
In front of the delivery room door, all seemed tense waiting for the birth of twins Alexa and Balin.
The Asher family has also arrived at the hospital. Everyone's eyeballs move left and right in tandem with Balin's pacing steps.
Until finally Balin steps stopped by Alan who told him to calm down.
“I can't. I can't let Alexa fight alone in there,” said Balin frustrated.
“What can Brother help you with?” chirp Rama, who then devours chocolate biscuits.
Kirana was beside Rama picking up the chocolate biscuits in the hands of his uncle who was eating it.
“Hai, shut up! Later you will also ketar-ketir like this if you are married to Shinta.”
“Aamiin,” said Rama casually, then chuckled with Kirana.
“Balin, you should sit down and pray for the safety of Alexa and her baby,” said the mother gave advice.
Alan patted his sister-in-law's shoulder for a bit of calm.
“When Lily gave birth, I was worried about you too, Balin. But rest assured! Everything must be fine.”
“I have to go inside. Must.”
“But you've been kicked out by Alexa three times, Balin,” said Mirza who is near Alan.
Yup. That's right what Mirza said. Since Alexa entered the delivery room, Balin has been expelled by his wife for interrupting the ongoing labor process.
You could even say very disturbing.
But Balin doesn't care. He continued to barge into the delivery room, and approached Alexa who was lying down.
Some nurses tried to drive Balin away. However, as soon as Balin glared at the nurse there, instantly their guts shrieked.
Then Balin clasped tightly and kissed Alexa's hand.
“I'm here, Alexa. I'll stay by your side.”
“Balin,” says Alexa is pain-resistant.
“Come, Alexa. Straining but still opening your eyes. Breatheable. Don't forget to breathe! That's the most important thing!”
Balin uttered it with a tone of fear and a loud volume. Like someone who screams.
“OPEN EYES AND BREATHE, ALEXA!” he shouted right in front of Alexa's ear.
Plaque.
“You slapped your own husband, Alexa?”
“You're noisy! I was concentrating,” shouted Alexa who was also no less loud.
“I'm sorry. I'm just afraid you left me.”
Balin buried his head in the recess of Alexa's neck, and cried there. While the nurses who helped the doctor could only mutually lyrics flabbergasted.
As fast as lightning Balin looked up to catch the wet nurse who was laughing at him.
“Hai, you don't know huh? I'm traumatized,” Balin snapped at the nurses.
“I once accompanied a woman who gave birth, then she died right in front of me. I'm afraid my wife is of the same fate.”
The nurse apologized. When Balin scolded them.
This is what Balin had feared all along. She still harbors trauma while accompanying Karina giving birth.
During Alexa pregnancy, there are no significant complaints. Even so, Balin was still worried to see Alexa's face grimacing in pain.
“Balin, if you want to get angry, you better get out!” Alexa said as she was pushing.
Alexa shook her hand to let Balin leave the delivery room.
“Doctor, just kick my husband out, Doc.”
Hearing that, Balin froze. He rubbed Alexa's arm and apologized for a number of times.
“OK, I'll calm down, Alexa. But don't kick me out again.”
Balin's gaze moved on Alexa's belly, “Hai, you guys! Quickly get out of there!”
Plaque.
One slap landed on Balin's right cheek which made him gasp.
Brilliant ideas infiltrated Balin's mind. It seems like their baby is obeying the father's words.
Balin repeated the order for the baby to come out.
“Hai, come after your sister! Get outside! Don't make us wait!”
Balin snapped at Alexa's belly which made everyone in the room shake their heads.
Including Alexa who laughed even though she was out of energy.
How not? Balin's expression is very similar to that of a coach who encourages athletes in a running race.
And it's true. The second Balin Junior was born upon hearing orders from his father.
***
Alexa and the twins are already in the VVIP inpatient room.
Balin limited the time people wanted to see the twins to just three minutes.
For the servants. Only the waiter assigned to care for Alexa and the twins can enter the room.
The rest went home without even peeking at the handsome face of Si Duo Balin Junior. Even so, they still understand the orders of the master. Their mistress must definitely have a lot of rest.
The servants could not wait for Duo Balin Junior's return to the mansion.
Now only Alexa, Balin, Kirana and Rama live in the room.
Alexa was eating her breakfast. Kirana and Rama both propped up their chins watching Duo Balin Junior who was fast asleep in a cloth bag.
While Balin, he was still pacing back and forth thinking of the right name for the twins.
“Uncle, how to distinguish the two of them?” kirana asked the chuckling Rama.
“Uncle also don't know. They really look like a betel nut split in three.”
“Pinang halved, Rama,” says Alexa justifies.
“Three, Brother Alexa,” Denies Rama. He started counting.
“One, two, twins. And three Balin sisters. They're really similar. But hopefully your faces are similar, similar to Mama's, huh?"
Rama muttered to the two sleeping babies, "Large later do not be like Papa and Uncle who often fight and argue."
“Whose baby sister will be named, Pa?” ask Kirana to Balin.
Balin ruffled waist. It seemed that he had already raised his hand thinking of a name for the twins. He rattled his hair in frustration.
“As for Mama only,” said Balin in the end.
“Mama, whose twins' names? Let them be differentiated,” said Kirana who now throws the padangan to Alexa.
Alexa is confused. Ever since she became pregnant, she knew she was going to give birth to twins. However, there is no name that fits him.
“Who is it?”
Rama flicked his fingers and shouted, “Aha.”
Everyone looked at him who was beaming.
“Because they have an uncle named Rama and their future aunt is also named Shinta. What if they were named Nakula and Sadewa?”
Alexa and Kirana round their eyes together.
“Ah, the exact name as in the Pandawa storybook. Aren't you, Uncle?” Kirana said so cheerfully.
“Betul, Kirana. According to Alexa, how?”
“Nakula and Sadewa? Yes, that's a good name.”
Alexa threw a look at her husband. “If you think, Honey?”
Balin approaches Alexa embracing and kissing the head end of a struggling wife giving birth to her two twins.
“Whatever you like, I just agree.”