Rahim Nayra For Naura

Chapter 80 -

A woman will feel special when having a partner who treats her with great dignity, treating her as if the man is in dire need of her presence.

While the perfection of women will be felt when she has become a mother, because the journey to collect noble status is not easy.

Full of struggle, not just with sweat and tears. However, also with blood even life bets.

Before her, Nayra had only heard of it from her mother, her late grandmother or how many people had given birth. But now he feels the struggle. The struggle that seemed to be taking his life in a certain second.

However, the struggle full of tears will pay off very well in accordance with the presence of the baby.

"Now you can atone for your sins, Nay."

"So Raka's wife until you get pregnant and give birth!"

"Congratulations on your pregnancy, Naura."

"Thank you, honey, thank you so much. I love you, I love you so much."

"Darling ...."

"Nayra?"

"She will be fine, sir. Don't worry, she's just tired."

Nayra's breath felt heavy, her chest felt so tight. He tried to open his eyes when he heard Raka's voice that sounded very far away.

"Darling?"

Nayra's forehead was wrinkled, she grimaced and tears just flowed from the corner of her eyes.

"It's okay, you won the fight."

Slowly, Nayra opened her eyes. The first thing he saw was a white room.

Was she already dead after struggling to give birth to her child?

"Darling?" Nayra felt someone touch her hand, she turned her head and tears spilled back as she looked at her husband.

"Raka?" she nodded in a voice almost inaudible to herself.

"I'm here, honey." Raka smiled, she clasped Nayra's hand, peeping her softly.

"Raka, our son?" Nayra looked down, looking at her stomach which was now flat.

"He's sleeping" Raka replied as she wiped Nayra's tears.

"What's going on?" nayra asked, her voice shaking. He really doesn't know what's going on. What Nayra remembered was that as she twitched with all her might, she felt all the pain as if pulling her bones out of her body. However, Nayra had heard the sound of a baby crying before she lost her consciousness.

"You fainted," Raka said gently which made Nayra shock.

"My son?" Nayra immediately sat down but Raka again laid her wife down slowly.

"I told you, she's sleeping, honey," said Raka softly. "You're exhausted, you finally fainted and it's been three hours." Raka's voice trembled, even he could no longer contain the tears that he had been holding back.

While Nayra looked confused to see the husband who was now crying. "What's up, honey?" asked Nayra while rubbing Raka's cheek gently.

"You ... hiks, you fainted for a long time, I was afraid," said Raka and now the tears of the man were getting louder. "I don't think you're awake, three hours or so you blacked out, Nayra!"

Nayra who was unable to endure all the pain during childbirth, and fatigue after several hours she struggled to give birth finally fell unconscious along with the exit of their child.

Raka was very happy when she saw her first child, a very handsome son. However, seeing the unconscious Nayra made Raka instantly overwhelmed with excessive anxiety and fear.

Raka always remembered what Nayra often said, she would leave after giving birth to Raka's child. Those words continued to haunt Raka every second of her while waiting for the wife to come to her senses from her fainting.

"I'm here now, I'm fine" Nayra said.

"I almost cried earlier, Nay," Raka said as she wiped her still flowing tears.

"And now you are weeping" said Nayra, who was now crying.

He was moved, not expecting to be in this position. Loved so incredibly and blessed by a child.

"Our children ... are Alvaro or Aletha?" asked Nayra while chuckling in between her cries. "I don't even know if I'm a boy or a girl."

Raka laughed a little. "Prince, honey, we're gifted the crown prince."

"I want to see it now" exclaimed Nayra excitedly. "Oh my God, he must be very handsome" he murmured.

"Handsome father," said Raka and Nayra nodding in agreement.

Raka called the sisters to take them to their son's room which was placed in a different room, because Nayra was still unable to keep him while Raka also seemed unable to do that.

Nayra could not stem her tears as she looked at the figure of the little angel who looked so tiny and handsome.

"Oh my God, he's like an angel" murmured Nayra.

"He's very handsome, isn't he? I told you," said Raka, then he kissed Nayra's forehead several times. "He's like a light, honey."

"True," said Nayra. "The light is very bright and warm." Nayra laughed happily as well as cried, her feelings really mixed into one now.

However, suddenly Nayra's face seemed tense as she recalled her dream earlier.

"Raka?" call her. "I was dreaming." Nayra looked up to look into the husband's eyes.

"What dream?" Raka asked very gently, let alone the look in Nayra's changed eyes.

Nayra was silent for a moment, recalling her dream as she fainted earlier. "What dream, honey?" tanya Raka urged.

"Did I give birth just to atone for my sins on Naura?" the question escaped Nayra's lips.

A flash of the past is again present in Nayra's memory, her agreement with Naura and how people congratulate her on Naura's pregnancy.

"Hey ...." Raka immediately knelt down in front of his wife who was still sitting in a wheelchair. He cupped Nayra's cheek, forcing her to look her in the eye. "You gave birth because God chose you to be the mother of my child, dear, not to atone for sin" Raka stressed.

"This is no longer about your agreement and Naura, now it's about you, your husband and your son."

Nayra was silent for a moment, she looked into Raka's eyes which were also staring at her deeply. After that he also looked at the sleeping baby.

Nayra's memories revolve around the accident that night, the accident that took Naura's life.

"I want to contact Naura."