
Aby came out of the delivery room and was immediately greeted by the Empress and Hanif. "How's By?" ask Maharani. "All healthy ma'am, soon to be moved to the treatment room." "Thank God. You why By? Your face looks tangled?" "No papa ma'am. I want to get some fresh air first Ma'am." replied Aby. "Yes already. Let me accompany Dhiya." "Nif.friend me." "Yes the boss." Before long the door of the room opened, Dhiya sat in a wheelchair holding her baby. One of the sisters pushed the wheelchair towards the treatment room. Arriving at the treatment room, Maharani took the baby from Dhiya's sling while her mother assisted the nurse to rest in bed. Maharani kissed the red baby. "Grandmother is very beautiful" said Maharani then rubbed the very soft cheeks. "Where's Mom?" dhiya asked because she did not see Aby. "She looked for fresh air, and she was shocked to see a woman giving birth. I saw her body tremble and her face pale." Dhiya beroh ria heard the Maharani's explanation. "Mom told you and Sakhiy?" "Have been, they're on their way." TOK TOK CHEKLEK "Mother!" Sakhiy immediately approached his mother and gave many kisses to Dhiya. "Eh..What's this? Tumben I'm kissed." said Dhiya . "Sakhiy is happy that Mom is not papa.Sakhiy does not stop praying that Mom and sister are healthy." Dhiya smiled then hugged her eldest son. "Thank you for your prayers, mom and sister are healthy." "Sakhiy look at my sister." Dhiya. "Happy baby, your daughter is healthy no less anything" said Irfan by peeping Dhiya's head. "Thank you Dad.Thank you for everything , Dhiya has not been able to repay all that Dad and mom gave to Dhiya." Dhiya grasped both hands of Irfan and kissed him alternately. "Hiss..I don't want anything in return. Seeing children and grandchildren father healthy, happy is enough for Father and Mother." TOK TOK "Biar Sakhiy who is open, it must be Opa Yoga" said Sakhiy confidently. CEKLEK "Hello Opa's grandson." right said Sakhiy, who came turns out to be Yoga and Irene. "Come on Opa, Oma." "Thank you dear." replied Irene with a fluffy smile. "Papa, Mama, how do you know Dhiya's here?" "Aby told me, and Papa came straight here. "Good son." Yoga embraced Dhiya and gave Dhiya a sweet kiss. "Congratulations dear." it was Irene's turn to hug Dhiya and kiss Dhiya's cheeks. "Thank you, Ma." "We see our grandson Ma" said Yoga . "It's so pretty Opa's granddaughter." Yoga took her grandson from the baby bok. "Yes Pa. It's like Sakhiy." said Irene. "Abang Oma, Sakhiy wants to be called brother." hearing Sakhiy's words, everyone in the room laughed. CZECHLEK All turned to the door, and two handsome teenagers showed off their best smiles. "You don't use knocking on the door first." Irene said. "Sorry Ma." replied Tristan . The two teenagers circled around the room then glanced at each other and grinned. "Sir Dhiya." the two ran to Dhiya's place and embraced Dhiya from the right and left sides . "Congratulations, sister" said Raihan. "Thank you my sister" said Dhiya while rubbing her two sisters' heads. "Where is Aby's brother?" ask Tristan. "Still out.Why is it?" "If there is a possessive husband Brother, where dare we hug Kak Dhiya like this" replied Tristan increasingly tightened his embrace. "Don't be so tight Tris, Brother Dhiya can get stuck" Raihan said. "No papa Rai, my sister Aby has not come." Raihanpun followed Tristan into his sister's arms. CUP CUP Both of Dhiya cheeks simultaneously.Dan Dhiya was just smiling with the behavior of his two younger brothers. "We love Dhiya" they said at the same time. Without them noticing, there was a pair of eyes that looked at the warmth of the family from behind the window. His two eyes condensed, he tried to hold back his sobs. "Sorry." he nodded.