BEAUTIFUL TEACHER FOR YOUNG MASTER
Pleased, Sad, Moved

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Two months later...

"Mas, I want to take a walk first to Clarissa's house" Aqila said as she combed her wet hair.

"Remain to Clarissa's house? pregnant you are already big, baby, you better stay in my house, I just came home from out of town two weeks not to meet, I still miss you," sahut Raffa with his face bent.

Raffa regained her naked body still covered in blankets with a feeling of disappointment, she hated going through the morning without Aqila.

"Darling, pregnant I'm in the month now and the doctor said I have to go for a walk a lot, well I just want to take a walk to Clarissa's house and she's only a few blocks from here."

"You really have the heart, baby, yesterday two weeks I defended not coming home to finish my job so I can nemenin you without being disturbed by the same work, but also, besides I also want to be in the same city as you," irritated Raffa.

"Yes Allah, every day I am the same you, sleep the same you continue, why the hell lately you have been hogging so much, Mas. I'm just walking around for a little while and it's back."

"Look at your stomach has come down really, how about it fit again streets you mules."

"So from that I just take a walk for a while Mas, I promise it won't be long."

Raffa covered all his body with a blanket, a sign that he did not want to hear the babbling of the wife.

"This is actually who's pregnant anyway? why is it Mas who crave, then it is better to follow me for a walk, "Aqila bargained.

"OKAY..."

"Yes, I'm on my way."

Raffa still did not want to appear until Aqila disappeared behind the door and after hearing the sound of the door closing, Raffa revealed the blanket that covered her face. The corner of Raffa's eyes water, Aqila completely leaves him when Raffa is very hopeful that Aqila will seduce him.

Raffa stomped his feet on the bed, ruffled the bed that had been ruffled due to his hot activities last night, followed by covering his face with a pillow, Raffa is like a labile ABG who is heartbroken is really childish.

"Darling, I want to go back" cried Raffa.

***

Meanwhile, Aqila's sightseeing wants to pay a visit to Clarissa's house. Actually Aqila already felt the mules on her stomach, only she was afraid it was just a false contraction so she better fill the time for the streets even though Raffa would not allow it.

After a long walk, Aqila finally arrived at Clarissa's house.

"Oh my goodness, Qilla, are you alone?" asked Clarissa who quickly approached Aqila and swept her away.

"Here sit down first, you're okay your face looks pale."

"Actually my stomach is a little mules, Cla."

"What's? don't you want to give birth again, I'll get you a drink first."

Clarissa immediately made some sweet tea for Aqila.

"Qila, this is the sweet tea first."

"Thank you, Cla."

"Your face is pale, we better go to the hospital yuk," asked Clarissa.

"Cla, can you help me stand up for a while because my legs are so limp."

"Yes, let me help you stand."

"Cla, how do I feel something's falling."

Clarissa looked down and how surprised Clarissa was when she saw that Aqila's membranes had broken.

"Jeez Qila, the situation has broken, let's go straight to the hospital now, sister please take Louise for a while," cried Clarissa.

Clarissa drove Aqila to her car and Clarissa quickly drove her car to the hospital.

***

Raffa took an hour to soak in the cold water to dampen his desire due to Aqila leaving him in a state of severe horny. After finishing the bath, Raffa then came out of the walk in closet using casual clothes.

Raffa's mobile vibration with her beautiful in white ringtones westlife echoed throughout the room. Raffa came back looking for his phone, but somehow only his voice was heard. After a while of searching, it turns out that his phone is under the bed and again it is because of overnight activities that make his belongings scattered somewhere.

"Clarissa, why did he call?" raffa murmur.

"Hallo."

"Mas Raffa sneaked into Husada's hospital huh."

"What do you want to do?"

"Qila's giving birth, Mom."

"Oh..." Raffa is still relaxed yet to digest Clarissa's speech.

One second.two seconds..

"What's? you mean what?" raffa started to panic.

"Don't panic darling," Aqila took over the conversation for Clarissa to voice out.

