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32.

The atmosphere in the car was so boisterous the moment Dara headed to the hospital. Dara shouted, but Alif also shouted because his hand was hit by a pinch and hit the woman to channel her pain.

About fifteen minutes later, they finally arrived at the hospital where Vita gave birth a few months ago. But here, apparently Dara was still thinking about the shame because the woman did not scream much more like that. Although punches and pinches still cannot be avoided Alif.

To put it bluntly, Alif suffered once because of this kind of treatment. However, he could not voice it because he thought, this pain was nothing with what Dara was feeling.

No need to wait long until the labor process is done, because at the time of entry, Dara has experienced the eighth opening. It only takes three times straining, born a baby girl weighing up to 4 kg. Big enough indeed, but grateful because the important thing is that he was born healthy. Her crying was tight— probably represented her mammary bars, her skin was white and her hair was also thick like her papi.

“Hahaha... This is the result of my strength,” muttered Alif at the first time carrying his own child. He kissed her red lips, but was sucked like a suckling. It was so adorable that Alif's lips didn't stop mengu lum smile. It turns out to be so happy to be a father.

“What did you say earlier?” tanya Umi Ros who turned out to pay attention to it from earlier, “Umi heard, you know.”

“I haven't said anything,” kilahnya.

“Not in the baby azani, even directly attached.”

“Iya, know. There Umi was far away. It will become less solemn.”

Umi Ros was quite pouting because Alif forbade her from approaching. Though he was also curious to see the fifth grandson of his youngest son.

A few tens of minutes passed. After the atmosphere returned conducive and all was comfortable in their respective places, Alif approached his wife who had begun to sleepy.

“How are you? Is it still okay?” Alif smiled with his funny face.

“Hopefully still safe the machine. So it can still be used,” whispered Dara. For him that asset was his most precious possession for the future. “If it can not be used yet do not mate again, yes, beware!” Dara threatened by clenching her hand.

Alif only replied by peeping his forehead. “Thank you, Ra. Because of you, I'm a father now,” he can't say anything else. He is indeed not good at stating or stringing love words directly. The man prefers to prove it by physical contact. But this happens when in a quiet state. Not now, because everyone was looking at it, even though they were talking.

“The name of our child has not been fixed yesterday,” said Dara reminded.

“As far as you want to give him whose name, the important one is good.” Alif said that because women are always right and men are always wrong. This has been proven several times and he does not want to get angry again.

“Lho, really, so?” dara's gaze began to sharpen. Alif was astonished. Pain during childbirth was not reduced power in the slightest.

Nah, right?

“I only supply. You gave birth to it, so you have the right to give it a name. Its okay?” Alif hoped that this word could save him.

“Well, this is true.” Dara finally smiled, she then mentioned the name she chose during these nine months—yakni, Nur Rezki Sakira. Nur means light, Rezki means the gift of Allah SWT, and Sakira means gratitude. So when combined, he will have a very beautiful meaning.

“Called who?” ask Ratna's mother.

“Sakira only, Mom, make it easier,” replied Alif later.

“Ya, already...”.

** *

Al Fatir's family is increasingly crowded with the arrival of Sakira in the midst of their family. But alas, come one member, will go the other six members who used to decorate his days in this house.

“Yes Allah... This is true I heard you guys want to go week tomorrow?” dara asked in disbelief when Vita intended to tell and ask permission from all families. “Who will my son play with, try?” he said again while kissing the hand of his daughter who was about to lose a playmate.

“We'll be back here every week... Dara,” replied Vita can't back down anymore.

“This is not a problem of the week, but every day... ahhhh.” The woman who was very sensitive ended up crying. Not yet believed that it turned out that time rolled so fast that it required them to separate.

“Not that I don't support you guys. I'm just losing, that's all. We're not ordinary without you here. Two years, you know, imagine!”

“Do not loudly cry later Sakira woke up,” Alif calmed his wife by rubbing her head. Thus with Vita who immediately approached and hugged his friend and brother.

“Don't you, we did too. Initially it was heavy, but I'm sure, over time we will definitely get used to.”

“Let the dining table be quiet..The usual messy living room is neat...your room is empty.....” Dara was no longer able to continue speaking. So, this is too bitter for him.

While Umi and Abah decided to go into the room, they decided to hide their sadness so as not to make the atmosphere become more runnyam.

“Our unyielding son can cancel his plans if he sees us like this, Bah.. so Umi is here only.” Umi hugged her husband who was also in tears.

“We are happy now, my wife. Both of our children have families and children. Our job is done. Now, we focus on worship, preparing our provisions in the afterlife later.”

Test Ros agree, “Naya must be happy to see her children and grandchildren are already on big now..”.

Abah nodded, he remembered his great woman.

** *

That Sunday has arrived. All the families woke up early to watch those who were going to Bandung today. They deliberately set off this morning so as not to get stuck in traffic when exiting Jakarta.

“This is very hard for me, but I have to go there to finish my lecture, Umi..” Yudha said goodbye to a great woman who had given birth and raised her full of patience.

“Iya, Son. Umi and Abah will pray for you from here.”

All the women there until no longer able to stem his cries—let alone Dara.

“Do not loudly cry later Sakira wake up,” Alif repeatedly reminded his wife who is super recalcitrant.

“Bah ..” says Yudha hugs her great man. “We go first, Bah.”

“Go away, keep your child and wife there. Keep us.”

Yudha nodded. All of them say goodbye is no exception. The mood this morning turned blue.

They were still waiting until Yudha's car actually left the courtyard of the house.

But just a few minutes the car disappeared from view, arriving a taxi car that dropped off a woman, named ... Rahmas.

“Assalamualaikum..”.

“Waalaikumsalam,” answer everything simultaneously.

The woman was a bit confused to see the five people standing in front of the house. But he then directly said his goal came here, “Umi, Abah. Sorry, Rahma wants to see Brother Yudha. Are they home?”

“They just left.”

“Go?” rejoice Rahma asked, “when there is something I want to convey.”

 ***

Seriate.

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