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Sabiru and Orange

“Twin? Didn't he just say one? It's just women, right?”

Damar didn't answer Zakki's question right away. The man took a seat next to the waiting room. Sea and Zakky followed.

“Our twin babies were only detected when Saras was seven months. Feeling healthy, he rarely wanted to be taken to the hospital. He was very healthy, because the one who every day experienced morning sickness was me. Sometimes I had to call the obstetrician home to check on him. Yes, because it is impossible USG at home, finally we only do regular checks.”

Damar sighed, neutralizing his breath from the incident inside the delivery room just now.

“At the age of seven months doctors began to suspect, because Saras' weight developed a little excessive. His body was still normal, but why was his stomach growing bigger? Finally from there I forced him to USG and just discovered there were two fetuses. When the previous USG he was still hiding,” said Damar while chuckling.

Sea and Zakky stared at each other, feeling funny with that unexpected surprise.

“New in the womb alone he has pinter playing hide and seek, amazing must be very funny,” said Sea with sparkling eyes.

“But Saras and the twins are in good health, right? This was a normal delivery?” tanya Zakki who immediately embraced Damar.

“Great cool.” Again the Sea splashed itself, the girl even clapped her hands with her spirit.

Seeing the expression of the Sea Damar just melengos. No one knows how he feels, no one asks him, really.

Damar's memory floated on the scene last night, the day before Saras gave birth.

Damar felt pain in his stomach since he was about to go to work,. Many times the man went into the bathroom to defecate. But strangely he he didn't want to do that. Damar even took ulcer medicine because he thought his disease was relapsing but still the drug did not help.

By the afternoon Damar's stomach was getting more pronounced, the man came home with a condition of limp. Saras suggests calling the doctor but Damar refuses. Until the fact is revealed when Saras issued blood spots that allegedly the birth process will begin immediately.

Damar has advised Saras to go straight to the hospital, making sure she and her baby are in shape but Saras refuses. Indri and Bik Darmi's experienced brother gave a lot of encouragement that made Saras reluctant to go to the hospital before his stomach really hurt.

Damar was eager to protest, obviously Saras pain never came because just as the morning sikcnes now contractions occur on Damar not to Saras.

Damar loves his wife and baby-to-be, but it's excruciating.

“Darling, I'm not strong, it hurts us so much to the hospital, huh?” ramar's whine was rejected by Saras.

“I have been browsing to the Mbah, he said that the frequency of the contract has not been five minutes once do not go to the hospital first. Calm down at home. Because a calm and comfortable mind will facilitate the course of giving birth.” Saras's reply completely struck Damar's heart, but once again he could not resist.

“That's who made the article so. this is very sick, you know. Or do we just cesarean, huh? You're not sick I'm not sick either.”

Saras immediately glared sharply as Damar proposed the illogical thing.

“No! Hold it! Make the spirit of the turn to pain a little mulu protest. You do not know the social sanctions that I will get if the cesarean section. Some people will think I am not a perfect mother because it does not understand the taste of giving birth normally.”

Damar who had been splashed on the mattress increasingly wanted a deep throat in the mattress.

“Why care about people talking anyway? what matters is that you and your child are healthy and well. Who made me, so why should be horrified by the talk of people,” protests Damar did not accept.

“Yes, however, who would care about them. The cesarean is still considered taboo in this country, and I ogah!”

Damar rubbed his face repeatedly. Why are the people of Indonesia so corrupt. Is not the dignity of a person not seen from the way he gives birth. Why is it if the cesarean? Didn't he risk his life too? Does she not deserve to be called a mother even though she was pregnant for nine months? Could it also be a benchmark that she won't be a good mother? Ah ... would love for Damar to say rude this time. H-A-S-A-R!

Until nightfall Saras was happily sleeping soundly and Damar hasus stayed up late because he endured the pain. Until finally at dawn before Saras began to feel the real contraction.

Without much debate, Damar immediately took Saras to the hospital. Damar thought his suffering was over, but he was wrong.

“Sick, Doctor! Pain!” saras shouted while clawing at Damar's arm.

Damar just grimaced without being able to protest.

“Sabar, Mom. The opening is not perfect. In a moment, huh?” the nurse tried to calm down.

"Suster is good to be patient. What does it hurt?" omel Saras's.

The nagging nurse only grimaced, Damar closed his face. Just now that he was in pain, Saras didn't care. The turn to fussing itself is unclear.

"Darling, don't yell, shame. Patience, huh?"

Now Saras' eyes move to Damar. Her husband's arm that was still in his grasp was pressed firmly. Makes the arm grimace withstanding pain.

