THE LOVE OF QONITA

Chapter 169 Yamin and Yumna

Medan, North Sumatra

Qonita had to go back and forth to the hospital. Already 4 days in post-natal care, she has been allowed to go home. The twins still need to be treated in the NICU.

It was great when he met his three children. Ichy, Fuad and Nabil greeted him with joy.

"Alhamdulillah, Mother has returned. Healthy yes, Mother," said Ichy after greeting and hugging slowly Qonita potluck.

"May Mother's stomach heal quickly, yes." Fuad did the same thing as her brother.

"Adek misses. Want to hug but not get it," said Nabil pouting.

Qonita now realized, her husband must have reminded her children to be careful when with her, because she had just undergone surgery.

Maybe Ichy and Fuad understood because they were bigger. Not with Nabil.

"It's not okay, honey. But it has to be slow" Qonita told Nabil.

"So can ya, Bun?" ask Nabil to make sure.

"Byeah, sweetie." Qonita spread out both hands.

Nabil, who was happy to hear it, immediately hit the body of his mother.

"Yes..." There was a scream from Qonita.

"Slow down, Deck." The shocked Ichy and Fuad also made a sound.

"Sick, Honey?" tanya Iman who had just arrived while carrying Qonita's belongings in the car, which was brought from the hospital.

"What's wrong, Bang. Qonita was just shocked."

"Mother's just surgery, Dek. Mother's stomach is still sick," Ichy told Nabil.

"Mother's stomach is sick. Injected yes, Mother?" asked Nabil innocently. "His grandfather is still in the hospital, Mother?"

"Yes, Honey. We do'a let Adek Yamin and Adek Yumna get well soon, dear."

"Yes, Mother."

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The conditions that had just given birth made Qonita spend more time in the room to rest.

Sad, that's what she felt when she remembered her two children were still hospitalized. He's got the breast pump, he's about to pump the air, to be taken to the hospital tomorrow.

"Alhamdulillah. It's 300 ml." Qonita was pleased.

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The next day Qonita and her husband visited their son. There was a feeling of sadness when Qonita saw her daughter crying inside the incubator.

"Yumna must be hot, Bang?" Qonita asked her husband.

"That's the treatment, honey. It's all for our child's health. The important thing is that he drinks a lot of his milk" said Iman.

"Where are my kids, Sus? Yamin and Yumna want to drink the milk?" qonita asked the nurse who had just arrived with a bottle of milk.

"You ma'am, Yamin drank a lot. Yumna too, it's running out, ma'am." The nurse shows the bottle she was holding, then gives it to Yumna.

Qonita and Iman smiled with satisfaction at Yumna with the spirit of drinking milk from a bottle.

"Here I bring more breast milk, Sus." Qonita handed her a plastic bag containing several breastplates.

"Well, a lot of it's the real mom" the nurse said.

"Alhamdulillah, Sus. I pump once every 2 hours."

"Each pump gets how many, ma'am?" ask the nurse again.

"At least 300 ml. At most 580 ml, Sus."

"That's a lot, Mom. That's enough for both of them. It's already written a name, isn't it, Mom?" The nurse asked if the bag that Qonita brought had been written the name of her child.

"Already, Sus."

After seeing his two children for a long time, Iman brought Qonita home.

"We're home, honey. You also need rest. 2 more days you can come here."

Qonita was shocked to hear her husband's words.

"Lho, why 2 more days, Bang?" ask Qonita in wonder.

"Let me come here every day. Once every 2 days I let you come here. I'm sorry, honey, but you're still recovering. I want You to rest, so that when Yamin and Yumna are brought home, You are really healthy" Iman added.

"Yes, Bang" said Qonita.

After that he headed for Yamin's incubator.

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2 Weeks have passed. The routine activities performed by Qonita are just pumping the acid.

Last night he went to see his twins. But longing always takes it. Her husband did not come home this afternoon. It's 6 o'clock, and her husband hasn't come home yet.

As Qonita was about to contact her husband, a greeting came from outside the house. Quite a lot, it looks like there are some people coming.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

"Oma, Opa." Qonita headed for the living room when she heard the voices of her children calling her two in-laws.

"It's Adek huh, Oma?" ask Ichy about his oma.

"Yes, honey," replied Oma Herni.

"God willing." Qonita screamed a little, when she saw her mother-in-law holding a baby. And Nurul, her baby sitter who also holds baby children.

Faith immediately embraced his weeping wife. "Why, Honey?"

"Why didn't you tell me our son could be brought home?"

"Let's surprise for you, dear. Tuh, until it's so cry." Faith menoel cheeks of his wife.

"Why cry, Qonita? Crying happy, huh?" ask oma Herni.

"Yes, Ma. Qonita longs for Yamin and Yumna." Qonita immediately took Yamin when her mother-in-law thrust Yamin at her. Then go into the Oma Herni.

Qonita kissed her son. Her tears fell back, but her lips curved up smilingly.

"Udah donk's. Papa will also carry Papa's grandson." The voice of opa Pras.

Qonita who understood opa Pras was indeed very pleased with Yamin's presence, giving Yamin to her father-in-law. Don't forget he's got opa Pras.

"Ichy, Fuad, Nabil, play with Yamin here" Pras told his grandchildren.

"Nurul, here. Let Yumna be with me." Qonita wanted to hug her daughter.

"Rightly that's what their opa says, honey. Their bodies look like this, they drink fast, "ooma Herni told Qonita.

"Alhamdulillah Ma, drink a lot. If it's us, we're not worried too much."

"Yes, honey."

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Three days after her children came home, Qonita got a call from Mayang.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mba," said Qonita.

"Wa'alaikum hail, how is Qonita?"

"Thank God be healthy, Mba and family how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah I am healthy. Yuna and Mas Agil were also healthy. Uh, it's like a baby's cry. Is your son home?" mayang asked when he suddenly heard the sound of a baby crying.

"Thank God, Mba. It's been 3 days" Qonita said.

"Congratulations, Qonita. We can finally get together at home."

"Alhamdulillah, thank you Mba."

"Qonita, there's actually something I want to say. I'm pregnant again. I'd like to apologize and ask you for a prayer. Sorry, if there is still a mistake I'm blocking your heart. And please pray that my pregnancy is healthy always, and Yuna can have a sister."

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations Mba. May Mba and prospective Mba children always be healthy. Everything is going well according to the expectations of Mba and family. God willing Qonita has forgotten the past problems, Mba. Qonita also considered Mba to be Qonita's own brother."

"Aamiinu. Thank you very much Qonita. Your son is waiting. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum hail, Mba."

Finished

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