WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 52

At a delivery clinic. Aby waited anxiously. Several times she called Yahya to tell him about her place of birth. But can't connect.

He paced back and forth uncharacteristically.

He was also offered to enter to accompany Anisa inside, but regretfully he refused.he was aware of the limits that must be maintained.

Although she was disappointed, Anisa tried to understand.

Thirty minutes later, there was the sound of a baby crying.

Aby's chest is pounding.

Anisa has given birth to a baby. He gave thanks.

A nurse allowed him to see the condition of the mother and her baby.

"In the meantime, I'm waiting for her husband "

"So this man is not her husband?" the nurse looked in wonder.

Aby shakes. His eyes kept staring into the street,

hope Yahya shows up there soon.

Because it waited long enough and Yahya did not come too. Aby ventured to enter.

He saw Anisa already in the blanket.

"Congratulations, yes..! You have become a mother of two children." said Aby softly with a fluffy smile.

"I have also been the wife of two men .." answered Anisa. His voice sounded disappointed.

Aby turned her gaze towards the tiny baby in the nurse's hands.

"His baby's a girl.he's so beautiful like her mother.." praised the nurse.

"Yes, she's a very beautiful little elf." said Aby staring at Anisa. Aby touched the tiny cheek.

"Please on Azan first, sir!"

Aby was doubtful. Wouldn't Yahya feel in stride if he were his son?

Anisa understood with Aby's turmoil.

"Yes, Mas. If you wait for Yahya too long" said Anisa reassured him.

With trembling hands, Aby called out to the little princess.

"Thank you, Mum..." Anisa was so moved.she received her baby to breastfeed

Yahya came with Rosmah. They pay for a taxi and enter Anisa's room.

"Your baby is born, you have to be super strict guarding him, don't pass the permission of just anyone" said Rosmah as she pushed Yahya's chair.

Yahya was very nervous imagining a little baby in his lap.

When the door opened, they saw Aby talking to Anisa.

"Anisa, are you okay?"

"Why ask how he is? Ask your son?" he took Yahya's hand.

Rosmah's eyes are rounded when she sees a tiny baby rolled in a baby's seat.

"Anisa and her baby are fine."

Aby said as she shifted her seat.

"I'm fine, brother. But luckily there is Mas Aby, otherwise? I don't know how it goes." Anisa shook her head.

"Thank you, Mr. Aby." said Yahya.

Aby replied with a smile.

"Yahya, look, your son is very pretty. Her skin is pure white, her face is round, her nose has small lips.of course she is beautiful, it descends on her grandmother.." she said proudly.

Yahya watched his son. He held his soft fingers.

Yahya was still stunned by his daughter's face when Rosmah nudged his arm.

"Quick as achan!" Yahya did not care much, he continued to admire the small creature before his eyes.

He was in disbelief, the seed that was planted only once in the womb Anisa succeeded and could take the form of a little angel who was so beautiful.

Rosmah touched his arm.

"Sorry, Bi. It was done by Mas Aby" said Anisa.

"What's? why should he? His father exists." Rosmah did not accept it.

"Yes, it can't be. It's illegitimate, come on Yahya..!"

He was about to take the baby from the bok, but the nurse forbade him.

"Sorry mom, we'll take the baby for a minute."

"But sus, this is his father, he hasn't asked for his daughter, you know." Rosmah remained strong.

"As soon as I have, really. In Azaan right by anyone it doesn't matter, the important lafadz is right no?" the nurse took the baby away.

"Already, Bi. Let it be, Aby sir did it."

yahya.

"Can't be so, you're not assertive, so in the footsteps of people "Rosmah is so upset because it seems like Yahya is not disturbed.

"Please, Bi. It's a hospital, ashamed of the people." lamented Anisa. Fortunately, the nurse was gone when they argued.

"you're good, you said that. You got what you wanted, framed Yahya, now you want to hook Aby again. How do you think someone gave birth to whom? Who's waiting for him?" Rosmah is getting more and more bold to speak bright light.

Anisa is very offended.if you don't remember just giving birth, it feels like two have patched the spicy mouth of Rosmah.

"Sister, why are you weak now? you don't dare speak in front of your aunt." Anisa's fierce.

Yahya could only be silent.

"Already, already... You better not fight here Nisa, you forgot that you just gave birth, huh,?

Hold your emotions a little. I'm going home, and Al's going to be home alone" Aby said.

Rosmah just sneered at her departure.

Anisa looked at Aby's back that was getting away.she felt sorry for the man, her good intentions were always misinterpreted.

"Sister, aren't you tired of always looking for our mistakes?" his face was so upset looking at Yahya.

'Sorry, Nisa, the moon is what I mean."

"not intended? But you've hurt Mas Aby's feelings.."

"Just keep on your ex. Have given birth to a friend of the former, have made the child must also be former, still can defend themselves." murmured Rosma provoked the anger of Anisa again.

"Owh, so that's what Bibi objected to?

Then where were you when I was in pain, where were you when I needed support for the struggle between life and death giving birth?"

"Don't just be able to look for mistakes without introspection. She's she? the man Bibi called my ex, but he did appreciate it a little by calling his father Al.

He, the man that Bibi refers to as a pestle, was also the one who tried to take me to this place with all his limitations. As soon as you guys still look at him cynically."

This time Anisa could not hold back anymore.

Rosmah just grumbled erratically.

Yahya just bowed shyly.

"If you feel dissatisfied and always suspect us, just let go of me!"

Yahya looked up to hear Anisa's words.

"True, sis. I can't stand always being pressured like this."

"I will think of your request." Yahya answered softly.

"No! What are you guys talking about? Split up? Why not from the past, now there is an innocent little princess" said Rosmah. His voice was a little persuasive.

Yahya rubbed his wet eyes.

Seeing that, Anisa felt unbearable.

'Sorry, brother, I didn't mean it that way, but please, be firm as the head of the family."

The nurse brought the baby.

"Mother, please breastfeed her child, yes!"

Anisa welcomed her daughter with a big smile.

"This child does not deserve ill treatment.he is innocent even if his presence is not desired."

Yahya rubbed his daughter's head.

'Very beautiful like her mother... I hope Mulya's like you."

"Thank you.' Anisa replied briefly.

He still felt bad for the treatment Aby received.