Don't Call My Name
S2 - Welcome Baby

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A lot of time has passed over the past few months. And now that day has come. The day that two new humans will be born into the world. The son of Ray and Zara.

Actually the forecast day is still long, it's just that the two babies may have been impatient to meet with both parents. Until it happened today.

Already from last night, Zara experienced discomfort around her stomach and some other parts of her body. And it tormented him so much that he shed tears repeatedly.

Zara is now in hospital awaiting further examination. He was in the special care room that Miranda had ordered earlier.

A great contraction was going on, Zara grimaced and strained to feel such intense pain. A tub is like several bones being broken simultaneously.

“Set breathing patterns, Honey. Do not give up,” said Miranda who always faithfully accompanied and encouraged her son. He was on the right, while Ray was on the left and kept whispering the words istighfar, so that Zara would keep on remembering Him.

Zara hears Miranda's interruption to continue to regulate her breathing pattern. While one hand continues to hold firmly on to the husband, as if he was channeling the pain he suffered. “Hufft ...”

“Mami I takuuut,” said Mike did not have the heart to see the horror. He was the one who could least keep quiet seeing Zara like that. “Mami I'm scared!” the repetition made Miranda crackle.

“In invited out do not want, but inside also noisy continues. Make us dizzy just you, Mike,” whistle that woman, “Pi take her out, Pi!”

“No, same as Brother ...” Mike finally cried. In such circumstances, Mike is very contrary to his usually cold and fierce attitude.

“Buy brown, yuk. Says you like chocolate?” ray finally got the idea. Although he had to be willing to leave his wife an item for a moment.

“By, don't go, By. I don't want you to stay ...” Zara did not want to take her hand out of Rayyan's. There was no one she needed more than her husband at times like these.

“Mike go with Papi, yes.” Ruben tried to persuade her, but was immediately responded by the boy with a headband.

“Fear Brother is dead,” whine while continuing to look at the brother.

There was no other way, Reuben took his son out because he was so annoying. No matter the boy rebelled.

“Well, so it's better,” murmured Miranda.

Until shortly, several teams of doctors came to handle it, including dr. Junitas. Arriving at this stage, only Ray can accompany him into the operating room.

“Good not to be going to you, Ray. If you leave, you cannot enter.”

“Iya, Mam. Thank God.”

“Mami nitip Zara, yes?” Miranda glazed.

Sensitive to the anxiety of the in-law, Rayyan hugged him to give him a sense of security, “Request his prayers only, Mam.”

“Definitely, definitely Mami doain.” Inevitably, Miranda must be willing to let them go. “Yes Allah, make it easy. Rescue all. My son, my grandson ..”

Meanwhile, four men and women ran to the operating room. They are Yudha, Vita, Sammy and Mauza. There, they immediately met Miranda who was sitting anxiously. The woman immediately grew up knowing that her iron family had come. They embrace each other and strengthen each other.

“Have they been inside?” Yudha asked.

“New ten minutes,” replied Miranda.

“Try if it was not jammed, surely we are not late,” Vita is so sorry this obstacle that makes it too late to meet Zara and Rayyan before the two enter the operating room.

“Ngak papa, Zara same Rayyan must know you guys are already here now,” Miranda chimed.

“Yes, people are still two weeks away. We are still working from yesterday. Those who give birth say nothing. Ray moreover? Suppose maybe his wife is just ordinary pain times, huh?”

Vita then chuckles, “He mah, do not understand soan.”

Miranda continued, “Zara just said early in the morning, the baby has rarely moved. Wow, my panic. We brought it here. Where else is the holiday. Thankfully dr. Junita wants me to force her to come,” explained Miranda.

“Pak Ruben same Mike not coming?” Yudha asked them because they were both invisible.

“Again in ademin first, sir. Geger. Afraid to see her brother in pain,” Miranda replied.

“Oh, fear him.”

“Iya, it's a pity that she's the same sister. Though it looks like gelut keep.”

The tension melted slightly after they heard the statement just now.

After a few minutes, they finally heard the good news. Ray had just reported in the family group that his two children had been born safely into the world.

Yeah, it's just like that because the guy was straight off back. However, the short news can make everyone who initially hoped to be anxious, then breathe freely and smile happily.

“Alhamdulillah,” says everyone in the waiting room.

“We're officially Grandma, Mas!” said Vita crying haru hugged her husband.

Yudha smiled. Although he said nothing, it was clear from his expression how proud and grateful he had become a grandfather.

Sammy held the wife's hand. He understood, Mauza is not doing well at the moment.

It's not that Mauza doesn't like to see other people happy, he's just diving into his own fate that is still unlucky about children.

Some are happy because of the birth of their children. Some are happy because of their pregnancy. And maybe others will soon follow.

While himself?

Up until now, he had shown no signs. What and why is it, they still don't know. Both of them felt their bodies were healthy.

I'm really why? That is the question Mauza asks every day. Is he barren? Or is it Sammy who is barren?

“Anaan anyway, Sam?” Mauza turned his face away. He didn't like Sammy worrying so much.

“Maybe everyone can you lie to your cheerful face, but not to me, Za. If you want to cry, let's cry together,” Sammy said so sincerely when saying.

“I promise I won't cry anymore. So I did not cry,” Mauza denied that she was sad. Though clearly visible in his eyes he harbored a lot of sadness.

“Long, that's proof!” Sammy pointed at his already condensed eyes.

“Ihh, what the hell!” Mauza pushed Sammy until the man almost fell. It is a bad habit that cannot be changed.

“Your budget, Za. Good thing not to be Malin famous.”

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