Princess Surgaku Khaula

New power

As if getting such a big boost of positive energy, my husband and I believed this was the answer to our prayers. Our first daughter will be healed and play with her sister later or her sister who God sent to be a substitute for Khaula whose life opportunity is not much according to the doctor. We've resigned no matter what.

After my condition improved and I was allowed to go home, my husband and I visited Khaulah before my husband drove me home to rest at home. My mom and dad went to the hospital to see their first grandchild.

"Darling, how are you? may you come to your senses soon and get back to health, Mama and Papa miss you so much, we miss playing together in your room, watching you roll your stock over the mat where the three of us used to play. Mama has happy news dear, the doctor said in Mama's stomach there is a baby dede loh, Khaula will be a sister. Someone will call you brother and invite you to play. Is it not the darling? recover son, recover quickly. Mama misses." I said as I spilled all the claustrophobic I thought.

"Yes, son, go home. Rest.Let us take care of Khaul." Said my mother while wiping her tears that had continued to flow since arriving and seeing the state of her granddaughter.

"I'm taking Khaula Bu, sir, I'm going home. If my body starts to feel good and strong, I'll be right back here." Saying my farewell.

I left my beloved daughter with my father's mother and one of our sisters because the other was assigned to take care of me at home.

Arriving at home I immediately rested with my husband who was also tired of taking care of me and Khaula. I closed my eyes, but all that came through was the shadow of my little princess' sweet smile. Instead of falling asleep, I cried as much as I could, I worried about her situation. I was afraid what would happen when I got home. But I was helpless, not to mention I had to guard my womb. It was only prayer that I could give to the little princess that I was worried about.

I picked up my phone, I called my mom to ask her how she was doing and she replied that she still had not changed. I kept my phone and I looked at the tired face that was sound asleep because of fatigue.

Suddenly my phone rang. I saw my mother's name on the screen.

"Son, Khaula...Khaulah is conscious." Mother spoke with a trembling voice and was so enthusiastic.

"Thank God....." My words are full of gratitude.

"Already, you rest, son, let Mother and Father take care of our grandchildren. If there's any more news, I'll call us right away" said Mom.

"Thank you Mom, I'm so happy mom, good mom I'll rest to get well soon." My answer.

I was so happy to hear what Mom said, My Khaulaku is sober! I'd love to wake up my sweetheart and tell her about our daughter, but I say I think it's better for her to rest first. When I wake up, I will tell him this happy news. I also try to get back to rest.

After knowing the good news of our daughter, she looked so happy, her neutrals condensed the sign of haru. We thanked him and immediately contacted our colleague who was in charge of the orphanage, we transferred some money to buy the needs of children in the orphanage that our friends managed as a sign of our gratitude for getting two good news today.

The news of my pregnancy and the news of our daughter Khaula. We went down to the dining room for dinner, my husband told me that I was worried that I was falling because my body was still weak plus the severe nausea that from morning never subsided. My second pregnancy was very different from my first pregnancy which was almost no nausea let alone vomiting, lucky this time my husband was sensitive, he said, not as cute as when I was pregnant with Khaula so I did not feel so troubled with this new condition.