
3 Months passed.
Until the time comes Kiran will give birth to the figure of a little angel who had been in her womb.
Aslan and Kiran accidentally, do not ask about the sex of the baby to Susan's doctor. Although they have repeatedly performed USG checks.
"Please, we will be in the hospital soon" said Aslan, worried. But he wanted his wife to calm down.
Kiran answered nothing, preoccupied with the pain she felt herself.
Yuli accompanies Aslan and Kiran to the hospital, while the unwell Iwan stays at home.
Pray that his son-in-law and third grandson will be born safely.
"Ran, dear Istigfar, don't close your eyes" said Yuli, holding her daughter-in-law.
Deni, the driver was even more upset when he heard one of his employers was even closing their eyes.
"Sir Deni, can it be faster no?" ask Aslan, as well as commanding the way faster.
"I try Mas," replied Deni, while sharpening the vision and increasing the speed of the car.
"Ran, why are you quiet. Speak dearly, say anything to me, be angry with me, pour all your pain on me" Aslan said.
Kiran just kept shaking, not even screaming in pain. Only his grimacing face endured the pain.
Instead of being happy, Aslan was even more riled up.
This was the second time Kiran gave birth, she already understood how this cycle of pain was.
Kiran was only silent, but in her heart she continued to be privileged. Trying to think, if the pain is a form of struggle the child to meet him.
15 Minutes later, their car arrived at the hospital.
In front of the lobby there Agung and Widya have been waiting with misgivings as well. Earlier, they did a monthly checkup of their prospective child, and overheard Aslan calling Susan's doctor, saying that Kiran was going to give birth soon. Contractions have been routine since dawn.
"Let's go Lan, Susan's doctor is waiting," Agung enthusiastically invited.
I swear by anything, Agung could not bear to see the pale face of Kiran like that. Using a wheelchair, Aslan pushed the wife into the delivery room. There, doctor susan was waiting.
Just then, Aslan and Yuli went inside. While Agung and Widya waited in front, sitting in the waiting chair for the room.
"Mas, why is his face so pale?" ask Widya astonished. He saw the husband who seemed more afraid than Aslan.
Widya does not know, if now Agung is worried about himself. Imagine, when his wife will give birth.
"It's okay, dear" replied the Great Lie. Then all my strength to control myself. Not want his anxiety that makes his wife anxious anyway.
Meanwhile, in the delivery room. Kiran started to pengjan, the opening was perfect, the baby's way out was already visible.
"Let's Ran, the spirit, once again," Susan said, as she prepared to take the baby.
Kiran continued to try to pengjan, even though he was unable to survive among this pain.
But his strength recovered, when he realized that the struggling now was not only him, but also his son.
His son is struggling to see the world, to see his father and mother.
"Eum!!" erang Kiran with all his might, until it felt like he was on the verge of limit.
But his eyes immediately opened, when the sound of the baby's cry was so clear.
Then felt, his face was admired repeatedly by the husband.
"God willing Ran, thank you," muttered Aslan, with teary eyes. What a sacrifice a wife, who fought between life and death to give offspring.
Kiran smiled, returning the gaze within the husband.
"You're great Ran, there's no need for stitches to get this little angel out," Susan explained again, and made Kiran breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you Doc" Kiran replied later, after so long she fell silent.
"From now on you're not talking to me, don't you want to say anything to me?" pinta Kiran is really.
He was afraid, if Kiran was angry with him.
Hearing that Kiran smiled.
"From that moment Mas same Umi was very noisy," replied Kiran with a chuckle.
Yuli who heard that only smiled, then stroked the head of the daughter-in-law with affection.
Then switch to petting the darling of her third granddaughter who is very beautiful.
"God willing, she is beautiful Ran" said Yuli gratefully.
"Just like Kiran, Umi?" clearly the newspaper and Yuli nodded her head.
Whatever he would do despite having to lie, because again, Kiran's son was so similar to Aslan.
"Have you prepared a name for her Lan?" yuli asked enthusiastically, being asked like that Aslan and Kiran looked at each other. Staring at each other with smiles.
"It's Umi" Aslan replied later.
"His name is Alana, from the names of his father and mother, Aslan and Kirana," Aslan said again with a smile.
She and Kiran had a hard time agreeing on the name, if the baby was a girl, they would name Alana, while if it was a boy, it would be called Aska.
"What a beautiful name, O Alana, Oma's grandson," Yuli said, gratefully.
That day was not just a happy day for the Aslan family. But in the deepest corner of Agung's heart, he felt the same happiness.
Happy, welcoming the birth of the future son-in-law. Agung and Widya already know the gender of their child, a baby boy.
That night, Kiran was allowed to go home.
Iwan who had been lying on the bed then immediately woke up, when he heard from his wife if they would all go home.
Their third grandchild, baby Alana, is a baby girl.
Hearing that, Iwan repeatedly gave thanks, to be honest, he was actually expecting a child when Aslan and Kiran were women.
And apparently, God granted his hope.
At exactly 8 p.m., Aslan and all his family members were waiting. Aydan even directly ran towards the main door welcoming them all.
Then followed by Iwan who walked limped.
"Abi, why come here, abi should just wait inside" said his wife, Yuli. She had a husband who still looked tired.
But Iwan's happy smile immediately emanated when he saw a small baby in his baby's arms.
"God willing, granddaughter of opa," said Iwan, caressing the affection of his third grandson.
Iwan even instantly felt better, as if Alana was the cure of all her pain.
"Abi must be very happy, Abi wanted a daughter, and finally God granted through Kiran and Aslan," said Yuli and Iwan nodded his head, agreeing.
"Umi's right, Abi is very happy," Iwan replied.
To make everyone there smile gratefully.