That's my duty as a wife."

Mas Nathan smiled, he rubbed the sweat on my forehead with a tissue.

"Why can it be here anyway? didn't you go to Jogja?" I asked, still lying weakly on the bed.

"Si Rina bought the wrong plane ticket. Should have left this afternoon. He bought it for next Tuesday. Maybe it was his destiny. I was about to go home, Faizal kept calling, saying you wanted to give birth. I was panicking at that moment."

"Why is your shirt so wet? the rain?"

Nathan chuckled, "I ran away earlier. It's a bad taxi ride."

Oh my goodness. So that's the story. Though I've been feeling very sad, for giving birth first without Mas Nathan. My husband came at the right time. Thank you Lord....

"Look at our son so funny, Mom. He looks just like you. Cute."

"Hmmm. But its nature is like aja mama yes de. if you like papa later you are said not slang."

Duh, I want to laugh but it feels so limp. So only a typical grin appears on my face right now.

Door's open... And mama, Aunt Lisa too Brother Faiz goes inside.

Their faces sparkled happily, especially my mother.

"Geez, my mom's granddaughter. That's a tall nosewell, not rich you Nindi." My mother held my baby gently.

Of course.all the details of my baby's face are very similar to that of Mas Nathan. His nose was very sharp, with slightly curly black hair.

"Hello handsome...what's his name?" ask Aunt Lisa.

"Not yet, Auntie.we haven't prepared a name yet."

"So Mahendra's son." said Mas Nathan suddenly.

I turned, looking at Mas Nathan uncertainly.

"Seriously, Mum?"

"Yes.. The pulse is not just a combination of your name and mine, but it also means something. Everything.he has the same place as Arsy."

I smiled, assenting. Let it... Nathan is his father. He has the right to give my son a name.

"Well... Now it's bobo. Mama put it next to you huh, Nin. Careful you.sleep don't jabrah, later your baby clamped." Mama gave me a warning. Everyone laughed when they heard it.

Hehe. Mama knows that indeed, if my sleep can not calm down. Nathan has been a victim several times while sleeping.

"Oh yeah, Arsy later let me pick up. She must be glad her baby sister was born" said Aunt Lisa.

"Yes Aunty, thank you, hopefully aunty quickly have a momongan well, which is funny like Arsy."

Aunt Lisa guaranteed it quickly. It's no secret that Aunt Lisa wants a cute and beautiful daughter like Arsy. So he used to take Arsy away and play.

I looked back at Nadi who was asleep. I hope you will be a good boy, son...

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Does anyone agree that this story is in a sequel?

Hemm might go on to Nadi's story later...