"How not to panic, where are you now?" ask Raffa.

"We're on our way to the hospital" Clarissa said.

"Don't drive yourself Mas, ask for help Mr. Burhan anterin you," said Aqila trembling and had begun to cry.

Raffa grew increasingly panicked to hear Aqila cry, she was weakest when she heard Aqila cry.

"All right, I'll ask to take Mr. Burhan with me."

"Please bring a bag that is in the closet, all the equipment I have prepared there, Mas just take it."

"Ok, but please don't hang up."

Clarissa keeps her phone on her car dashboard.

"You hold on for a second, Qila."

"It hurts, Cla."

Raffa, who was currently running out of the house with a bag called Aqila, suddenly stopped, his hands shaking violently when he heard the talk of Aqila and Clarissa.

"You calm down, honey, don't cry anymore" cried Raffa.

"You be careful in the way Mas, do not rush I do not want you to see why, after all I'm okay anyway," said Aqila in a relaxed tone as possible.

Raffa felt very overwhelmed and moved to hear Aqila was still worried about him while Raffa knew for himself that Aqila was currently trying to endure the pain.

Raffa immediately got into his car and told Mr. Burhan to hurry to the hospital. Amidst his worries, a shadow of the past in which Raffa was so cruel to treat Aqila and did not consider Aqila to exist.

Suddenly Raffa's tears shed too, he was very worried about Aqila's situation, he did not want to happen to his wife.

"Take a deep breath, and you let out slowly" cried Clarissa.

Raffa, who was still on the phone, was upset that he could not be next to his wife when Aqila needed him.

"Where have you been?"

"We'll be in the hospital soon."

"I closed it first."

Raffa quickly contacted all of his friends and Aqila's companions to accompany him in the hospital later.

"Sir Burhan can go even faster."

"Good sir."

Raffa is currently feeling very sorry, if only this morning he was not selfish with his wishes, if only he wanted to accompany Aqila for a walk, maybe he was currently beside Aqila. Aqila's body had indeed become opium for him, eating him selfishly wanted to continue sticking to Aqila let alone Raffa had to accept the fact that he had to fast for forty days.

Clarissa's car arrived in front of the IGD, Clarissa went down first and shouted for help. Not long after, two nurses came by carrying a cage.

"Sir, I'm sorry Madam Aqila had to stop by the IGD first because her room was being prepared first" said Dr. Lina.

"Loh, we just came Doc hasn't booked a room at all" Clarissa said.

"Mister Raffa's request calls me and has to prepare a VVIP room for Mrs Aqila."

"Oh ok."

Meanwhile, it looks like Raffa is stuck in a very long traffic jam because in front of there is a consecutive accident that resulted in a total traffic jam.

"Sorry sir is not there, we seem to be stuck in traffic" said Mr. Burhan.

Raffa sat down with a huffed feeling, his face looking unfriendly and unfriendly, like he would prey on anyone who was currently bothering him.

"Not from here the hospital stayed another kilometer huh? I'm down here, let me walk later if it's not jammed anymore, Mr. Burhan just follow to the hospital."

"Good sir."

Raffa immediately ran, he did not want to get through the delivery of Aqila he had been waiting for for nine months. Raffa ran as fast as he could he didn't care about having to hit anything and whoever was blocking him.

Raffa is really very terrible if you are panicking, let alone panic about the name of Aqila.

***

At the hospital everyone has come, Aqila is now lying on the bed with a position tilted to the left, her hand was already stuck in an infusion needle while Clarissa painstakingly rubbed Aqila's back to reduce the pain Aqila was experiencing.

Aqila's hands clasped the edges of the bed, sweat already drenching her face and body. Aqila closed her eyes by biting her lower lip feeling an extremely painful heartburn.

"Raffa.." cried Jino.

But Raffa paid no heed to his friends who had gathered outside the room. Raffa had the door of the room so violently that Clarissa and Dr. Lina turned around at the same time.

"What about Aqila?" raffa asked with a breath that was still burning.

"New opening four," said Dr. Lina.

