The Tragedy Bachelor Party
Eighty Nine
Zayn rubbed the sweat on his face alternately by wiping Nala's sweat which also flooded his wife's face. He felt afraid but still had to encourage Nala who was in pain due to contractions.
"It hurts, dear?" Whisper Zayn to the next several times when he saw Nala close her eyes and squeeze her hand firmly. Looks like the contractions are coming again.
"He's sick, use him again. Mending was silent if he could not help" complained Nala withstood the stabbing pain.
"Yes sorry dear" Zayn rubbed Nala's stomach that felt hard. If you can ask Zayn does not mind if Nala's pain during contractions transferred to him.
"Zayn is very sick, I want to die" complained Nala who made Zayn like being struck by lightning. He did not like to hear Nala's words but he did not dare to interrupt his wife's words considering Nala asked him to be quiet if he could not help anything.
"Zayn you're quiet, you want me to die?" Nala stared intently at her flabbergasted husband. Looking at the look on his wife's face, Zayn understood that Nala's contraction was easing.
"Darling, it was you who told me to shut up if you couldn't help. Of course I don't want to love, which husband will be willing to die" he said, Zayn did not accept the accusation of his wife
"Yes but look around dong Zaynn's condition" Nala squeezed Zayn's hand again firmly with her eyes closed again. The pain came again.
"Darling..." Mama Dita the stone came immediately to Nala's bed. There was clearly worry on the woman's face. Undeniably Mama Dita still felt traumatized by what happened to Loli, there was a great fear in her heart that Nala would experience the same thing.
"This mama is very sick, Nala does not feel strong ma" Nala whined and cried as if she was complaining to the mother. If when with Zayn, Nala put on a different fierce face when Dita's mother came he turned into a fragile girl who needed a backrest.
"Dear spirit, you can definitely get through this, son" Mama Dita tried to hold back her tears so that Nala would not be more afraid. He must try to look strong in front of his struggling daughter.
"Mama is also like this when Nala is together?" Ask her softly.
"He was sick like this too, see for yourself you can get through it all. The daughter you were born with will soon be your mother. Everything's gonna be fine, baby" Mama Dita rubbed Nala's hair wet with sweat.
"Mama sorryin Nala if all this time a lot wrong mama" Nala sobbed, now she can feel the struggle of mama Dita when giving birth to her first. Regret filled his soul when he remembered his actions that had hurt his mother.
"No dear, my mother's daughter was a very kind and obedient child. Nala never had anything wrong with mom" Mama Dita kissed Nala's forehead which poured tears with a rush.
"Honey don't cry" Zayn wiped his wife's tears, Nala's conversation and her mother-in-law made the man feel very touched.
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"Our baby is handsome like his papa" whispered Zayn proudly. "You're lucky to be married to me, if someone else might not be as handsome as him" Zayn poked the cheek of a nursing baby at Nala. after nearly 1 hour of struggling after Nala's complete opening finally the baby boy was born into the world.
"Yes Zayn I am very lucky to be married to you" Reply Nala, he was tired of arguing. Sometimes praising her husband may not be wrong. Nala kissed the baby's tiny hand. Her taste is amazing, the first experience of being a mother is very happy.
"She was so excited about breastfeeding, I became jealous dear. I'll change the mistress I want too?" Zayn stared meaningfully at his wife.
"I'm a lot kangen loh dear" Nala stared cynically at Zayn who now rubbed his arm.
"This is our newborn Zayn, you have to fast first. Mending keep a deh attitude, do not lure later you have a headache because you can not complete your desire" Nala warned her husband.
"How long does it last?" Zayn is anxious
"Minimum 40 days, some can be up to 2 months. It was also if I was ready to go crazy just Zayn you know for yourself how many stitches I had" Nala shuddered to remember what she had just experienced. His blood was still rustling considering the pain as his contractions were twisting. But all the pain and discomfort was gone when he was staring at his handsome baby.
"It was really that long, baby? I'm not strong, baby for a long time" Zayn complained. Moreover, the last time he did it with Nala was 3 days before his wife gave birth, and even then he had to beg and cede on Nala to be given rations. Then after this he had to hold back for 40 days to 2 months? what kind of punishment is this.
"You can't do that, you have to be strong. We must fight to be fair. I uda struggle between life and death to give birth to our child, you just struggle to hold back for 2 months time can not" Nala murmured.
"Dear, thank you for fighting to give birth to our child" Zayn kissed Nala's forehead in recognition of her defeat in arguing with her wife. From the beginning and until this moment he had never won while arguing with Nala.
"Zayn are you ready to name our son?" He and Zayn had never discussed a name for their son. They never even asked the doctor about their gender. They only found out after their baby was born.
"But I open the internet first yes" Nala sighed while shaking her head. He did not expect Zayn to be that cute so he did not prepare a name for their son.
"Dear hints, I'm ready to name you" Zayn landed a kiss on Nala's head.
"Keep what's his name? must be cool Zayn"
"His name is Adelard Gyan Haldis, a man who is valiant, knowledgeable, and always passionate. How cool is that?" Zayn played his eyebrows waiting for Nala's response.
"Yes not bad" Nala said casually.
"You are so proud that the name I love is cool" Sumpul Zayn who was disappointed in Nala's ordinary-looking face.
"It's so cool for my husband, thank you so much for giving such a cool name to our son"
Nala smiled widely with an overly contrived expression
"Not too much like that too dear" Zayn shook his head resigned.
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