Finding Perfect Wife
Eps. 102 Births of the Heart

Five months passed after the marriage of Afsha and dr. Ammar. One fine morning, in a practice.

A man sat in his room after examining many patients. He took a break before calling the other patients to come in.

Although it is fairly new clinic, but it turns out the number of patients who come is quite a lot. The majority of them expressed satisfaction and recovered half treatment there.

Cracks! The sound of the door opening suddenly.

dr. Ammar was sitting upright and his eyes were fixed on the door.

Who the patient is, how dare he come in here before I call him. Inner dr. Ammar, still staring straight at the door with his sharp gaze.

But the patient looked calm and closed the door again. He sat in front of dr. Ammar.

“Doctor, how about my pain, you are not responsible.” said the woman instead propped up her chin with both hands on the table.

Doctor Ammar was silent.

“Doctor, why are you just quiet? Huh!” say that woman again.

“You are surprising me only.” hardiknya firmly.

“Can't I get into my husband's own practice,” he replied.

Yes, that woman is indeed Afsha. Abizar wakes up the clinic to help him around his house.

Afsha often came to the clinic to visit her husband.

Afsha who felt her husband was lacking attention to her looks upset.

“I know you're busy. Yes already. I'm back first.”

Afhsa stood up from the seat then walked quickly. But his feet tripped over the edge of the chair.

“Afsha!” shouted dr. Ammar looks a lot, even he quickly and his attitude captures the body of Afsha.

“Release!” Afsha immediately set foot on the floor and pushed the body of dr. Ammar away from him also threw away the sight of the man.

“Come don't do that,” he said, then pulled Afsha's chin forward to settle both of his eyes.

But Afsha turned her face away and did not want to see the man.

“Afsha, I'm so worried about you too for our baby.”

Afsha is currently 3 months pregnant. And during this pregnancy her attitude is fickle, her moody emotions up and down and severe demand super attention. Maybe her baby asked for that.

Because he was angry, dr. Ammar kissed Afhsa's lips even though they were still at work.

“mmm..” Afhsa creeping dr. Ammar, then let go of the link of their lips.

dr. Ammar smiled widely because of the effective way to relieve Afsha's anger.

“I'm back first. Later after the clinic you should take me for a walk.”

dr. Ammar just nodded in response.

“I'm afraid, it hurts so much my stomach. I really can not stand.” he said while in the delivery room with sweat soaking his clothes.

“I'm here and will accompany you. You have to fight to give birth to our baby,” he replied, dr. Ammar then considered Afsha's hand tightly.

dr. Ammar forced to accompany the labor process even though it was not actually allowed. But because he is a doctor and son-in-law of Abizar, then he got access to it easily.

The next three hours heard the sound of a loud baby cry.

“Our son is born. You're so great, honey.” dr. Ammar kissed Afsha's forehead after the normal labor process was completed.

One month later, dr. Ammar took and sent photos of their babies. He did not keep it to himself but sent the photo to his mother.

“Mistress, there is a letter for you.” said Kak Cala, he then immediately brought in the letter he just received and handed it to Madame Fatima.

The woman received the letter and opened it as soon as her servant left her room.

“It..” His hands shook violently when he saw many photos of tiny and handsome babies, as well as a letter in them, “Ammar, you.”.

The woman then shed tears that fell soaked the photo of the tiny baby.

Although he never called his mother, because the woman always refused the call from him. But still dr. Ammar often sent letters to his mother. And he thinks it will be read.

Three months later, Afsha and dr. Ammar was sitting crouching on the carpeted floor staring at their little ones who were now learning to crawl.

The baby crawled towards the door quickly.

Dr. and dr. Ammar soon followed their baby. The baby left the house when the front door opened.

“Marhein...” call dr. Ammar was outside and didn't find the baby.

“Ammar..”.

dr. Ammar immediately turned his head in a distant direction hearing his familiar voice in those ears.

“Mother.”

From a distance Mrs Fatima came carrying Marhein.

“This, your grandmother.” he said looking into the round eyes of Marhein who smiled broadly patted Madam Fatima's cheek.

“Excuse me, grandma just saw you.” she smiled while glazed, then kissed her grandson.

Afsha arrives and stops at once to find out who is coming. She just stood by her husband, knowing that her mother-in-law did not like her.

“Afsha, come here, Nak.” call him.

Afsha hesitated for a moment, but he finally came forward. And Madame Fatima hugged him immediately.

“Im sorry Mom.” Now tears fell on both of them.

dr. Ammar felt full and smiled broadly. After a year his mother gave them their blessing.

Finished