
H A P P Y R E A D I N G^^
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A tense morning arrived, where Hana again felt an even more powerful contraction that this time could not make her a bar-bar again.
This has indeed been felt by Hana before because giving birth is not the first thing Hana has ever felt, this is her second pregnancy and the second impression for her to feel the process of giving birth.
"Dear you are strong.." Unceasingly Gibran kissed his wife's cheeks and forehead.
Hope with her kiss Hana could be no more in pain, but not Hana if she doesn't bar-bar in between her pain.
Hana's hand pulled her husband's hand, she bit her husband's arm slowly, then looked at her husband.
"It hurts?" asked Hana innocently.
Gibran shook his head, then rubbed the head of the wife filled with sweat.
"Gigit as you please, share your pain so that I can always remember it" Gibran said.
Melting Hana made her, instead of biting again Hana instead pulled the collar of her husband's shirt and kissed her husband's cheek many times.
And what Hana did to see the sisters, made the sisters who were in charge of guarding it flip her body because her single soul thrashed.
"Vitamins don't hurt that much." Hana spoke while pinching her husband's nose.
"Your bad." Gibran answered while briefly tasting his wife's lips.
Back distracted again his pain, making the nurse on duty was just a headache because of seeing the behavior of pregnant women in front of her is very strange.
For a while screaming in pain, and now even kissed, really intoxicating love, whether it be more but this is the reality of real love.
Until it was time for Hana to enter the delivery room.
"You in?" hana asked, she saw Gibran pushing the gurney.
Gibran nodded quickly.
"Of course, I will accompany you, we fight together in the delivery room." Gibran replied.
Which makes Hana speechless with a teary face, moved because this is a very later moment from the past.
In the past when she was only 16 years old Hana was pregnant and gave birth alone, without the assistance of her husband, or the closest person, the experience of living alone made Hana sad, sad, especially if you turn back to the present, Hana is like being the luckiest woman in the world.
"Dear you cry?" Gibran was shocked, he wiped the tears in the corner of his beloved wife's eyes.
"I'm happy" Hana said as she sobbed.
Gibran hugged his wife, letting Hana smell her body and chest, until Hana finally poked her face up to her husband.
"New perfume?" ask Hana.
Holy jeez!!
At the moment of the day his wife was still just ngeh with the new fragrance that was in the body of her husband, making Gibran just anxious.
"Yes, this is the perfume you bought at the Swiss airport" Gibran said.
Hana nodded, then her gurney went into the delivery room, in the delivery room Hana who was accompanied by her husband held hands with each other.
The prayers no less Gibran uttered in the seconds in which the doctor gave the code to begin with.
"Pull your breath out, do it Mom" said the woman's doctor.
Gibran did not allow the male doctor to help with his labor, of course, because he did not want anyone to see his wife's aura other than himself, tell her she's selfish but what is a female obstetrician for if it's a male doctor who helps deliver.
Breathe out. Breathe out slowly..
AAAAAA !!
Hana with all her might growled trying to do as she might, and this was the second time Hana gave birth in a normal way.
"Still invisible, her mother eagerly tried to push again ma'am." the doctor again gave direction again.
Gibran who heard it immediately kissed the wife's face, instead of being uncomfortable with her husband Hana instead felt getting an extra full of spirit, he again braked again.
AAAAAA !!
"Push Ms..iya Bu a little more !!"
"Bismillah dear, spirit!" gibran said he kissed his hand.
Oekkk oekk.. !!
The baby's voice was clearly heard in Hana and Gibran's ears, Hana who heard that immediately let out a sigh of relief.
"Alhamdulillah." said Hana slowly.
Cup..
Cup..
"Thank you dear, thank you" Gibran said, crying.
Finally he became a father at the age of 36 years was not expected and do not believe because this really feels like a dream.
Hana rubbed her husband's arm, then smiled.
"Together, where is our son?" hana asked while looking around.
And at that moment also came out the nun who came near her.
"Congratulations Ma'am, sir, the baby is a girl, and weighs 3.2 ya ma'am" the nurse said, diverting her baby carrier to Gibran.
For the first time, Gibran can finally feel holding a baby, and his eyes glazed when he saw the tiny baby girl who is now in his sling.
oekkk..!!
The little baby squirms while crying, Gibran who hears the princess's cry immediately gives his baby to be stored in the wife's chest, because the baby will feel comfortable when near his mother.
And sure enough, the beautiful baby stopped crying after being in the arms of the mother, making Gibran smile because the bond between a mother and child is true.
"Hallo Mama's son." Hana looked at the tiny baby who was now squirming on her chest.
"She's beautiful like her Mama" Gibran said with a smile.
"Of course, if it looks like his father who is horrified, his father is handsome." said Hana while looking at the little princess.
Because still in the delivery room Hana and her baby must be separated first.
back in the VIP room, Hana who has now been moved looks more immediately compared to a few hours ago.
The pain after giving birth is still there, it's just that it feels paid off after seeing his baby born healthy.
her happiness comes back to her, Hana is really happy.
"Want to eat now, baby?" ask Hana.
Gibran shook his head.
"Later on, you're the one who eats you who struggles" Gibran said with a smile.
"We will fight together, let's eat together." Hana replied.
Not resisting, Gibran did both eat together, with Hana painstakingly eating in the bribe of her husband, as well as Gibran who responded in the bribe of his beloved wife.
"What about our daughter's name?" ask Hana.
"I have a pretty name." Gibran replied.
"What?" ask Hana.
They still have not found a suitable name for his daughter, but now Gibran already has a beautiful name for his beautiful baby.
"Ayuna Nafisa"
"What a beautiful name, I love."
"Yura, doain Mama yes dear may Mama be a better Mama, be Mama for you and Ayuna."
"Mother, Mother's grandson has been born, her name is Ayuna Nafisa, as her name is beautiful her face is also beautiful and also graceful, her face is also beautiful, pray for me Mom that I can be a good father and husband to my son and wife."
Ayuna Nafisa's
EXPIRE
Why is it finished because the story is finished until Hana has Baby, but take it easy I will love some parts about the daily life of Hana and Gibran take care of Baby, Baby, also the story of Arr and Anasya who gave birth in the next extra part.
Thanks for always being faithful to the story of Hana and Gibran 🤗