
Santi rubbed his eyes in the room of the husband who fell asleep by hugging him.
He also looked for clues about the time on the wall of his room.
Time shows right at midnight.
"Akh!" he also felt pain in his stomach.
Barley felt Santi's sudden movements, opened his eyes and glanced at Santi.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" barley asked in panic
He also turned on his sleep lamp.
"Akhs! Honey, my stomach hurts," ringis Santi.
"Maybe you want to give birth, baby, but why so soon? the transfer is still two weeks away, right? " Barley's.
Barley got up he also arranged pillows on his bed to help Santi lean comfortably.
"I'm getting our clothes ready and our baby's, baby, baby" Barley.
He got out of bed and pulled a suitcase and put in some of his clothes.
"Akhs! "ringis Santi again by touching his distended stomach, making Barley even more worried.
"Wait a minute, baby!"
After all he was ready to pull the wheelchair and lead Santi to sit in the wheelchair.
Barley was a little troubled, as he used to use assistants to help meet the needs of his wife.
While pushing the wheelchair Barley also pushed their luggage towards the elevator.
Arriving at the garage he asked his personal driver to prepare the car.
They rushed to the hospital.
In the occasional trip Santi grimaced with pain in his stomach.
Cold sweat began to pour all over his face.
Gently Barley swept away the sweat that soaked his wife's face.
"Honey patience Yes," he said while peeping Santi's forehead, he also grasped tightly his hand.
Santi leaned against Barley's body and tried to catch his breath as he learned it.
Although feeling ill, but he tried to stay calm, like Barley who although he was worried.
They arrived at one of the largest hospitals in the city.
Arriving at the ER room, Santi was immediately examined and immediately moved to the delivery room.
Barley felt so uneasy and worried waiting for the results of the examination.
"Bagaima sisters?" barley asked, who approached a health worker.
"Your wife is about to give birth because the opening is complete, you want to be in the maternity room or wait here?"Ask the Sister.
"I want to accompany my wife's delivery." Barley's.
Barley entered the room while the nurse closed the door.
Santi looks grimacing pain, he was crying while holding a sprey because of the incredible pain.
Barley approached Santi and clasped his hand tightly.
"Darling you have to be strong, I am here with you, "he said as he kissed the back of Santi's hand and then kissed her forehead as well.
"Akh !" santi screams restrained, he also bit his lower lip to bleed.
Barley was shocked to see the blood coming out of his wife's lips.
"Darling not to, you hurt yourself" Barley said, taking a tissue.
"Akhs! it hurts so bad baby, akh!" ringis Santi closed his eyes.
The unbearable pain made him want to rebel.
"Akh!" ringis Santi many times.
"Darling, be patient. "Barley rubbed Santi's forehead which was filled with sweat and her face paled.
The sisters re-examine Santi's condition, due to his broken water.
"Patient is giving birth!"said a midwife who helped deliver Santi.
"Take a breath Mom and breathe out slowly, labor starts immediately." Midwives.
Santi took a deep breath and then twitched
Hek.. The first push failed, he took a breath back and pushed back, pushing with greater force.
Hek. ha ha, Santi took a deep breath again.
Barley clasped his hand tightly, "Let's love you must be strong, I love you, "he said as he kissed his wife's forehead.
Barley covered both palms of Santi kissing her many times as if channeling her inner energy.
"Come Ma'am! continue a little more!" the midwife encouraged.
Santi regained his breath and tried to push back.
Oek Oek, the sound of a baby is heard filling the room.
After straining Santi turned his body towards the left, he also managed to catch his breath.
A smile rose on his face that had been drenched in sweat.
"Allamdullilah" said Barley, kissing his wife's forehead.
"Thank you, I love you" said Barley Haru, he let his tears feel like he had to watch the struggle of the wife in giving birth to their baby.
Many times he kissed his forehead, wiping the sweat that soaked his wife's face.
The baby is crying louder.
Barley hugged Santi, the two threw a happy smile at the stumpy baby with agile movements and loud crying sounds.
?ik?Congratulations Ladies, your baby's a boy." Sisters
The two hugged each other with haru and happiness that could not be described with words.
After the mother and son were cleaned, Barley carried his son to the club, then to pray to him.
After the treatment, Santi was taken to the treatment room.
She happily carried her son out of the delivery room.
Officers pushed Santi's bed, as the delivery room door opened, all three pairs of parents had been waiting for them outside the room.
Santi was shocked and happy at the presence of the parents.
Who else if not, Mr. Hasta, Mr. Marco and Harjo, each of them accompanied by wives.
They all accompanied Santi wherever the sisters took her.
Santi walks into the VIP super-care room.
After confirming the location of the gurney position and checking Santi's health, the nurse came out of the room.
Smiles and excitement can not be separated from the face of the husband and wife.
Barley kissed her son in Santi's arms.
"It's a shame Daddy finally saw your handsome face" Barley said, kissing the son's cheek.
I smile while shedding my tears.
"Look dear our son is so handsome like you," said Santi.
"Who used to dong his grandfather," said Mr. Marco.
Both are smiling.
"Here let the grandfather carry," said Mr. Hasta while reaching for the baby from Barley.
Mr. Hasta also carried the baby kissing him.
"Look at Mommy, he looks so much like Barley when he was a kid." said Mr. Hasta to his wife.
Hana smiled kissing the tiny baby who looks handsome since the baby.
"Ehm, I remember my granddaughter" Hanna said.
they also look cool petting their grandchildren, to forget the two couples who are waiting in line to hold their grandchildren as well.
However, Mr. Hasta did not seem to give him the opportunity to hold his grandson made Mr. Marco protest.
"Hand Master, already! your time is up, now it's my turn to hold my grandson," protested Mr. Marco with a shrunken face.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Marco, I'm not satisfied to hold it, how about today my rations carry it. Your ration is tomorrow only," said Mr. Hasta who is still reluctant to give opportunity to Mr. Marco, he is still not satisfied holding and kissing the baby.
"Huh, it's good! my turn is also, your turn is tomorrow lag," urged Mr. Marco, he also grabbed the baby from the hands of Mr. Hasta.
Master Hasta could only pursed his lips.
Santi and Barley threw smiles at each other, seeing the two scrambling to hold their son.
"Darling, it seems, we have to make a good child so that the daddy daddy is not soft," whispered Barley affectionately in Santi's ears.
"Sadly I still feel traumatized because of the pain after childbirth, you even talk about wanting to have another child" Santi snorted.
"I don't mean right now, darling.Then your trauma will heal." Barley's.
Meanwhile, Harjo also protested because he was also not given the opportunity to hold the crown prince.
I want my grandson to inherit my company in Milan, Mr. Marco said, kissing the baby.
"Can't! who will be the successor of my company! " say by Mr. Hasta again.
"You're asking Santi and Barley for more grandchildren, to take care of your company. The crown prince is mine." Mr. Marco.
"You asked again, let my grandson be my successor! " sahut mr. Hasta is no less insistent.
They also argue about their grandchildren.
Santi and Barley shook their heads.
"Let's see how dear they are to fight over our son as the heir to his company, I'm just that his Daddy hasn't thought in that direction" Barley said with a smile.
"Ehm, pity my son.In the fight like a good," said Santi while shaking his head.
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