PREMARITAL

Great Woman

O household leaders, husbands and fathers-to-be.

Look, look at the woman who is lying helpless. Didn't you hear the ringing coming out of his mouth, didn't you see his closed eyes withstanding the pain and the pain. There is not in your eyes a paled face, a sweat that soaks the whole body.

His grievance at this moment was not a sign of ungratefulness, his cry now was not a regret.

Look at the woman who is now betting her life, forgetting her shame that does not dress to give birth to a new human figure into the world.

Look at his struggle to see the figure of the little angel, whom he had been holding for nine and ten days. How many times the pain he is feeling right now, can you guys imagine the pain?

The process of giving birth is a life and death struggle. How not, the pain felt by a mother giving birth can not be described by anything.

The uterus of a pregnant mother will expand 500 times its normal size to accommodate its contents.

Blood lost through normal birth is 500ml.

This is equal to half a liter. The human body is only able to bear the pain of up to 45 Del, but during childbirth the mother will experience up to 57 Del, equal to the pain of 20 bones broken simultaneously.

Look at your wife's face, stand with her. Whisper prayers to strengthen her, kiss her lovingly.

Can you hurt your wife?

For you husbands, if you cannot give him happiness, at least never give him pain.

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Shara was struggling, with a breath of breath she expended all her strength.

Sakha accompanied his wife patiently, whispers of prayers she chanted at Shara's ears.

"Daddy, you can. Come on spirit," Sakha's pinta while rubbing the sweat that splashed on his wife's face.

Shara pushed back, holding her hand firmly on her husband's.

Occasionally the medics gave him instructions to take a breath, Shara followed every direction given.

"Come, Mom. Smart, a little more, Mom..."

Orders of a doctor who helped deliver Shara.

Shara strained by saying bismillah, his strength back he muster.

"Bismil was bornrohmanirrohim" he said in a stifled voice.

Shara and Sakha can breathe a sigh of relief, when the shrill cry of a baby so echoed through the room.

"Alhamdulillah, the baby is safe." The doctor held a male baby and covered him with a thick sheet of cloth.

Shara was still adjusting her breathing, her mouth was unceasingly giving thanks.

Sakha could not speak, her tears were now pouring down her face.

"MasyaAllah, Deck. Congratulations, you're great. You're so great" said Sakha, peeping at his wife's forehead.

As the doctor approaches Shara and Sakha, he now puts the baby on Shara's lap. With trembling hands, Shara grabbed her little baby. In the tender kiss of the baby's little fingers, his smile was ripped.

"Mas, our son."

Shara looked haru at her husband, Sakha nodded her head she was so happy to see the perfect figure of her little family.

The doctors again took the baby from Shara to clean it up, they also prepared to move Shara to the nursery.

"Dec, Mas get out first. I want to tell Umi, Abi and Mom and Dad."

Shara nodded, and after that Sakha went out to contact her family.

When he was about to contact his parents, from a distance Bima walked quickly to Sakha.

"Kha, how?" asked Bima curiously.

Sakha turned her head, and smiled at Bima.

"Thank God my wife and son are safe, Bim."

Bima happy to hear the good news, he also did not forget to give thanks for the happiness that now enveloped his best friend's family.

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations Kha you are now a father." Bima patted Sakha's shoulder gently.

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After contacting the whole family, Sakha returned to see his wife who had been moved from the delivery room.

He looked lovingly at his son and his wife, only this time he witnessed the struggle of a mother giving birth to her child.

His heart was so sick when he remembered the things he had done to his parents, especially the things that made the hearts of both parents sick.

"This is the body that grows our children, feeds our children. This body amuses our children, makes life.Your body is the one I love every day, thank you. Thank you for bringing our child into the world, baby."

"Thank you for making me a man, a husband, and a father."

Sakha kissed his wife's forehead, her tears also dripping a sign he was very grateful for the struggle of the wife.

"Together, Mas. Hopefully we can be good parents for our children" Shara said. His voice still sounded a little weak.

While waiting for his family to come, Sakha diligently feeds his wife with food and drinks that can accelerate his wife's recovery.

Before long, someone opened the door. Sakha and Shara look happy when they see their parents coming.

Shara gets warm hugs from both her mothers, while Sakha gets congratulations and hugs from both her fathers.

"Happy baby, you're a mother now."

Umi Shara hugged her daughter with haru.

"You're great, son. You're great" Sakha's mother told Shara.

"What's your son's name?" ask Abi Shara.

Sakha turned to his wife, as if asking permission to give the name that had been prepared by him. Shara nodded her head, believing her husband had prepared the most beautiful name for her son.

"His name is Muhammad Bilal Pratama."

Everyone loved the name Sakha gave, and offered the best prayer for the first grandchild of both families.

In the midst of happiness, their eyes were now on someone who entered the room.

Shara and Sakha stare at the questionable one, with the help of a wheelchair one begins to draw closer to Shara. It was none other than Airin who was helped by Bima to meet Sakha and Shara.

"Mom" said Sakha.

"Assalamallaikum, Om, Aunt." Bima greets both Sakha's parents as well as Shara.

"Sorry to interrupt, Airin and I would like to see Shara's condition as well as her son's." Bima asked for permission.

Sakha smiled faintly, allowing Airin to approach her little baby.

"Happy, congratulations Kha, Shara. You are parents now" said Airin.

"Thank you" Shara replied.

Airin sighed, he seemed to be preparing to talk to Shara and Sakha.

"Before, I wanted to apologize to you. Sorry if all this time I have been a burden to you, I often disturb your household. I'm very sorry for that" Airin said.

Sakha and Shara exchanged glances, they were still waiting for Airin who was about to continue his sentence.

"I've decided to stop wishing on Sakha, and I won't bother you anymore either."

Sakha was silent, not knowing what to do with her. Questions popped into his head as to whether Airin had actually changed or pretended like before.

"Remember Kha, inshaAllah Airin this time completely changed. He has also decided to continue his life," said Bima as if trying to convince Sakha as well as his family.

Sakha looked at Bima questioningly, she asked for more explanation on her best friend.

Bima smiled, as if she knew what Sakha was thinking.

"God willing, I'll propose to Airin soon."

Sakha is surprised, and so is Shara. How could Bima decide such a big thing so quickly.

"Bim, is that true? Please tell me everything from the beginning" Sakha pinta.

Sakha still asked for clarity on Bima, while Bima just smiled in response to the response given by her best friend.