PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

108 Greatest mom

Ezra

I went into the ward where Zoya was transferred. I could see Zoya lying with eyes staring at the ceiling.

"Darling.." call me. I sat next to him.

"Darling.." she replied.

"Happy mother Zi, you are the best mama." I kissed my wife's forehead. He returned to tears.

"Zi where is dear?" tanyakanya.

"Zi still needs intensive care."

"Would you see the picture?" bargained.

I showed her picture on my phone. "It's kind of like me."

"She's a little darling." Zoya felt my phone screen as if she was touching baby Zi.

"Nothing dear, we will love the best for him, vitamins, food, anything for his growth." I'm spirited. I want to make him no longer sad.

"Mama said, currently the best food for him is breast milk. You will love, sacrifice once again for her."

Zoya nodded steadily. "Definitely darling.I'll love what I can't feel first."

"I used to rely on latitude breast milk inserted in a bottle. And now I'm going to breastfeed baby Zi. I promise you, baby, I'll give you the best for her."

"Now I know, baby Zi is as great as anyone. I think you're." I kissed my wife again.

"I'm sure this is the reason why God keeps baby Zi in your womb Zoy, even though repeatedly you are not well."

"God wants us to take care of him, do our best for him and make up for what we didn't feel first." I stroked his head.

The thing I didn't feel was taking care of my parents since I was a teenager. And if God gives me long life, I will not spend my childhood growing up with my children.

"Keep with me baby, we take care and raise the kids together. In joy and sorrow."

"We created a whole family for her."

Zoya nodded. I hugged her body carefully for fear of injuring her stomach with stitch wounds.

Chequek! Door opened.

"Zra, move!"

Satya's Dad! Zoya and I looked at the door. There is Satya's father, Una's mother and several people including mama, papa, oma Citra and Opa Darma.

"You, don't macem Zra! Fasting 2 months." I just scratched my nape as Satya's father gave a warning.

I know Dad too. How could I have done that to Zoya. I will wait for him to be ready.

I sat on the couch, giving mom and dad space to talk to Zoya.

"The baby looks like Shaka, how can it be Zra?" ask Satya's father to me.

I shrugged my shoulders. I also don't understand why our baby looks like Shaka.

"A newborn looks like Ezra, really, Sat." cut papa.

"Oh, huh?" Satya's father was astonished.

"Hem."

"Udah has big plans for him." Satya's father asked me.

"The plan ahead must be there, Dad. What is important now baby Zi must be healthy first, quickly gain weight, and can be taken home immediately. Zoya can't wait to get carried away." I stared at the bed where my wife was lying.

"Well, Ezra's right, brother. Now we focus on the same health of baby Zi first. His future is assured." Mother Una was in our conversation. There was a small twitch at the end of his sentence.

Ckleek door open.

The absurd couple enters.

***

Star

"Haiii my darling." I went in and walked to Bi's bed. Mama and Mother Una were by her side.

"Hi, Bi."

"How's baby." He caressed my stomach.

"Okay Onty." I said speaking in the voice of the children.

"Have you seen baby Zi?" ask mama.

"Udah dong! Looks like a bad Shaka!" Sahutku.

Mama and Mama Una laughed. "What are you craving, Zoy? Why would Shaka's face drop on baby Zi's face?"

Zoya shrugged her shoulders. "When I like nosy as Nath, you know."

"Well yes. Everyone wants him to take him." We all laughed.

"Where is he now? College is off, right?"

"At room from yesterday, Zoy. Trauma looks like you want to mingle." Sahut.

"Well, what if he has a wife later, Ma."

"Back peed in his pants time, Zoy." We laughed again and the object was Nath.

"Yet, Bi. There is no free time either. Nath hasn't wanted a story like that either."

"What's the big deal, huh?" tanyaku.

Mom smiled and shook her head. "I don't know, Bi. Hopefully not serious."

"Hopefully, ma."

"Whatever the case, Una hope not as bad as big brother ngediemin Bi same Zoy kayak first, sis." Mother Una spoke to mama.

Mom smiled. "God willing, Na."

***

Zoya

Mom and a nurse helped me pump breast milk to give to baby Zi. I want to cry right now. I should have been able to breastfeed her straight away, but the circumstances were not possible.

"It won't take long, will it?" my many.

"No, Mom. If his condition has improved, he can suckle directly from the mother's body. Most importantly, the mother routinely pumps breast milk so that it does not dry."

I nodded understand. Ezra and mom join the nurse to the NICU room where baby Zi is being treated.

Not long ago. They came back with happy faces.

"Happy ma."

"Baby Zi really, really, Zoy. Satisfied drinking ASI he smiles you know? Mama's so excited about carrying." Mom said enthusiastically.

"It can't be carried yet, ma?" I was wondering if it could not be done so that Mama or Ezra could hold baby Zi.

"You don't want to take any chances, honey. Baby Zi was still vulnerable. Fear of mother also carry viruses and bacteria. Mama's been here all day and hasn't changed."

"So, we'll just look at it from the front of the room. Says the nurse, premature baby is easily stressed if too much can be touched, dear."

Thank you, ma. I've thought that far for Zoy's son.

"Drink still use a hose, right ma?" my many.

"Still dear. He can't suck well, son." Mama stroked my head.

I looked straight ahead. Healthy fast, baby. So we can meet up and go home soon.

"Don't be sad, dear. I've permission from the doctor, in the afternoon you can meet baby Zi."

I look at him happily. "Really darling?"

Ezra nodded.

Afternoon...

I was sitting in a wheelchair with a hanging infusion. Ezra patiently led me to the NICU room where baby Zi was being cared for. Here there are 3 baby yeng in the care. And all three are premature babies.

I looked at the face of my son who was opening his eyes inside the incubator.

"Assalamualaikum, baby Zi." I greeted him as if he could see me.

"Be healthy soon, baby." I smiled to see him move his hands and lips.

"She knew that in the greetings of mama." Ezra said happily.

"Would the mother carry?" ask the doctor who handled me and baby Zi. The doctor intentionally accompanied us.

I nodded happily.

The doctor unbuttoned my shirt so that baby Zi could directly touch my skin.

The female doctor placed baby Zi on my chest. I touched and held her tiny body. My heart is out of control again.

"Hi dear.." I said.

Baby Zi moved her hand on my chest.

"He knows it again in his mother's arms." The doctor laughed a little.

"After his condition improved, he could be brought home. But with a note, it still has to be installed tools to monitor important organ organs in his body."

"What's an improved state like, Doc?"

"Well, usually it can only be brought home after 36 weeks of age. But, if the baby can breathe without a tool and can suck the put*ng mother or pacifier, or the weight is enough, can be taken home really, sir."

"Thank you doc."

"After I get home, I can come here every day right doc?"

"Must ma'am. The role of parents is very important for the health of the baby today."

The doctor put baby Zi back into the incubator when the red baby was asleep.

We're back in my ward. "Baby Zi Pinter, isn't it, sweetie."

"That's a big name." Ezra helped me get into bed.

"Yes dong." I chuckle. "I just can't accept she looks like Shaka." I pretended to sulk.

"What else am I, his father's face is just a little stick in there."

"A little but there's Zra. I'm the one who conceived her. Nothing looks the same as me."

Mama and Ezra laughed at my words.