Raffa set his breathing to return to normal, then quickly headed to the bathroom to wash his face and hands, after Raffa dried his face with a small towel available there, Raffa also immediately approached Aqila who was still tightly grasping the edge of the mattress with her eyes closed to withstand the pain.

Raffa took over Aqila's hand and kissed Aqila's forehead. Aqila opened her eyes and smiled.

"When did it come?"

"But, why does it hurt?"

"Little."

Raffa knew that Aqila was lying so that Raffa would not worry and panic. Inwardly, Raffa felt very lucky to have a wife as strong as Aqila.

"I'm out first yeah," cried Clarissa.

"Thank you, Clarissa."

"Together with me."

Clarissa left the VVIP room.

"Are you sure, honey, you want to give birth normally? if you're not strong, I can tell the doctor that you'll have a caesarean."

"No, I want to normally Mas" said Aqila.

"Yes, whatever you want as long as you're happy, I'll support."

Raffa with every being beside Aqila, even Raffa offered to hit, scratch, or grab her hair just in case Aqila needed an outlet to endure the pain, Raffa was very sincere but Aqila even smiled.

"I'm not the bar-bar woman Mas, I don't want to hurt you much less damage my husband's handsome face," joked Aqila who made Raffa slightly chuckle.

Aqila just squeezed Raffa's hand while closing her eyes to endure the pain even the occasional tear spool escaped from the corner of Aqila's eye.

"Madam Aqila, let's move to the maternity room the opening is perfect" exclaimed one nurse.

Raffa lifted Aqila's body and moved it up the blankar to be moved to the delivery room. Raffa's heart was pounding, but he tried not to panic.

It took fifteen minutes, until finally the sound of crying babies echoed throughout the room. Aqila seemed to cry as well as Raffa who had cried first and kissed the entire face of Aqila.

"Thank you, baby, thank you."

The nurse came out of the room and was immediately attacked by a riot team.

"How's sister?" ask them simultaneously.

"His baby was born healthy."

"THAN-HAMDULILLAH."

"What gender is Sus?" ask Zahra.

"Male."

"THAN-HAMDULILLAH."

Everything seemed happy, how unhappy the son of the sultan had been born they must be happy.

Not long after, Raffa came out Jino was the first person to hug her.

"Congratulations Bro, finally broke the eggs as well," ledek Jino.

"Thank you for coming to Aqila."

"That's what friends are for," exclaimed Jorge.

***

"Oh my goodness baby you are so handsome, Qila," cried Zahra.

"Hooh ih gemesin," continued Angel.

"Who used to dong, Daddy was handsome like this so yes obviously his son was also handsome," said Raffa proudly.

"Oh, his face looks just like mine, '" ledek Fathir.

"Woi, don't start yet you haven't felt this bottle of infusion get into your eyes" said Raffa.

"Hahaha.lucu, where the infusion bottle might fit into my eyes" said Fathir.

"Fathir, why the hell do you guys never get along" cried Angel.

"Honey, the Raffa who first started" said Fathir.

"Well really, look for you" exclaimed Raffa, who was preparing to fold his hands.

"Mas, it's dong."

"But darling, I'm not sincerely our son is called like him, idih amit-amit my time that I try every night, but the results are said to be similar to him," complained Raffa.

"Have not been stopped by the talk of Fathir, he really likes nosy, has been cuddled," said Aqila.

"Yes, this time you survived" Raffa threatened.

Fathir looks komat-kamit as if mocking Raffa's speech so as to make Angel pinch Fathir's stomach because he felt anxious with his behavior.

"Aw sick dear," lamented Fathir.

"Thankfulness."

All the people there were only nodding their heads at the height of Raffa and Fathir that I had never met.

"Who's his name, Raff?" ask Jorge.

"RAMA FREDERIK ABRAHAM."

"Wuidih cool son of the sultan tuh," said Jino.

"Ok, this time I admit your son's name is cool," continued Fathir with mangosteen as if thinking.

Everyone looked at each other until they all laughed together.

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