Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Lahiran & Symburatan

In the hospital, Bimo sits unsettled waiting for the struggling Lina to give birth to their baby.

"Mr Bimo?" Call a Sister as soon as you get out of the delivery room.

"I'm a Sister." Bimo Sahut.

"Congratulations, Sir. My father's son was born. My wife is also in good condition." Evidently.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah." Bimo said happily.

"Let's come with me.." Take the Sister.

With a step of spirit Bimo followed Sister to the maternity room. When he arrived there, Dr Maharani brought the baby closer to Bimo.

Bimo's tears trickled down, his hands trembling as he touched the tiny body in the Doctor's sling.

"Congratulations, Mr. Bimo. Your baby's a boy."

Bimo's tears were getting louder, then without delay Bimo immediately azan in the right ear of the hero. Meanwhile, Lina, was moved to see Bimo and the baby.

After the procedure, the babies were taken for cleaning. While Rina who had finished cleaning, was immediately transferred to another room. Bimo continued to tightly grip Rina's hand all the way to the special room room.

As soon as Lina was comfortable lying in her room, the Sisters left Bimo and Lina.

"Dear, thank you so much." Kissing Rina's forehead.

"I love you, Mom." Rina.

Bimo was moved to hear that speech. Immediately she climbed on top of Lina's bed and lay down next to Rina. Bimo carried Lina in his arms.

"I'm sorry I couldn't accompany you dear in the operating room."

"No need to apologize. I know I'm afraid of blood." The face of Bimo.

"We are happy today. Our baby is finally coming." Isak Bimo.

"Yes, Mas. Our baby is coming." Trying to calm Bimo down.

While Bimo and Rina were happy to welcome their son. In Bandung, Isma and Prince had just arrived. They were warmly welcomed by Abah and Umi.

"Welcome, Abah's son-in-law." Greet Abah hugging Prince.

"Somebody?" Ask Prince.

"Alhamdulillah, Abah is always healthy. Especially when Abah heard the news of abi's grandson of triplets." Abah.

Prince smiled proudly.

"Prince can also make Abah's granddaughter a quintuplet." Whisper Prince.

"Wuiih, no." Abah pat Prince on the shoulder.

"Why not Abah?"

"Pity of your wife. Can be that hot when you give birth." Rutuk Abah's.

Prince and Isma smiled happily. So do Umi and Fitri.

They finally entered the house.

"Weight no, deck?" Ask Fitri while helping Isma to sit down.

"Not really, Tea. It's just that, if one kicked, the other went along. So, it's like having an earthquake when all the babies are kicking." Said Isma.

Fitri and Umi smiled in horror at Isma's explanation. Then they caressed Isma's stomach. At that moment, there was a long kick.

"Waahh, Grandma's granddaughter is amazing." Umi cried out in shock when she saw the surface of Isma's stomach move because of the baby's kick.

Everyone laughed happily. And began to prank on Isma. Umi, Fitri, Arsyid, Abah and Arya alternately touched Isma's stomach, thus making the three Isma and Prince's hearts move actively in Isma's stomach.

"When did Ounty leave?" Ask Arsyid.

"Mmm, maybe two more months, baby." Answer Isma.

"Still long. Just make sure I want to play with the baby quickly." Spoiled whine.

Hearing Arsyid's funny whimper, Prince approached and immediately carried her.

"Main the same uncle first, would not you?" Persuade Prince.

Arsyid nodded happily. Then he hugged the Prince tightly.

Just this time Arsyid wants to be carried by Prince. Usually he was always hiding when Prince wanted to carry him.

"Prepare your food first, then. You guys haven't had lunch, have you?" Ask Fitri.

"Yet. Adek hungry Tea. Want to taste the food." Isma Whine.

"Ready, princess. I'll prepare the food soon." Fitri replied as she stepped towards the kitchen.

Umi also follows Fitri kedapur. While Isma, accompanied by Prince to the room. He knew his wife was tired.

"Mas, Abah, I take Isma to the room first. Let's take a break."

"Yes, please. You take a break too." Aryan's advice was approved by Abah.

Once in the room, Isma instead of lying down, tightened her arms.

"Darling why? Not tired, huh?" Take off Isma's hijab slowly.

"Adek wants to hug. I don't want to sleep." Her head was scratched by Prince's neck.

Prince gently stroked Isma's hair, then gave a kiss on the top of Isma's head.

"Call him while sitting or lying down, yes. If you stand up, you'll be tired." Persuaded it.

"Wouldn't. I want to have a gini."

"All right, princess." Squeeze his embrace.

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