REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 213.

 Umi Nafisah rushed to Jeni's room, lucky that the room was not closed perfectly so that Umi Nafisah could enter there easily.

 The sound of Jeni's moans being held back, making Umi Nafisah unbearable.

"Jen, Umi's in."

 Jeni immediately turned her head, her beautiful face was already deathly pale withstanding the pain. Without waiting for a response from Jeni, Umi Nafisah went straight in and took a position on her side, slowly sequencing the tailbone of Jeni to reduce her pain. Jeni was still moaning, occasionally stroking her stomach elus which in a few minutes continued to feel intense contractions.

"Patience to you, nduk. Lailahaillallah, subhanaka inni Kuntu minazzalimiin." Umi Nafisah continues to guide Jeni to read a prayer that is specifically for mothers who will give birth.

 Jeni followed Umi Nafisah's reading between her groans, the constant pain that came to make Jeni not even remember what else besides her pain.

 Before long, Gus Moses had returned to the room. Together they pick up Jeni and get her in the car, it appears that some santri putra and santri putri did not forget also the teacher of other teaching staff in the boarding school stood in front of the yard staring at the departure of the owner of the pesantren and his family. And among them also appeared a pair of small eyes belonging to Abbas who also watched over the departure of his parents.

"Oh my God, it hurts so much." Jeni continues to moan because the pain that comes now many times more than when at home, even Jeni felt if her underwear was now getting wet.

 Umi Nafisah who is on Jeni's side continues to rub the back and hips of Jeni, hoping to reduce the pain in the pain suffered by her daughter-in-law. His old eyes had already started to fog, recalling a time like this that he would always remember in his life, when he could only fight alone with the husband because he had no other relatives at that time.

" Patient ones, Jen. The strong, Umi is here. You are strong yes," comfort Umi Nafisah with a tone of voice began to sound vibrating.

 Jeni slowly nodded, her hands constantly moving rubbing the stomach that felt tight. Jeni frowned, the tremendous pain came making her want to push hard, but fortunately Umi Nafisah reminded her of the danger of straining prematurely. So as much as possible Jeni held it as hard as she could while continuing to chant prayers to the Almighty.

 The car driven by Gus Musa had reached the hospital court, quickly Gus Musa called a nurse who immediately moved quickly to help his wife.

 Jeni was taken to the delivery room by Umi Nafisah, while Gus Musa was immediately asked to take the administration and registration at the registration counter.

 Gus Musa did everything quickly, because he wanted to immediately accompany the wife who is currently struggling among his death to give birth to their prospective baby to the world.

"Umi, how?" cecar Gus Musa after finishing all the administrative affairs and immediately followed to the room where Jeni was brought.

 In front there, Umi Nafisah is also waiting with was was.

"Patient husband?" said one of the nurses who suddenly emerged from the delivery room, faintly heard a scream from inside there that immediately believed Gus Musa if it was the voice of his wife, who was, his heart was immediately filled with no heart to hear such pain.

Because Gus Musa never answered, finally Umi Nafisah who answered the nurse's question.

 "This, sus. My son is her husband" she said, wiping away the tears still on her cheeks.

 The nurse nodded. "Well, you can please come with me, because my wife has been calling me there ever since. Maybe the presence of the father can make the patient more calm."

 Gus Musa turned to his mother first, before finally stepping after seeing the nod of Umi Nafisah.

*

The situation in the maternity room seemed tense, Jeni continuously shouted while occasionally chanting the prayer that had been taught by Umi Nafisah earlier on her. A cold sweat rolled down his forehead, making Gus Musa even more unbearable.

"Please stand by his wife yes, sir . The opening is complete and soon the baby will be born" said a midwife who is now in the lower part of Jeni's body.

 Gus Musa was completely confused by the midwife's words, but did not want to hinder the delivery of his wife he quickly obeyed the midwife's orders by standing at the side of his wife's bed. Gus Musa hugged Jeni's head, peeling her off without a care even though Jeni's forehead was now full of cold sweat .

"Mas, this hurts a lot." Jeni sounded moaning..

