First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
74. Ali's Birth.

A week already Hamish and Firda lived in the house of both parents Firda to wait for the day of birth is getting closer, but it has passed from the doctor's estimate there are no signs if Firda is about to give birth.

Though every morning after Hamish from the mosque, Firda is always taken for the morning walk around the residential complex. I hope his birth will be smooth and soon.

"Instead of the doctor's estimate, how many days have passed?" asked Mpok Narti while carrying his merchandise, hoping Firda would take one or two of the negligee he sold.

"It's only been two days."

Firda's mother replied, Firda just looked at Mpok Narti's merchandise.

"If it's been a year, people used to say she was pregnant with kebo. Well if not born also in a tie like kebo let's hurry lahiran."

Mbok Narti started to tell stories.

"Sadis is right in rich ties' kebo, that's it first. If only Cesar remained now, it was done." timpal Firda.

"Lagian Mpok, if it's been a year more still in the stomach, out-and-out moustache dong." kekeh Firda, Mpok Narti and his mother laughed.

"That was in ancient times..." Raka participated in the buzz by saying it like intonation in children's animated films on television.

"Hush, little boy just, women's business don't want to know. Suh suh suh, go play far away!" said Firda's mother like throwing chickens.

Firda who was sorting through the negligee suddenly gripped the hand of Raka who was indeed standing next to him.

"Auw, sick, brother! It's me..."

Raka did not have time to continue her scolding because she saw Firda grimacing while one hand held her stomach.

"Sickness, Buk,"

Firda turned to look at his mother who was also surprised because Raka who shouted, Mpok Narti immediately saved his merchandise so panic. Worry about negligees scattered on the terrace floor can be victims, meaning victims of amniotic fluid fall.

"Fir, it hurts so much huh? Is it time?"

"I don't know, Buk, Firda mules' stomach." she moaned with her watery eyes.

"Ka, call bang Hamish! Call your father cepaattt." his mother's orders reached Firda's hand.

"Yes, yeah,"

Raka immediately contacted Hamish who was at the cafe, then ran to the back where her father was repairing the chicken coop.

The shouting occurred at Deni's father's house, Mpok Narti could only calm Firda who was already crying to endure the pain. While his mother took a bag containing baby equipment.

"We go to the hospital, let Hamish also go directly to the hospital." Deni's father took him to turn on the car engine.

"Don't cry, Fir! Later your energy is drained just crying, giving birth is in addition to the pain is not counted also requires a great power." said Mpok Narti helped Firda walk to a car that was standby in front of the terrace.

Raka who heard Mpok Narti's words grimaced in horror.

Are there no better words that can make Firda not afraid?

"Ka, take care of the house! Also tell your brother if your brother is going to give birth, you will come just like Bagas. Don't go anywhere, keep the house!" order her mother before closing the car door.

Raka could only nod even though her mother was no longer looking because her father had been hunting to run the car to the nearest maternity home.

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Hamish who got a call from Raka immediately rushed to the hospital that had been agreed with Firda if their child would be born, the adult man had arrived first and had even registered Firda's personal data. He walked back and forth impatiently waiting for the arrival of the car driven by his father-in-law.

Deni's father drove the car very carefully and a little slowly, Hamish getting more agitated. When the car he knew entered the hospital courtyard, Hamish immediately ran to meet him.

"New opening five," said the doctor who checked Firda's birth canal, Hamish to have to swallow saliva see how the doctor had checked how many openings.

"Sick, Bang." whined Firda with teary eyes, Hamish could only nod while rubbing Firda's waist.

"Oh, Firda apologized for lying to Ibuk, embarrassing Ibuk and Dad with Firda's lies" she said crying out to her mother's hand.

Firda just felt how painful it was to give birth, imagined by her how she let her mother and father endure embarrassment for a few days. While he was still afraid to be frank, until his mother was more in the house just because of the gossip of the neighbors.

Firda's mother so joined in crying, he felt sorry to see Firda who grimaced when contractions came.

The middle-aged woman had indeed felt three times what Firda felt, but seeing her daughter who now felt what she had felt as a mother she could not bear.

"Mom forgave you before you apologized, don't cry! I'm going to cry, right? Just Istighfar, son!" she said as she rubbed the corner of her wet eyes, Firda buried her face in her mother's arms.

"It hurts so much, Buk." he whizzed while hissing.

"Bang, I'm sorry! I've been a lot of trouble, brother."

Firda turns to Hamish who can only watch his wife apologize to her mother-in-law.

"Yes, all of you have forgiven me and Ikhlaskan, you have no fault whatsoever on, Brother. Brother also does not feel bothered anyway, whatever your request proves that you have a wife. Don't cry, his face is getting red." comfort Hamish rubbed Firda's face that was wet with tears.

Not long Abah and Umi also arrived at the hospital, Firda again apologized if during the stay at Umi's house he made a lot of Umi upset.

"No, Fir, you're Umi's child, no parent is upset with her child. Umi believes you are strong and can, this is the jihad of a woman, Fir. Be patient with pain, son!" entertain Umi rubbed Firda's hand slowly.

After feeling the pain of the lost contractions for more than three hours, Firda finally successfully gave birth to a son safely.

There was no drama Firda was screaming in pain as Hamish continued to accompany Firda who was struggling.

With wet eyes, Hamish echoed the adhan in his son's ear. Her voice is missing because of the taste of haru so that her throat feels dry.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Fir, you have given the greatest happiness to Brother" said Hamish kissed Firda's forehead which was still wet with sweat, and he was still covered in sweat, there was no look of disgust for Hamish with Firda's face still sticky. Precisely Hamish wanted to give a lot of kisses to his wife's face but hesitated because there are still doctors and other medical personnel who will clean Firda.

"Congratulations, Mish, you've become an Abi" said Abah patting Hamish on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Bah, I'm really happy, Bah." Hamish wept haru on his Abah's shoulders.

In front of Firda he could not cry because he was happy, in front of Abah where he often shared his story and asked for a solution Hamish could not stand.

"Yes, may you and Firda be happy next yes, Mish." do'a Abah while touching her eyes also moved.

"You already have a name for your first son?" asked Deni's father to tear the novelty between Hamish and his brother.

"Already, Dad." said Hamish while wiping the corner of his eye.

"What's his name?" ask Deni and Abah's father at the same time.

"Ali, but still have not found whose full name. We agreed we'd call him Ali first."

"I gave up her last name, Bang!" sela Raka who just came with Bagas.

"Who?" tanya Bagas curious.

"Later to think, my nephew's name should be cool."

"OK, it can be considered." said Hamish gave his sister-in-law a chance.

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