The Love Story of Haifa

The Love Story of Haifa
80. Haifa Giving Birth.



A Few Months Later.


The hero was leading the meeting, suddenly the sound of his phone ringing. On the screen of his phone it says “Mamah”.


“In the meantime, I have to answer an important phone,” Wira told the meeting participants.


The hero took his phone to the corner of the meeting room.


“Assalamualaikum, Mah,” says Wira.


“Waalaikumsalam. Wira, Mamah is now the same Enin is on his way to the hospital. Haifa is giving birth. You are going to the hospital now, yes!” mother Deswita said.


“Iya, Mah,” replied Wira.


“Assalamualaikum,” says Ms. Deswita.


“Waalaikumsalam,’ Reply Wira.


The hero turned off his phone. The hero returned to his place.


“Sorry, I have to go to the hospital right now. My wife wants to give birth. The meeting will be continued by Mr. Ekky,” said Wira.


“Ky, please lead the meeting,” Wira said to Ekky.


“Good, Mas,” replied Ekky.


The hero left the meeting room.


Arriving at the hospital Wira went straight to the delivery room.


In front of the delivery room were Mr. Broto, Vienna and Sri. While Alifa was carried by Mr. Broto.


“Pah, how is Haifa doing?” ask the Hero to Mr. Broto.


“It looks like it hasn't given birth yet. Haifa just keeps calling you,” replied Mr. Broto.


“Wira into first,” says Wira.


“Aya, icut. Au iat ade,” said Alifa as she extended her hand to Wira.


The hero approached Alifa.


“They are not born yet. Alifa is here with Akung. I want to see Mamah first,” said Wira while rubbing Alifa's head.


Then the hero goes into the delivery room. Inside the delivery room came the voice of Haifa asking for the Hero.


“Mah, Where's Mas Wira? Haifa's stomach hurts, Haifa wants to be with Mas Wira,” Haifa told Ms. Deswita.


While Mother Euis was rubbing her son's head to be more patient.


“Pattern, Haifa. Soon Wira comes,” said Ibu Deswita.


The woman enters the delivery room.


“Haifa,” says Wira when entering the delivery room.


Everyone looked at Wira.


“Mas Wira from where? Haifa could not take it anymore. Haifa's stomach hurts so much,” complained Haifa.


The hero approached his wife.


“Sabar, yes. Soon our baby will be born,” Wira said as she rubbed Haifa's head.


“Mah, where's the doctor?” ask Wira.


“Being on the way to the hospital,” replied Ms. Deswita.


Shortly afterwards, the nurse greeted someone.


“Good day, Doc,” greet sisters.


“Siang.”


A doctor entered the delivery room.


“Good day,” greet doctor.


“Siang, doc,” replied Wira.


“Wah, awaited by her grandmothers. One that accompanies. Others wait outside,” said the doctor.


Mother Deswita and Mother Euis came out of the delivery room.


“Mr, help me. If his mother ngeden, I lift my back,” said the doctor.


“OK, we start.”


Shortly thereafter, the sound of a baby cry was heard. The baby boy was named Najril Wira Hutama.


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Three Months Later.


Wira and Haifa just finished praying. They were folding sarongs and mukena.


“Mas, I want to eat durian,” Haifa said.


The hero turned to Haifa.


“Tomorrow, yes. Tomorrow I will find durian. It's night now,” replied Wira.


The hero breathed.


“Ya already, now Mas get durian,” said Wira.


“Haifa wants to come,” says Haifa.


“Eh, do not pity children if left alone. What else Najril is still a baby,” said Wira.


“Kan no Sri, Bi Iroh and Bi Iyem,” Haifa replied.


The spirit breathed again.


“Ya already, you are coming. But first send the children to Sri,” said Wira.


“Iya, Mas,” Haifa replied happily.


Haifa left Alifa and Najril to Sri and they went to look for durian fruit.


Wira and Haifa are traveling around the city looking for durian fruit. But because it is not the season, they are difficult to find durian fruit. The heroes looked for it to the mother market, still they did not find durian fruit. The hero is desperate to find it, but Haifa still forces the hero to look for durian fruit until he meets. Until finally the hero gets an idea.


“How about durian pancakes? You want to?” ask Wira.


“Nmobile. Haifa wants durian fruit, not pancakes,” Haifa replied in annoyance.


“This durian fruit is also just wrapped in pancakes and then put in the freezer,” replied Wira.


“It feels like durian, doesn't it?” ask Haifa.


“Yes like durian. His name is also durian fruit,” replied Wira.


“Ya already, let's buy durian pancakes,” Haifa said.


“Before, Mas phone Syaiful first,” replied Wira.


The hero stopped his car on the side of the road, then called Syaiful.


“Assalamualaikum, Sir,” Syaiful said.


“Waalaikumsalam. Ful, the durian pancakes in the cafe are still there, aren't you?” ask Wira.


“Still, Sir. Yesterday it was filled again by the consignor,” replied Syaiful.


“Alhamdullilah. Haifa wants to eat durian. Yes, I want to go to the cafe now. Assalamualaikum,” says Wira.


"Waalaikumsalam" replied Syaiful.


The hero hung up.


“How, Mas? No?” ask Haifa.


“There, yesterday just filled by the consignor,” replied Wira.


“Come, now to the cafe! Later the hunt runs out,” exclamation Haifa.


“Ya patience. Later when it runs out, Mas tell the consignor to fill again the pancake,” replied Wira.


“But Haifa wants to eat now,” says Haifa.


“Ya. Come on, let's go to the cafe,” Wira said.


Wirapun drove his car to his cafe.


Arriving at the cafe, Wira and Haifa immediately got out of the car. They went into the cafe. The employees are cleaning the cafe, because soon the cafe will close. The hero goes straight to the durian pancake freezer. The hero took one durian pancake and gave it to Haifa.


“You try one first,” says Wira.


Haifa looked for a seat and then she ate durian pancakes while sitting down.


“How?” ask Wira.


“Enak, Mass. But cold to mouth,” Haifa replied.


“Kan stored in freezer so cold,” Wira said.


“Take another one, Mas,” says Haifa.


“Please first that one. Just grab another one,” replied Wira.


“Let's not cool, Mas,” Haifa said with a chuckle.


He had to take the pancakes out of the freezer. Haifa ate the first pancake and then ate the second durian pancake. Then ask for more durian pancakes until you spend five durian pancakes.


“Already ah, Mas. Haifa is full,” Haifa said.


Wirapun pay durian pancakes to the cashier.


“Pak, already closing,” says cashier parts.


Wira also knows that at this hour the employee is closing the transaction.


“You record and then you put the notes and money into the cash register. Let tomorrow morning be seen by the cashier who shifts morning,” said Wira.


“Good, Sir,” reply cashier parts.


The cashier does as ordered by Wira.


“Come. We go home,” Wira said.


Haifa and Wira left our Taste cafe.