
Upon his return from the hospital Wira immediately called Mamahnya.
“Assalamualaikum, Mah,” says Wira.
“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Ms. Deswita.
“Mah, Wira would like to tell you that Haifa is four weeks pregnant,” said Wira.
Inu Deswita was silent.
“Mah,” call Wira.
Deswita's mother was silent.
“Hallo, Mah,” call Wira.
Deswita's mother was silent.
“Mah…..You're okay, right?” ask the Wira to worry.
Deswita's mother sighed.
“Mamah is fine, which Mamah worries about your wife and your children. Haifa is young, but that doesn't mean you're trying to get her pregnant every year. Poor Haifa. Either way her uterus needs to rest,” said Ms. Deswita.
“Not to mention your children can not get exclusive ASI. They also could not feel their mother's embrace, because their mother could not hold them. They lose their rights. You are not fair to your children,” Mother Deswita said with annoyance.
“Terus Wira should how? Time must be taken?” ask Wira.
“ASTAGFIRULLAHALADZIM, HERO!!!!!” exclaimed Mother Deswita furiously.
“Wira should how?” ask the confused girl.
“Mamah asks you to take responsibility,” said Ms. Deswita.
“Iya, therefore Wira married Haifa because the Wira was responsible,” replied the Wira.
“Not that Hero!!!!” exclaimed Mother Deswita with anxiety.
“Later if the baby is born, you must be dikb! Not Haifa!” mother Deswita said.
“But, Mah...,” says Wira.
“No buts! You must be dikb!!! So men have to take responsibility, do not want to be careless! After the baby is born, it should be empty for up to two years! After two years you can have another child,” said Ibu Deswita.
“Iya, Mah,” replied Wira.
“Now you call your in-laws, and tell them that Haifa is pregnant. But you have to talk, not Haifa. Anyway Mamah wants you in charge!” mother Deswita said.
“Iya, Mah,” replied Wira.
“Ya. Mom wants to tell Papah first. Assalamualaikum,” says Ms. Deswita.
“Waalaikumsalam,” Reply Wira.
The hero turned off his phone and sighed.
“Why, Mas?” ask Haifa.
“You are angry after being told you are pregnant,” Wira said.
“Past be angry, her grandson failed again to get exclusive ASI,” Haifa replied casually.
“Kok you blame Mas too?” ask the hero with annoyance.
“Not blame. Previously Haifa had told Mas Wira, but Mas Wira did not want to hear,” said Haifa.
“How not to be tempted to have a wife young and beautiful. Built-in mode on hold,” replied Wira.
The hero approached Haifa and kissed her bi-beer.
“We play, yes. Mas want to babysit,” whispered Wira.
“Do not mess around, deh Mas. Not yet through the first trimester. Anyway Mas Wira should be rationed. A month can only be three times,” said Haifa.
“Pelit is very much the same husband. Usually can also be more than that,” Wira protest.
“Haifa wants to sleep, sleepy,” says Haifa.
Haifa lay down on the bed and covered her body with a blanket.
“Ya already if not,” said Wira.
Then Wira called Euis' mother.
“Assalamualaikum,” says Wira.
“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Ibu Euis.
“How are you guys doing?” ask Euis' mother.
“Alhamdulliah all healthy,” replied Wira.
“Thank God that everything is healthy,” said Ms. Euis.
“Mah, Wira would like to tell you that Haifa is now four weeks pregnant,” said Wira.
Euis' mother was silent for a moment.
“Haifa pregnant again?” ask Euis' mother.
“Iya, Mah,” replied Wira.
“Have checked to the doctor?” ask Euis' mother.
“Already, Mah. Said Haifa doctor and her baby is in good health,” replied Wira.
“Wira, Mamah know economically you can. Health cannot be bought with money. Mama hope that later after your baby is born, keep Haifa not pregnant. Let her uterus rest first, at least two years empty. Pity Haifa if you have to get pregnant continuously every year,” said Ms. Euis.
“Iya, Mah,” replied Wira.
“Mamah titip Haifa and grandchildren Mamah. Take good care of them. Especially Alifa, do not let her feel neglected because her Mom is pregnant again,” said Ms. Euis.
“Iya, Mah. Wira understands,” replied Wira.
“It's late, Mamah wants a break first. Assalamualaikum,” says Ms. Euis.
“Waalaikumsalam,” Reply Wira.
Wirapun turned off his phone.
****
Eight Months Later.
“Assalamualaikum,” said Wira when entering the house.
“Waalaicumcalam,” replied Alifa as she ran to her father.
Najril also approached his father. The two boys kissed their father's hand.
