My love is blocked by your throne

The extra 13

Dawn. Marked by the sound of the Adhan in the distance. None of them could feel their eyes closed. Nor did anyone leave.

Millions of hopes are still summed up in each chest, even though the news about the Airbus A380 aircraft has been confirmed and is very true. Millions of despair are still embedded in each head. That Damaresh will return to their midst.

Among the tired faces that were both fixated in silence. Among the sad faces that dominated every scene. Suddenly, Kaivan stood up from his seat while exclaiming with a stammering voice. "A-Rush!"

All attention immediately shifted to Kaivan. Every rotation of views, only directed at William's friend Damaresh.

"Tell me now! did I see wrong? am I just hallucinating? look at!" Kaivan pointed in one direction with a hunting breath.

"Look at everything!"

All pairs of eyes, including Airlangga which since the news sounded as if it was weak, also joined glancing in the direction pointed by Kaivan.

A man was walking very hastily as he rolled up his shirt arm. The man's face, his posture, his way of walking, his gaze that was always straight in every step, it was all Damaresh.

"Arein!" all of them simultaneously exclaimed and both stood up from his seat. As if to welcome the head of state who came to visit.

"Arein!" even Kaivan could not help himself, he immediately greeted his best friend and boss and hugged him tightly.

"What the fuck?!" That was the voice of Damaresh. He stood up to Kaivan for his actions.

"You're coming, Aresh. You're coming" Kaivan said repeatedly.

"Depart, Kai!" Aresh quickly broke Kaivan's embrace and let out a displeased look at the executive assistant's actions.

"Aresh, are you coming? you survived?" Anthoni also approached.

"Aresh, thank goodness you came." Edgard is approaching. They showed the same enthusiasm for the handsome man's arrival.

"Is my son born?" damaresh asked ignoring all the mixed expressions that everyone was showing towards him. The man even immediately passed through everything, rushing towards the sealed room.

Two nurses held back. "Sorry, Sir. You can't go in!"

Damaresh, who was impatient to see his wife, looked annoyed at the two officers. "Why am I forbidden, come in?"

"We're just following orders, sir!"

"Who has given you the order to ban me from entering?" the dense eyes of Damaresh began to intimidate the two nurses who had just changed shifts.

"Inside, Mrs Damaresh will give birth. So no one can come in!" The two nurses confirmed what had indeed been assigned to him.

"If I can't go in, this hospital is closed" Damaresh threatened.

"Sus, nurse!" Naila approached. "He's Mr. William Damaresh!"

The two nurses instantly took two steps back with pale faces. Damaresh still cast a sharp glare at the two before rushing into the room. There he found his wife cowering in pain on the prayer mat. Claudya and Sherin are helping to open the face wrapped around Aura's body.

Damaresh immediately lifted his wife's body onto the bed while whispering softly. "Strong, baby! our son wants to meet us, hang on, baby!"

"A-Aresh," whispered Aura in a choked voice. Furthermore, Aura satisfied the eyes looking at her husband's face with a gaze without pause, ignoring the increasingly struggling sick race. Even the woman's hand was raised to touch Damaresh's face, as if to make sure that her vision was not wrong.

"Well, remember lafadz Adzan?" he asked with hunting breath while enduring the pain that seemed to diguris sembilu.

"Still," Aresh replied in a soft voice, while his hand was scrawling tears on Aura's face. Only Damaresh is now allowed to be in the room with a team of doctors, while the rest of the family is waiting outside.

"Ready to accuse our child?" asked Aura again with a gasping voice.

Damaresh nodded, unable to say a word, because he could not bear to see the face of the wife who was so pale.

Aura took a deep breath, preparing all her energy, according to the direction of the doctor team. Arghh... He did his job to encourage his future son to see the world.

There was water floating in the eye of Damaresh, seeing how persistent Aura's struggle to bear her child. Until the long-cherished cry of the baby was heard, a single clear point fell on the face of Damaresh.The first time in history, the man shed tears, she said, for the struggle of his wife and for the birth of his son.

There is no drama of claws or jambak-jambak in the process of Aura childbirth. There is a plane crash drama that Damaresh rode from London to Jakarta.

But that's where the silver lining is. As Aura's soul was almost desperate to hear the tragic news of her husband's journey, there was a glimmer of despair that awoke above the strength of a servant's belief in the Creator's power.

And when the prayer and the faith were affirmed, it seemed as if there came 1000 times the strength in Aura to give birth to her child. As a result, without going through a long process, Damaresh junior was launching.

And now, while Aura gets a postpartum medist act, Damaresh offers warm hugs and congratulations from the whole family waiting out there.

Grief that had perched in front of the eyes, conjured up immediately into joy. No one does not drown in gratitude for all that. Realize how wonderful the divine power they have gained in this life.

But there is still one untold story about the news of the Airbus A380 aircraft which is known as a private jet belonging to the William family, who lost contact. How did Damaresh escape the danger? How do you know the man was present in the hospital in a condition that does not lack anything.

All are still shrouded in question marks, but agreed to settle everything first, in order to prioritize the joy that exists. Let the question mark be answered in due time. If the time for storytelling still exists. Because it looks like the story of Damaresh and Aura will close the book until here alone.

The tragedy of the loss of the Airbus A380 will be revealed in the story of their children. But of course for that, it needs the support of the readers first. If the support is a lot, I will prepare a new story. But if there is not as much support as in the CTB, then, this plan will just stay the plan..

But before parting ways, let's first peek at the happiness of that new pair of parents. Damaresh and Aura were both staring at the son's face on top of the baby's boxes.

"I confused Aresh to choose which one as the name of our son," Aura said as she leaned spoiled on her husband's shoulder.

Arasya Davanka William's.

Askara Daniyal Farabi's.

"Both are equally good, dear. I'm confused too." Damaresh spelled the two names again, but did not find one that became a decree. "How is this?"

"There are still two ways Aresh can choose between these two names" Aura said.

"What?"

"First, we are istikharah, ask God for guidance. God will present the word in our hearts to one of the best. And the second way, we ask the reader to choose, how?"

"I agree with your proposal." Damaresh immediately sprinkled a soft kiss on his wife's forehead.

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It seems Ares and Ara are confused yes, ask the same reader to choose a name for their child.

Awaiting yes..

And, I say many thanks for all your enthusiasm in following this story. Honestly, I still want to continue, because the support from the reader really makes my spirit pumped. But every story must meet the word end. Like a journey that must stop when it has reached its destination.

I hope to be together again in another story..Lots of love and lots of love for all your support.

Oya, if I may be pleased to invite you to the story of LOVE BERTUAN. there is still quiet, your support is highly anticipated.and now CTB appears with a new face more beautiful.

very beautiful cover, my beautiful sister's creation. Author Nofiya Hayati's.

Thanks again to all the readers..And thanks also to fellow Authors who always provide love and support for this story.

See you in another story, God willing.

Assalamu..