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Birth of Baby Triplet

"Where do you want to go to school?"

No wind, no rain Martin opened his voice asking Caca.

"You nanya? You're wondering?" Caca is even mocked with the typical jokes of the present.

The sound of Martin's breath caused Caca's attention who immediately turned towards the 2-door refrigerator.

"I'm going to old school abroad. Maybe even to college!"

"Continue?" Caca looked back at his two younger siblings who were funny.

"I hope you don't forget the same as me."

Caca looked back at Martin who had left after saying his words.

"It's so weird that the fridge." Caca's eyes stared at Martin's slow steps away.

While Dira who is already in the maternity room is now struggling between life and death accompanied by Ustadz Salman who is relentless encouraging and praying for the smooth birth of the baby.

"Kakkkkk, it hurts a lot." Dira with breath gasping struggled in every sighing sigh humming with all his might.

"Istigfar Honey, you can definitely." Ustadz Salman stroked Dira's head and forehead already soaked in sweat.

It did not take long, heard the sound of the first baby crying intermittent 5 minutes later the second baby and 3 minutes after the third baby Dira and Ustadz Salman was born.

The cry of Dira day when he looked at 3 sons and daughters who were born normal healthy without any kuranh.

Ustadz Salman at that time also gave thanks for the smooth running of his wife and 3 children who had been born with congratulations.

"Sir please let his daughter's son be killed." The nurse handed over their three babies in a cradle.

How happy of course the hearts of Dira and Ustadz Salman.

The 9-month struggle awaiting the birth of the baby now pays off when he sees funny, innocent and adorable faces in front of him.

Alternately Ustadz Salman offered and gave birth to his three daughters.

There are tears of happiness flowing from both eyes of the famous Ustadz who now officially bear the father of 3 children.

Afterwards Dira and her three daughters' sons were transferred into the ward.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight."

Apparently Abah Abdullah, Bunda Amelia and Papa Baskoro have now been present to see the grandson who now appears to be asleep soundly in their respective boxes.

"God, Grandchild of Eyang, Thank God. Semiga became a sholeh and sholeha child. Dira, Salman, congratulations, now you are parents. There is a trust that God has now entrusted to you. Take care, Didik and take care of the three in faith and Islam yes." Abah Abdullah said as he gently rubbed the heads of his three grandchildren alternately.

"Dear, Thank you for giving Us Healthy, Beautiful and handsome Grandchildren. Papa's so happy." Papa Baskoro could not hold back his tears continue to wipe Dira's head with his novelty.

"Darling, you're so great. Mother is proud of you. Grandchildren Oma, you are handsome and beautiful." Mother Amelia hugged Dira while looking at her three newly born grandchildren.

The sound of knocking was heard from Dira's ward.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight."

The sound of greetings simultaneously with answers that are no less crowded welcome the arrival of guests present.

"Diraaaa, Congratulations! Masha Allah, Alhamdulillah!" Khalisa comes with Nick, Oma Marisa, Caca, his twin sons and Mr. Alex's family.

Both hugged tightly. The happiness they feel. However, the friend and brother-in-law now feel the blessings that God gives.

"Dira, O Allah, congratulations sis, beautiful handsome son of your daughter." Hania hugged Dira and felt happiness.

"Big Brother, Congrats Bro! Wih, the champ and his beautiful Princess Uncle is so adorable!" Nick hugged his brother-in-law Ustadz Salman while looking at the baby box for three years.

"Congratulations Ustadz Salman and Bu Dira, We are delighted at the birth of the son and daughter of Ustadz Salman and Bu Dira."

"Let's all sit down first. Thank you for coming to visit Baby and Dira." take Mother Amelia to besan and her guests.

"Tante Dira, Om Salman. Congratulations yes. Caca is so happy to add baby sister. Duh, you guys are really nervous." Caca looked at the baby box containing his three cousins.

"Sister Caca is safe as well. Wow great brother loh! It's getting pretty and smart!" Dira hugged his nephew.

"Nephew Om the sholeha, hopefully more smart yes in his new school." Ustadz Salman rubbed Caca's head gently.

Martin who went with his parents also greeted all the elders there and glanced at the baby box.

Martin's face looks silent staring deep at the three cute little babies.

"Good Aunt, Om. His baby brother is very funny." so Martin with his flat face still congratulated Dira and Ustadz Salman.

"Thank you Martin. Congratulations on graduating from school." The thought of greeting back.

Hania glanced at the son, she knew Martin wanted a little sister but his name was a son again all with the permission of God.

Caca looks very happy with the presence of his cousin triplet plus his twin sister.

Martin noticed Caca's interaction and he fell silent for a moment.

Caca looked at Martin who had been staring at him, curious himself.

"Why you?"

Martin was stunned by Caca's call.

"Here, look at my beautiful and handsome cousin right?" Caca looked at his cousin.

Martin walked over towards the baby triplet box.

Stared at the tiny babies. There was a warm feeling from Martin's eyes.

Martin smiled unconsciously.

Caca who very rarely sees it nosy just mocked Martin.

"You can smile too. I thought your face was You're like a dry canoebo!"

"Just kid!" Martin didn't take it.

"Martin, let's say thank you all." call Hania to the son.

After they said goodbye and once again Dira and Ustadz Salman thanked Mr. Alex and the family had taken the time to visit the triplet.

Before long Nick and his family were ready to go home, considering the twins boy they had wanted to go home.

Papa Baskoro, Abah Abdullah and Mother Amelia also came back to rest.

Now Dira, Ustadz Salman and their three children live in the nursery.

"Sister, why do you think I'm like that?" Dira who was giving Asi saw her husband continue to look at her with a smile framed in the face.

"Dear, thank you. Already pregnant and giving birth to our daughter's son safely and healthily wal afiat. Brother is so happy." Ustadz Salman kissed Dira's forehead and rubbed the three fruits of their love alternately.

"I thank you too, brother. Thanks to Brother We can get through all this well. Sarangheyo Appa!" Dira is still with her cherry blossom.

"Appa?" Ustadz Salman frowned as Dira usually called it Oppa.

"Appa means Papa, Father or Abi Kak. Now I am a Papa. Brother want to be called a triplet?" Dira asked.

"May you call Abati by our children?"

"Bole Kok. If so, I'd like to be called Umma ya Sis."

"Good too, dear. They wake up, darling. Here's Abati's fat man." Ustadz Salman saw one of his 2 children awake.

"Well, that's beautiful Umma who's fat." Dira asked for help to hold her baby daughter who was awake.