“Daddy, earlier Dede pipisin clayon Teteh,” says Alifa.
“Kok, can?” ask Wira surprised.
“Kan was Dedenya abis ee, have not used a squat diaper in front of clayon Teteh. Eh..direct cel, Dedenya pee deh,” replied Alifa.
The hero turned to Najril. Najril was immediately scared when he was stared at by his father.
“Dede, Dad said that pee where?” ask Wira.
“Ji kamal madi,” replied Najril.
“Iya, Aya,” replied Najril.
Then the hero switched again to Alifa.
“Later Teteh, Dad bought a new crayon,” Wira said while rubbing Alifa's head.
“Ngga, Dad. Clayonnya suda washed mba Sli,” replied Alifa.
“Nothing, later buy a new one again,” said Wira.
“Aya, Dede uga au cayon rich Tete,” sahut Najril.
“Iya. Later Dede, I bought it too,” replied Wira.
“Where are you?” ask Wira.
“Mamah in kamal. Feet Mamah cakit,” replied Alifa.
“Sick why?” ask Wira.
“Ngga know. Earlier Mba Sli wanted to call Dad, but said Mamah did not need time,” replied Alifa.
“Teh take care of Dede, yes! Dad to the room first,” said Wira.
“Iya, Father,” replied Alifa.
“Ayo, De. We play again,” said Alifa.
The hero went straight to his room. He saw Haifa just finished praying but had difficulty waking up.
“Assalamualaikum,” said Wira while entering the room.
“Waalaikumsalam,” Haifa replied.
The hero is approaching Haifa.
“Why you?” ask Wira.
“Haifa's feet are sick. Want to wake up is also difficult,” Haifa replied.
“Mas auxiliary,” Wira holding Haifa body dam helps Haifa stand.
“We're going to the hospital, yes,” Wira said as she pulled Haifa into bed.
“Not yet, Mas. Just nine months,” Haifa replied.
“But you gave birth to Alifa, every month less,” said Wira.
“That time Haifa was grieving, Mas,” Haifa replied.
Suddenly Haifa felt like something was out of her femininity.
“Why?” ask the worried hero.
He saw his wife feel something.
“Mas, like there is liquid coming out,” Haifa said.
“Try you see,” says Wira.
Haifa opened pa-kaian da-lam in front of her husband. There's blood on his pa-kaian da-lam. The hero was immediately shocked to see it.
“Let's go to the hospital now,” Wira said anxiously.
The hero prepares all the needs to be taken to the hospital. After that, the hero drove Haifa to the car.
“Mama, au ana?” najril asked to see his mother being swept away by his father.
“You want to go to the hospital. Najril at home, yes the same Teteh and Mbak Sri,” replied Wira.
“Dede au icut,” whine Najril.
“Dede at home same time. Kica animal gambal,” entertain Alifa.
“Pake cayon?” ask Najril.
“Iya, use clayon,” replied Alifa.
“Dede au gambal jelapa. Not au icut Mama,” said Najril.
“Alhamdullilah,” says Wira.
The hero quickly took Haifa to the car before Najril whined again.
Arriving at Wira hospital, Haifa headed to the delivery room.
“Wear wheelchair, yes?” ask the Hero to Haifa.
“Do not, Mas! Just walk out quick. If the same Mamah Euis and Mamah Deswita, Haifa should not use a wheelchair, should still walk even though it hurts,” Haifa replied.
“Yes already, we go. But if it is not strong, say yes!” said Wira.
“Iya, Mas,” Haifa replied.
Finally Haifa and Wira walked towards the delivery room. Despite her leg pain, Haifa continued to walk until the delivery room. Once in the delivery room, Wira immediately called the nurse.
“Suster! My wife wants to give birth,” exclaimed Wira.
The sisters on duty approached them directly. The hero knocked Haifa to the bed.
“I check first, Sir,” said the nurse while covering the bed with a shafts.
Sister inspects Haifa's birth canal.
“Have opened nine. I call the doctor,” said the nurse.
The nurse returned to the nurse's room to call the doctor. After thirty minutes of waiting, the gynecologist finally came as well. The doctor examined Haifa's birth canal.
“Have opened ten. It's complete opening,” said the doctor.
“Bapak still remember how to help his wife give birth?” ask doctor.
“Still, Doc,” Reply Wira.
“OK, now we,” says doctor.
Five minutes later we heard the sound of a baby crying. A baby boy named Habil Wira Hutama.
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Thank you to all the readers of Haifa's Love Story who have read from the beginning of the chapter to the end.
Why is it over? Because the outline I made just got here.
See you in my next novel.
Kiss hug for everything😘.