Binding, Binding Promise
Part (105)

"How long!" Zain hit the wall of the hospital, fifty minutes passed but there was no sign the team of doctors would come out of the operating room.

Yes, oprasi! According to the estimates of the obstetrician Yuna and Zain used to go to, Yuna would give birth to their first child in two weeks, but the plan sometimes did not match the reality. Yuna was forced to be rushed to the hospital so that her condition did not worsen after she had a bad event an hour ago, precisely she fell in the bathroom of her home.

Though careful, the calamity still befalls the son of man. For indeed life is a form of devotion to the Power, no matter how great the trials that come must remain grateful to it. If it is pain then be patient, and if it is pleasure then be grateful, for in fact all are only forms of God's love for his servant named man.

"Zain, how is Yuna's contribution? Is the operation still long?" Mommy who has just arrived with Daddy looks worried, the couple planned to travel to Singapore, but all plans he canceled just to accompany Yuna. Zain who panicked when giving news to his parents added to the fear of Mommy and Daddy. Fortunately, there is nothing to worry about anymore.

An hour later, the team of doctors began to exit the surgery room. His face seemed to be holding a smile, it seemed like the middle-aged woman who became Yuna's favorite doctor would bring happy news.

"Doctor, how's our daughter doing?"

"Is he okay? What about the fetus?" Mommy began to ask, she looked at the middle-aged doctor in front of her. Really, Mommy looks scared, understandably, she is looking forward to her first grandchild, if something bad happens to Yuna, it is the same as Mommy herself who will feel her pain.

"Congratulations Mr. Zain, you have a daughter." The doctor reported the news.

"Alhamdulillah." Mommy, Daddy, and Zain say at the same time. Ben who is Zain's assistant also looks happy, whether what the young man said in his prayer, only he is different to his confidence in the midst of the Lucca family.

The daughter that Zain had always hoped for finally came too, believe it or not, all this time, even though Yuna was doing regular checkups at the hospital, she said, Zain did not want doctors to tell him the gender of their child. Know why? Because Zain and Yuna were looking forward to the presence of their child no matter what gender they were.

"Doctor, wasn't our daughter-in-law okay before? She said she wanted to give birth normally." Mommy asked, he folded both arms in front of his chest.

"The cause of the mother having to give birth by Caesarean, there are actually many factors and one of them is a problem in the placenta. Placenta previa occurs when the placenta is low in the uterus and partially or completely covers the cervix. One in every 200 pregnant women will develop placenta previa during the third trimester." The middle-aged doctor explained.

"Entering the age of the third trimester of pregnancy means that the delivery time of pregnant women is getting closer. Reporting WebMD, the third trimester is the end of pregnancy. The third trimester of pregnancy is calculated from entering the seventh month to the ninth month or the 28th week to the 40th week." The middle-aged doctor continued, Mommy who heard the explanation could only nod her head slowly.

"Madam can see Miss Yuna in her nursery, she and the baby are fine too."

"Thank you, doctor." Zain cupped his hands together in front of his chest, there was no more conversation between them, after which the doctor left Zain and his family.

"Mom, I will inform the families in Indonesia. I'll tell Mama-in-law that they know Yuna's condition." Zain grabbed the phone in his pocket, after telling Mommy, he immediately walked towards Yuna's room.

The fruit of the heart and the eyes, the soothing light comes from the light of Heaven, the most beautiful gift of the Power as the form of its greatest gift.

Love in the shade of Islam, its light radiates soothing. Today the light of love radiates like the moonlight, shining brightly unobstructed black clouds. Thank you to the Power for the gift of the sweet child of eye conditioning, Fatimah Az-zahra Alkea Nisa, that's the name, it comes like a warming sun in my life which is filled with a surprising network. Zain hummed in his heart, he quickened his footsteps, walked towards Yuna's room, his eyes shed tears but his lips could not stop sharing a charming smile, he was so happy that he could no longer speak.

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