 Gus Moses could not bear it, but he could do nothing. He looked at her in the eyes of his beloved wife, before dropping another kiss on her forehead.

"Defend yes, dear. I know you must be strong, survive for the sake of our child," murmured Gus Musa who was only answered with a short nod by Jeni.

 Not long after, there was a sound like a small eruption from the bottom of Jeni's body. In the accompaniment of the urge to push so strong felt by Jeni.

 Jeni nodded and began to follow her every word, although the pain that was felt had not disappeared but Jeni could feel the baby was struggling with her.

"Bismillah, baby. The strong yes, you are strong dear you can ." Gus Musa continued to encourage his wife tirelessly, every sweat that flowed on Jeni's forehead did not hesitate on his swab with his hands or with his own clothes.

 "Mas ridho over you dear, please be strong and stay here with Mas and the children later yes," whispered Gus Musa again.

 And it didn't take long from there, an increasingly strong urge to push made Jeni finally managed to bring the baby they had been waiting for to the world. That shrill cry signified the beginning of a new life that was so in the future by their little family.

 Gus Musa smiled, and tears flowed down his face. In his face full of the same wife's face reviewed a smile with the same highlight of gratitude.

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations Father Mother baby girl. Very healthy and beautiful," said the midwife who handled Jeni earlier, brought a small body that just born Jeni on Jeni's body. Closed a cloth over her and allowed Jeni to hold her baby, while she was again busy with the baby's placenta which was also ready to be born.

 Gus Musa changed positions, he wanted to see more clearly the way his daughter who a few minutes ago was still comfortable enjoying the atmosphere in the womb of the mother. Not to forget his phone is also on standby, preparing to take pictures of the baby including his mother to be stored as memories.

"His face is very similar, yes, the deck." Gus Moses touched the baby's face slowly opening his mouth with anxiety.

 Jeni smiled and nodded in agreement. "Yes yes, Mas. You cheat, you should look like me."

"Hahaha, that means you are cheating, right Abbas is already similar to you at this time also want to look like you anyway, deck? What is dong?" kekeh Gus Moses.

 Jeni did not say anymore, just the smile she gave to her husband now. A wonderful husband in his eyes is also a very responsible father to his children. Inexhaustible Jeni is grateful for the blessing given to her.

  After that, a nurse asked the baby from Jeni's body. Saying she would clean it first, Jeni let the nurse take the baby while she started staring down where the midwife said she would take care of the baby's placenta. But now that Jeni feels that the placenta is still in her womb, what is it?

 The face was tense there, which Jeni caught from the look on the nurse and midwife. What does it mean ....

***

Meanwhile.

"Mas, where are you going?" ask Asy when she accidentally saw her husband was about to pack his goods into the suitcase.

 Anxiety severed her heart, fearing that her husband would leave for a long time and leave her.

But a moment later, a smile on Rahman's face melted all his prejudices.

"Where not, just to your village first. There's another call about the show, deck."

 Asy mangosteen, then sat down at the side of the bed near Rahman who seemed to be fiddling with his phone.

"Well, here's proof of the chat. There are parties who invite Mas again to return to fill the lecture there. Hows it? You believe it, right?" asked Rahman while looking at the beautiful face of the wife .

 Asy nodded slowly. "yes, I believe it, Mas. Just surprised, usually you will always ask for help if you want to clean up the goods. This is how the tumben settle itself?"

"Yes, lighten the burden of the wife a little, what's wrong? Anyway ...."

 Asy's forehead was again wrinkled. "After?" he repeated in wonder, scanning the face of her ignorant-looking husband.

"Yes, after all, you have to clean your own stuff. Yes, I still have to add to your burden anyway," said Rahman increasingly teki.

"Hum? Handling my own stuff? What's it doing, Mom?" Asy still doesn't understand.

"Well, baby, you're coming this time. You want to, right? Occasionally nemenin Mas yes. Yes yes yes yes, all of you look up your adoptive parents to the village, yes you did not miss them anyway?" persuade Rahman like a child who was whining asking for toys to his mother.

*Further in the next chapter yes, still in the process in a moment.