"Too-shame! you think it's not sick, huh? I've been talking, tomorrow don't hold me anymore. I'm kapok! kapok!" saras Chirping.

Damar grimaced at the words of Saras. He circulated a gaze, smiling shyly at the nurses and midwives who were staring at him with bated smiles.

"Hello, Miss Saras. How's it? I'm ready to see the baby, be patient, okay?"

A middle-aged doctor greeted Saras who had been whimpering and ranting indistinctly.

The doctor named Arum smiled at Saras's nagging. She approached, gently stroking the shoulder of the woman who was about to become that mother.

"Patience, anyway. Wait for the complete opening first. It used to be fitting to make stealthy no sound until the reader is curious, the turn of the turn want the stream to scream all over the place to listen, ora isin opo karo reader?"

Saras suddenly fell silent to the words of the doctor who was still ayu even though he was no longer young. Despite enduring the pain, the woman could still grin the horse. Totally without sin.

The waiting time arrived, the opening was complete, the contraction was even more intense. Damar still faithfully accompanied his wife, although now not only the arms, nose, ears, hair can not be separated from the scratches and plugs Saras, fortunately the eyes of Damar not hit the plug as well.

"Sir, can you see Saras and the twins?" sea's question instantly awakened Damar from his daydream.

"Eh, yes. Saras again prepared to move to the treatment room, we chat there just so it's good, huh?" take Damar and be embraced by Sea and Zakki.

After waiting for a while, Saras is now in the treatment room. Sea and Zakki stared anxiously at the two tiny babies now sleeping in their baby boxes.

"When did you come?" saras asked Sea and Zakki.

Zakki turned to face Saras. "What was first? Is it possible to become a scratch victim like Mr. Damar? Sorry, I'm so ogah." replied Zakki who immediately got a slow fist from Damar.

Saras immediately chuckled. "Marriage hunting, Zakk. Mumpung Sea has not been aware of his khilaf, ntar if consciously berabeh loh," continued Saras.

"If consciously makes me forget him, I'd rather not be conscious forever, sister," said Sea as he looked at Zakki and raised his eyebrows.

"Based on the boy mombal," Zakki pulled Sea's nose slowly.

"Duh .. ciee, so sweet of you guys. Zakk, don't want to lose dong, when you just mengombalin chick?"

Zakki. "It's old, Race. Not a time for more."

"Partially he was competing in a different form, Brother," said Sea directly.

"How's emnag?"

"Very cool should you news + photos latest update. People wear tight clothes little known nagging, Time to sleep still online speech. Yeah, that's it. But damn, I like to be treated like that." Urai Sea gently looked at Zakki.

"Oh, you guys. Get married."

"Wait for the invitation." Now it's Zakki's turn to answer.

"So, what's their name?" sea asked while pointing at the twins who were still asleep.

"The name is not far from the sky."

"Let me guess!" Sea was excited, racking his brain thinking what name was related to the Sky.

"Ah, must be the moon and the stars?"

Saras. Sea thought back

"Rainbow and Sun?"

Saras shook his head again, making Sea even more curious.

"Keep what dong? That bias is what the name is."

"His name, Sabiru and Orange." Saras replied with a sweet smile.

"Sabiru and Orange?" Sea repeated Saras' speech.

"Good, but why that name? but what is clearly visible in the sky are the names I call?" Sea asked again.

"The moon, the stars, the sun, their rainbows are indeed beautiful reserves in the sky. Even sometimes their presence forgets the function of the sky itself. They are also beautiful, their presence is always certain, but not always accompany. There are times when stars and moons have to disappear and be replaced by the sun.

Why Sabiru and Orange? Because the two colors must exist and always accompany the sky. They merge into one with the sky, although the sky looks blue, but there is actually a red orange color there. They do not wait for the afternoon or morning to be present.

For that, I want Sabiru and Orange together with the sky. It does not stand out on its own and ultimately does not assume the sky does not exist. I don't want any difference between them, even though Heaven wasn't born from my womb, but he's still my son. The sky, Sabiru and Orange, will fuse and embrace each other. Sabiru and Orange will remain safe in the clutches of Heaven." Saras stopped his words. He smiled looking outwards, towards the sky that currently looked so beautiful.

Damar approached, hugging from beside his wife. She was grateful that Sky had such a connecting mother, a woman who would get very angry at her when she was too busy and rarely took the time to Sky.

Sea and Zakki also looked at the backup in front of him with a smile. Their hands are interlocked, also feel the happiness that is currently being created.

"Sir Saras. You're an amazing mother."