Wife For Faith

Chapter 66

For several weeks, Aiman decided to stay home and took over the wife's duties to check out the F-Muslimah boutique with Hassan. His wife and mother are at home.

The age of Fatimah content is vulnerable, so the Aiman asks the wife to stay at home. They don't want to, if anything happens to the pregnant woman. Therefore, Siti chose to stay to greet the daughter-in-law.

Siti also decided to temporarily stay together at the children's house, as well as her daughter-in-law. In addition to staying, he will also help any labor needs that Fatimah will face in a few days.

That afternoon, Fatimah was sitting alone in the garden beside the house. Suddenly holding the stomach that has been a few days is painful. He had not been able to sleep well for two days because he felt the pain that had disappeared from his stomach.

She deliberately did not tell this matter to her husband and in-laws for not wanting to give them hope. Because Fatimah herself has read some articles about what is a false contraction and contraction when actually going to give birth.

“Argh.” The lips immediately whimper in pain when the pain that was being whack began to be felt more and more often. Her lips she valves to prevent the sudden weeping that subverts inside the throat.

“Sshhh.” However, it turns out that the first woman to feel the pain is not strong to grimace. The tear that he had been holding had now washed over his face.

“Bu,” pangguil Fatimah in between the ringing from her mouth. “Bu, Fati's men are sick," he continued, shouting a little.

The pregnant woman was trying to keep a balance between the pain that was becoming more and more from inside her stomach. He did not even hesitate to groan in pain between every thread of prayer that was being offered to the Life-Giver.

Siti who had just finished her duties as a Muslim immediately frowned when she heard her daughter-in-law calling from outside the door. He was still silent between the two prostrations to be sure, but when he heard Fatimah's cry he rushed to release the face that had wrapped his body.

“Iya, Son. Mom to there.” The middle-aged woman immediately rushed out to meet the son-in-law. He even forgot to wear the hijab because he was too worried if something happened to Fatimah.

“Nak, you why?” Siti asked worriedly when she saw the wife of her child was bending on a sofa with sweat that was pouring down her face, as well as her body. “Do you want to give birth, honey?”

Fatimah shook her head in pain. “Gak, tau, Ma. But, Fati's stomach hurts so much,” the fish sting.

“Then we go to the hospital right now, son. Later let me call Iman to follow us there soon!” siti and rushed to her son's room.

Fatimah was among her pain. He rubbed his stomach so that the child in the womb was healthy and was born fine.

“Do you can't wait to meet umma, abi, and Mas Asa, Nak?” tanyanya held back tears.

“Sa-ma's. I can't wait to meet you too, dear. Umma hope that whatever your condition when born into this world, we can live together in joy and sorrow. Loving and loving,” he said, grimacing in pain. “Arkh.” Again the lips groan in pain.

“Sorry for a long time, son. Iman called to the hospital and also asked Mr. Supri to drive us to the hospital as well,” is clear Siti who has now carried a bag containing the equipment of her daughter-in-law and future grandchildren.

Siti also brought Fatimah to walk outside the house. Supri is a driver who is deliberately hired to help them if they are in a state of urgency, as it is today. Aiman is outside, while Fatimah wants to give birth and needs a quick ride to the hospital.

“Hold, yes, Honey. You must be strong, okay!”

Fatimah nodded between her cries. He felt ashamed of the in-laws for being too crybaby in addressing the pain that was running through his stomach, and waist.

“Mafin Fatimah Yes, Mom. Sorry, if all this time there was something wrong and make mother trouble,” he said suddenly.

“Hush, what are you talking about, son? Nothing to forgive here.” Siti wiped the tears that are now pouring profusely from the eyes of the daughter-in-law. Without Fatimah knowing the middle-aged woman also cried when she saw the son-in-law withstood the pain.

“You don't give up, yeah, honey! You definitely can. Your child will be looking forward to meeting you!” he added, while holding his voice to keep vibrating.

The pregnant woman nodded in her tears, then after that tried to calm herself so that her pain and anxiety were reduced. However, what she needed now was the grasp of her husband's hand. “Bu, Mas Faith where?” ask again.

“Do you miss him?” ask Siti to be sad.

Fatimah nodded again. “Mas Iman will not leave me in the delivery room, right, Mom?” Suddenly the question entered his mind making the woman again sad.

“Son, Son. How could your husband who loves you so much make you alone there. She must have come and accompanied you while giving birth to your child,”.

“But, Mas Iman is no longer traumatized, right, Mom?”

A question that made Siti speechless. He had not asked Aiman that question for a long time. Then, he could not answer asked the daughter-in-law.

“Bu. Mother why shut up? Would Mas Iman leave me alone in the delivery room?” Fatimah urged for the in-laws to speak immediately, but the middle-aged woman simply kept silent and only smiled wryly.

The footsteps looked heavy to get to the skait house. The thought of giving birth alone, without anyone accompanying makes Fatimah feel confused so that several times Ter women wipe away tears that burst out of her defense.

“I hope you're always by my side, Mas!” he murmured full of hope.