Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 66

Anisa sleep moving left right side continues to change. His mouth was grimacing the stomach that felt heartburn.

"These spicy meatballs," Anisa said, "but the sauce is just a little," Anisa continued by stroking her stomach.

An hour or two, even more his eyes could not be closed.

"Why Nis?" asked Panji with a typical sound of people waking up to see Anisa sleeping unsettled.

"Mules Brother," Anisa replied still with a grimace.

"You ate wrong? or maybe giving birth?" The pennant looks a little panicked.

"HPL is still 2 Weeks away Brother. Maybe because I ate the meatballs a bit spicy," Anisa complained, there seemed to be regret on her face.

"I call Maya's doctor," muttered Panji, his hand felt on the nightstand looking for a cell phone.

"There's no need for you to just mules around Kok,"

The pennant that was already holding the phone he put it back on the nightstand.

"Sister..," call Anisa.

"Hmmm," Panji's hum awaits what Anisa will say next.

"By Elus Anisa's stomach," Anisa's pinta cf.

Panji's hand hesitantly then stroked Anisa's stomach.

"Here Brother," Anisa protested without awkwardly pulling Panji's hand to stroke the part she wanted.

Long Panji stroked Anisa's stomach even he who was already very sleepy began to slow down his elusan.

"So hard, sister" said Anisa.

"Hmmm," Panji's drone confirms Anisa's request.

"Harder yet Brother," again Anisa protested and obeyed Panji.

"Sister, I'll go to the toilet first." Anisa got out of bed immediately.

Panji only nodded half-consciously because he felt extreme drowsiness. But suddenly Panji woke up. He immediately lowered his feet from the bed to the bathroom door.

"Nisa..., Anisa..., you haven't finished yet?"

There is no telling, Panji repeated calling Anisa only after that Anisa appeared with a face that looks pale, exhausted, and sweat out of her forehead.

"Not to poop," complained Anisa.

"You're constipated what's diarrhea?"

Anisa shook her head then her face looked smirked again.

"Sister! I mules again!" exclaim Anisa.

The banner immediately reached the edge of the bed. Without the command of her hand moving stroking Anisa's stomach because if her hand moves stroking the stomach, Anisa immediately silent only grimaces with pain.

"It looks like you're going to give birth to Nis" Panji guessed.

"So it hurts more!" lamented Anisa now her hand gripped Panji's hand and Anisa's head she rested on Panji's shoulder.

The banner of letting the girl do what she wants as long as it can ease her pain.

"In a moment, I'll grab a cell phone first" Panji said, seeing Anisa calm down.

Anisa said, releasing the grip of her hand and the head she rested on the shoulder of the Panji she lifted.

"Assalamualaikum Bunda..," said Panji after his phone was connected with a number there and Panji told what happened to Anisa.

"Sister..," called Anisa felt her stomach return to heartburn.

Panji immediately approached Anisa. He rubbed his stomach back.

"Said Mommy, you are having contractions, we immediately go to the hospital," said Panji.

"Contractions? Danger is not Sis?" there was a panic on Anisa's face.

"Contraction is a sign that you want to give birth. The baby is looking for a way out" Panji explained.

"Have you prepared your maternity kit?"

Anisa shakes.

"Anisa, HPL you're 2 weeks away but why don't you prepare everything!" complained Panji and immediately stepped into the wardrobe containing baby supplies sent by Mother Rosmawati.

At that time Panji actually planned to invite Anisa to buy baby equipment. However, the plan was not so he threw it to Anisa because her mother told her that all the baby equipment she had bought.

Panji immediately put in the items that need to be brought in for the preparation of childbirth, fortunately he always read articles about pregnancy and tips on being a husband on standby. After all entered she immediately pushed Anisa out of the room.

Anisa sat in the seat beside the steering wheel.

"Sister.the more it hurts," said Anisa and her hand squeezed Panji's arm.

Panji undoes for driving.

"Mang Udin, call Mr. Faruk to drive the car," said Panji on the Udin mang who stood will accompany the departure of the car.

"Yes, sir" replied Mang Udin and immediately left before Panji.

Panji stepped onto Anisa's seat then swept her to move behind the wheel.

"Cepet Sis" complained Anisa after sitting in the passenger seat.

"Yes, Mr. Faruk came here immediately, I could not drive, too dangerous because again you clutched my hand," Panji said.

"Look at me Nis," Pinta Panji and Anisa immediately stared at Panji.

"Just keep in mind, every contraction do not scream, the energy that you should save in preparation for straining is wasted. But, all you have to do is take a breath and throw it slowly" Panji explained.

Anisa nodded.

"You're in a pregnant class only half-and-half will be her knowledge and half, too" Panji grumbled.

Anisa only grimaced between enduring the pain and grumbling the man beside her because in this state she had been ridiculing him.

"Papatan Pak Faruk!" command the banner so Mr. Faruk sits in the steering chair.

Anisa bit her lower lip, this time her mouth was silent so that there was no moaning or complaint.

"Retract Nis breath, pull and then throw slowly," Panji continued to repeat the sentence every time Anisa contracted and Anisa according to what Panji instructed.

Arriving in the hospital room Anisa immediately given action after that was immediately taken to the delivery room. Panji still accompanied Anisa, somehow there was no awkward accompanying Anisa giving birth. After struggling for two hours in the delivery room finally heard the sound of baby crying.

"Alhamdulillah" Anisa said her eyes without tears. Panji's hand stroked Anisa's head and wiped away the tears.

"You're a great woman Nis!" lirih Panji in Anisa's ear, congratulating the struggle Anisa took in giving birth to the baby.

"The baby's a boy sir, Mom, Thank God it's healthy" the doctor said, showing the baby's face towards them.

"We continue to nurse the baby first yes, after 30 minutes later we leave it to the mother again for the initiation of early breastfeeding" said the doctor.

"Sorry Mom, I clean first and still do not move much later we will sew the torn part," said one of the medical personnel on Anisa.

Deg.

This time Panji looks awkward to hear the words of medical personnel. Want to go but Anisa's hand is still holding her hand, do not go afraid Anisa why-not. It felt inversely proportional when accompanying when Anisa gave birth.

"Doc! Sick, sick..," cried Anisa.

This time Anisa's cry can not be held differently during childbirth, the instructions of the Panji that always command each Anisa experienced contractions successfully Anisa run but this is really out of Anisa's control.

'I have to what?' inner Panji, feeling confused, awkward, and one more, felt his hand already bruised due to the extremely strong grip of Anisa.

"Doc...!" Anisa shouted back.

"Hold Mom, let the meeting come back. For Mom and Mom's husband's sake" the doctor joked.

Spontaneous Anisa only realized fully that next to her was Panji, the man referred from the doctor's speech earlier. Anisa immediately took off her hand.

Panji is also no less silent to hear the doctor's speech until swallowing saliva alone is difficult.

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