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The day later

In the following days...

A notification entered into the device that lay. It is common that on the same date, Gus Mukhlis would send a living in the form of money that should be the responsibility of Aaron to Ayudia and his son through his wife Ning Maulida.

Before this he had very often refused the living of first brother Aaron. Because, for him to support himself is still enough. But because of the strong religious understanding of the Aaron family, they still kekeuh to give the rights of Aaron's children even though they are still in the womb until later when sitting in college. Aaron's brothers agreed to pay for the baby if given the opportunity to live, until the child was able to make a living for himself.

Women who still wrap their bodies with face do not immediately open M-banking notifications that routinely ring on certain dates, every transaction. Instead, focus on the Qur'an that he is currently reading.

Tok...

A knock made Qonniah's head turn towards the door. The newly arrived Aina immediately ran in towards him while calling out greetings like her mother.

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah, ponakan Aunty." Cheerfully Qonni welcomed the little girl who was already like his own son as well. "MashaAllah, the beautiful the more beautiful."

The face that followed her father was smiling sweetly. The Asian-European face water makes the first princess Safa and Arifin like Barbie dolls.

"Aunty, take a walk yuk." Invite it with a children's cash lisp.

"Where to go, honey?"

"Buy clothes for baby Dede" he replied. The boy knew today that he would be shopping for baby supplies with his Aunt and Grandma.

"Oh, huh? Were you invited? Aina's not coming, Aina's with Grandpa."

"Aaaa, Aina's coming! Aina wants to see Baba."

"Haha..." The pregnant woman would not be able to help but laugh when there was Aina nearby.

"Daddy, aren't you ready? Later kesorean, loh." Ask Safa. Ashar's time passed a few minutes ago, almost an hour. But the woman was still at home reading Maryam and Joseph to the point that she forgot that this afternoon there was an appointment to buy baby supplies.

"Yes, Mom, I'm ready. Not for long."

"Oh yeah, I'll wait outside."

Qonni simply nodded while raising Aina's body slightly in order to get up from her lap.

"Aunty get changed, yeah."

"Yya– Aina to Grandma."

"Okay, honey." In her kiss the reddish cheeks belonged to Aina. Not forgetting the slight tug of anxiety on her gemoi cheeks.

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The journey to the department store using a car driven by Afin's private driver for Safa, did not take long. Now the car that was driven by three adult women, one driver, and a little girl who did not wear her hijab has arrived at the Mall courtyard.

Seemed some security and one of the men in more presentable clothes greeted them kindly.

Yups, the life wheel of the Ulum family has completely changed. In fact, once the boro-boro get a friendly greeting from the security guard at the main door of the building. There, they actually go through the side door that is close to the motorbike parking area. If you remember, the family included rarely to the mall, anyway. Most often once a month, even when Ulum new payday.

Usually they will ride a foursome motorbike, which if the heat is hot and not infrequently also their children shiver because of the rain while laughing, happy.

But that's the past. Now, Aida is grateful that her daughters can live well with their respective partners. And, yes, it no longer applies to Qonniah now who actually bears the title of widow in living her husband's death.

Straight to the main destination, they entered the baby supply store. There who is very enthusiastic about choosing Aida. As for Qonni just looks ordinary while tailing Brother and his mother moving around looking for the right item.

"Qonni, look. It's funny, isn't it?" Aida shows a baby jumpsuit with a bear motif. The woman responded with a smile before nodding. "We took it ten times, yeah. Sama– Ah, let's find a baby first."

Aida was again busy choosing bedongs, diapers, and so on. While Qonni just stay still, while touching some gloves hanging on his shelf.

A' it's only a matter of weeks, our son will be born. During that time anyway, I resisted the longing that I honestly could not bear. But, I'm strong now, even if only shopping the same mother and sister Safa. I don't know when I give birth.

Qonni raised his back fogged up eyeballs. No, he didn't want to cry. He promised me. Every morning he promises not to cry today.

"Yes, Mommy?" The woman hastily breathed out her breath.

"Here deh–" he asked, inviting his sister to approach immediately.

"Which one do you like?" Safa pointed to a baby mattress with a different model.

"Whichever I am, Ma'am," replied Qonni resignedly.

"Don't do it, dong. Let's choose which one you like the most." Safa persuaded Qonni to be enthusiastic in preparing for the birth of his first child.

"That's aja–" with the origin of Qonni pointed to the right side.

"Really?" Tanya Safa made sure.

"Yes," he answered briefly before passing by with a shunt step. Safa also let out a long sigh, before agreeing on the item that Qonni pointed to earlier to be dropped by the employees there.

Women who are now fond of wearing black clothes continue to walk down the shelves dominated by clothes. Actually, if it wasn't Aida's compulsion she wouldn't want to shop for baby supplies. Because it would make him sad. Isn't this the hope first, can get pregnant and buy baby equipment with her husband.

Qonni grabbed one of them which he found very funny. Shortly after that he felt the powerful kick of his baby that made him stunned and then stroked the stomach.

"Oh my God. sorry dear. Ummi's not excited about shopping, is he? But that does not mean Ummi does not welcome you, really. Ummi can't wait to see you. You stay healthy, huh?"

In his swab kept his stomach twitching and began to feel tight. A reaction that he usually felt since the age of his pregnancy approached HPL.

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A few weeks later...

He just woke up from his sleep. The woman felt uncomfortable before finally touching the surface of the mattress that felt wet with a somewhat different aroma. He's sure this isn't urine, but what?

It has not passed HPL. Qonni had not even felt any signs of contraction, it seemed like he had an early rupture of the membranes.

Slowly get out of bed to clean themselves, change clothes after that approached his mother who was also awake was doing his routine of preparing a food menu today before the morning adhan reverberated.

"Mom!"

"Yes, Nduk."

"So the bed was wet. But Qonni was sure it wasn't urine."

Taaaa... The woman who was cutting the carrot immediately stopped her movements, then turned her head.

"Wet? Is there a smell?"

"There's a heck of it but it's rich in clothes whitening scent."

"Astaghfirullah al 'azim. Does your stomach hurt?"

"That's right, Qonni didn't know anything."

"Allahu Akbar's. You sit down, Nduk. Rest, don't go anywhere." The woman hurried out of the kitchen, approached her husband who was in remembrance while waiting for the dawn prayer at the home musholla. "Dad! Yaaaaa!"

"Astaghfirullah, Astagfirullah, Astaghfirullah.." murmured Ulum solemnly.

"Dad!" she kept calling her husband and then sat down by his side. "Well, please stop. The power of Qonni's amniotic fluid broke. We have to go to the hospital, Dad."

"Astaghfirullah al'azim–" Ulum stopped his dhikr after it rose. "Get Qonni ready. I'm gonna get ready for the car first."

Aida nodded, she hurried to follow her husband's orders. Approaching Qonni and helping him to get ready. Because the maternity equipment is already prepared, they also live the way now.