
Nine months have passed, the sound of crying babies echoing in the delivery room.
Oek ... Oek ...
Zahra breathed a sigh of relief. She gave birth to her son normally.
Mesya, meanwhile, is currently struggling on the operating table. Because the baby's head is out of place, so that requires him in Cesar's surgery.
Everyone heard the sound of crying looking happy, but they could not breathe a sigh of relief. Because the doctor in there is still struggling to get the baby out.
Sifa's face looked tense, as her niece was still inside the operating room.
“Aunty .. plant. Everything will be fine,” Meysi said as she clasped Sifa's hand.
Sifa nodded imposing her smile, although her mind was still not careless.
Netra Sifa was fixed on Indra who just came out of the operating room, showing off her happy face.
“Indra, what about Mesya? He's fine right.” It was clear that Sifa's face was so worried.
Indra nodded, without hesitation he hugged Sifa. Unconsciously she shed her tears, not tears of sadness. Except for the tears of happiness implied, Indra was unceasingly grateful.
“Indra, why are you crying? Everything's up-hill, isn't it?” ask Sifa to confirm it again.
Indra released the decapitation, wiping her tears that just flowed.
“Everything is good, Aunty. I cried with my wife's struggle to give birth to our daughter, she was amazing. Even willingly stomach in scissors, for the sake of his daughter in the womb.”
Sifa rubbed her back, for Indra to calm down.
“That's my son, a mother's struggle is incredible. He was willing to risk his life for the sake of his son,” said Sifa softly.
“Congratulations, you have become a Father,” added Sifa again.
After being moved to the inpatient room, they came to gather in the room.
Zahra was placed in the same room, a room that Reyhan had rented for his sister and wife.
Zahra is currently learning to breastfeed her baby, it appears the baby who is the male sex opens his mouth looking for put*ng milk mother.
“She is very funny sister,” said Meysi who sat next to Zahra, staring at the face of the slightly reddish baby.
Zahra nodded as she confirmed the put*ng of her milk, to her son's mouth.
Mesya could only see from where he was lying, as the pain after the operation had begun to be felt.
Mesya smiled happily at his twin and sister-in-law.
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Three years have passed.
The three boys are learning how to swim in their private pool, and the Reyhan family is currently on holiday at their private villa abroad.
Apparently Dafi was teaching his three-year-old brother to swim in a shallow pool, even Zanira's younger brother from Zahra also intervened to teach them.
Meysi was sitting staring at the three boys while playing his cell phone, waiting for the arrival of the husband when he was busy with his work outside.
Zahra and Mesha, and her two husbands, were burning corn and other fish.
Zahra who looks happy is joking with her husband, Meysi who sees also feel happiness.
Not in vain struggle to match her brother with Zahra, early looks difficult with their marriage. However, right now they are accepting each other.
His net was fixed on Mesya, his twin also seemed happy. They seemed to be seriously talking about something, no matter what they were talking about.
Pt ...
A warm kiss landed on Meysi's cheek, not surprised that she knew her husband's habits.
“Cock daydreaming, Honey? Hi son Papa ..” hello Arga stroking his wife's distended stomach.
For two years, Meysi and Arga deliberately delayed their pregnancy. Not not wanting to have children, Arga was afraid of Meysi's wounds after the surgery first.
“I'm waiting for you,” Meysi said gently.
“Huh! Next time, if you want a vacation, prepare first! I'll bother you suddenly like this!” moaning Anton brought his groceries while wiping the sweat that splashed on his forehead.
“Zanira! Look, there is a man who ...” has not had time for Arga to continue his words, Arga's mouth was silenced by his own sister, Arga, using his hands.
“Sstt ... don't be noisy!” annoyed Anton, then moved to bring his groceries to Zahra and Mesya.
Meysi and Arga again chuckled, looking at Anton's face that looked resigned.
Anton and Zahra's younger brother, Zanira, have been in a relationship for about a year, and the two families agree with their relationship.
They will marry after Meysi gives birth.
At night, everyone seems to be gathered together. Eat together, and joke and joke that night. Their holiday this time with a very complete family, even parents from Zahra and Indra were also present.
Even Toni and his wife enlivened that night, the age of Toni who was not young anymore. Reyhan asked him to retire to rest at home, they were considered like parents to Reyhan.
However, in the middle of their joking jokes. Meysi suddenly felt water coming out of her pants.
“Darling, it looks like I peed in my pants,” Meysi whispered.
Agra looked at his wife's pants, but the water did not give off the smell of pee.
“What's Arga?” tanya Toni saw her son looking busy checking his wife's pants.
“Entah, Meysi feels peeing in her pants. But, it does not give off any odor at all.”
Zahra who heard it immediately rounded her eyes.
“Stupid basis! Your wife wants to give birth, it's ruptured membranes!” yelled Zahra hysterically.
Because he also immediately panicked to hear Arga's words just now.
It was full of jokes and laughter. Now it turned to panic, while Meysi just looked at those who looked panicked, while she did not show a panicked face at all.
Reyhan and Arga carry Meysi to their car. Reyhan direct gas to the hospital that he had booked earlier for his sister.
Everyone caught up with them, except for Mesya and Zahra who could not leave their daughter's son, let alone at night. They're planning on going to the hospital tomorrow morning.
For fear of harming the fetus in the womb, Meysi must immediately be operated.
That very night, Meysi is soon in surgery, with Arga always loyal next to him.
In the waiting, finally the sound of crying of the baby was born was heard clearly, even echoing in the operating room.
Arga was so happy that he could not hold his cry anymore, the baby girl was now in his arms.
After finishing cleaning, Meysi did not have a long time in the hospital room.
Toni shed her tears, so grateful at her current age she can still see her first grandchild.
“Our first grandson, Mas,” Mala said.
Toni nodded.
Arga gave his son to his mother, the first person after him to feel holding his grandson.
“See, Mas. His lips are very similar to his mother,” Mala said again staring at the face of her grandson who is very beautiful, a blend of Meysi and Arga.
In the morning everyone gathered in the room, they settled the baby who was still sound asleep.
“Ma, the grandpa we bring home. In order for Dafi to have two sisters at home,” said Dafi innocently.
Everyone laughed at Dafi's plain words.
Dafi grew up to be a very loving figure for her sister, even when her sister cried she was always in the front to make her sister stop crying.
Complete is the happiness of Reyhan today, have a beautiful and good wife thanks to the matchmaking of his sister. Even now his twin sister has grown into a mother figure for their daughter.
“Ma, Pa and Dad. Look, your daughter has all children now. Surely you are also happy there, because you have got a grandson,” said Reyhan in his heart, seeing his two younger siblings who look so happy to welcome the arrival of their new family.
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One Dinar you infaqkan in the way of Allah, one Dinar you infaqkan to free slaves, one Dinar you give to free the poor and one Dinar you spend to support your family. Then the greatest reward is that which you spend to support your family.
(CHR. Muslim)
\***Second Thank You**\*