After Married
BULLHIT HUSBAND

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And there was silence like that. From the look on Nisa's face was guessed, how she felt worried about her husband. Fadhil is sure that in this city they have no relatives, and they are just the two. No relatives came to the hospital.

Because he felt sorry for Nisa's condition, Fadhil also invited Nisa to sit down, because at that time Nisa looked so exhausted and seemed to hold something back. His face was so pale, but Fadhil could do nothing but tell him to sit down.

"You sick Nis? Can I help you?" Ask Fadhil slowly.

"Mm .. ga no mas, again thank you for helping my husband." Saying back.

"Together Nis, let's sit for a while, I'm sorry you look so tired about it, sit down first, or do I want to call a doctor?"

Nisa shook her head, and finally complied with Fadhil's request to sit in the waiting chair, right in front of the operating room.

Suddenly Nisa held her stomach that had been cramping, "Parent good father in there, baby." He said as he gently stroked his stomach.

Fadhil continued to look at him from earlier, he realized there was something Nisa was holding back, she said,

"But what is it? Is she giving birth?" He murmured in his heart. Then how's this?"

Her husband is still in the operating room.

"Nisa, are you really 'ga papa? I'll call the doctor, right? Your face is pale." His words were full of nervousness, because after all Nisa had been in his heart, even until now, until fate reunited with him.

But Nisa still shook her head. But somehow the prospective child in his stomach does not want to be invited to compromise. The more he held back, the more he felt a powerful kick from inside.

"Aduh .." Cold sweat began to pour, Fadhil's hands were next to him too he clutches great. Fadhil followed in a panic. However, she has no experience when she sees people who want to give birth.

"Mas, pain ..." she groaned back. One of his hands he used to gently touch his stomach, one of which he still used to grip Fadhil's hand. The two people were both struck by an overwhelming panic.

Suddenly the nurse passed by to the operating room.

"Suster, I'm sorry to ask you a favor?" he said while enduring the pain, as the grip of Nisa's hand grew stronger.

"Yes sir" he replied, stopping his steps.

"My friend is giving birth?" said panic.

"Father come with me, I'm sorry if I could ask her to hold her mother, because there's no wheelchair around here."

Nisa who could vaguely still hear the conversation of the two, looked at Fadhil, "If you mind, I can still walk really." He tried to calm down while taking off the grip of his hand.

They also finally followed the direction of the sister to the delivery room, but only a few steps, the contract was increasingly felt. Nisa's hand reflexes held onto her stomach.

"sickness ..." His voice was soft, and more and more sweat poured out of his forehead. Fadhil was panicked and without waiting for Nisa's approval, he held Nisa and accelerated his footsteps to the delivery room.

Arriving in the room, he immediately called the guard doctor. Fadhil faithfully still stood by him. The grip of Nisa's hand could not be avoided. He also became sick because of it, let alone seeing Nisa who was getting sick the more he panicked.

Doctor Wenny came to the delivery room, and examined the contents of Nisa. Slowly he told Nisa to lift her legs to see how many openings.

There were 2 sisters accompanying her at that time. Previously Fadhil asked for permission to leave for a while because he did not want to disturb Nisa's privacy. She was not her husband and not her husband.

In the room, the doctor immediately measured Nisa's abdominal circumference and checked the baby's heartbeat. He also asked how often he felt false contractions. Fortunately, the water has not broken.

"Sorry are you thinking a lot?" ask the doctor to Nisa.

Nisa nodded.

"It's still a 3-buk opening, there's still 12 hours to go to full opening." The doctor's light.

"But why does it hurt so much Doc?" he said while grimacing and grinning, somehow from earlier his stomach was not good.

The doctor smiled, "Maybe his son wants to go out to see his father? patient mother yes, I call my mother's husband outside yes, so I can accompany mother here." Say it while saying goodbye.

Then Wenny doctor came out of the room and met Fadhil who was panicking outside the room, he was panicked because he was pacing in front of the room without realizing the doctor had left the room Nisa.

Fadhil gasped and turned to the doctor. "How's Doc doing?"

"Father calm down, your wife is still experiencing opening three, there are still 12 hours left to experience the full opening, you can accompany the mother inside so she can relax through the process." The doctor was long.

"Wife?" he murmured in the heart. But he also could not refuse the doctor's request, especially considering that Nisa's husband was in the operating room.

"Oh shit .." she just remembered Zein was still in the operating room.

"Sorry can I take my wife for a walk around the hospital?"

"Oh sure you can sir, it would be nice to speed up the opening process, but then once an hour he should be examined by the nurse to make sure where the opening process has arrived."

"Thank you doc."

"Together, oh yes there is a wheelchair, if Nisa's mother is not strong, do not force her to walk yes sir, sitting in a wheelchair only." Orders of the doctor.

"Okay doc, thank you."

Then the doctor passed and Fadhil stayed there, he immediately entered Nisa's room.

"How are you doing, Nis?"

"Sick mas, ma .. aaf I'm even bothering you again." Said while bowing.

"Ga anything Nis, if it's okay I want to go to Zein's room first."

"A ... aakuu go with me."

Fadhil turned, "Are you strong? shouldn't you rest first?"

"I'm better, the pain is a bit gone, somehow it hurt once, but now it doesn't feel like that.

Suddenly from the direction of the door, the nurse brought a wheelchair and patient clothes.

"Sorry mom, you have to change her clothes first, so that when later it will be easier during childbirth." The nun's light.

Nisa looked at Fadhil. Fadhil agreed, and asked permission to leave the room to make room for Nisa's privacy.

Sister was made to gawk, "Why not her husband who helps his wife change clothes huh? are they marahan? so Nisa's mother panicked and stressed and finally wanted to give birth?"

The sisters also huddle by themselves. Nisa was also confused to see the behavior of the sisters in front of her.

"Why sus?"

"Eh ain't nothing ma'am, you're a handsome mom's husband?" he said origin, because it was discovered that he was not concentrating earlier.

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