Forced to Share a Bed
The Third Fruit of the Heart

"Dear control yourself, let's be careful, don't be like this Hanindiya, don't worry me."

Mr. Zulfikar hugged me. Then Silfa came and helped Mr. Zulfikar remove the mucus I was still wearing.

"Astaghfirullah ..," I said. I held my chest. The shadow of the Goddess that appeared in my dreams continued to be imagined.

"Can I come in?"

"The family doctor has not been allowed in. Because there will be a visit first," explained Silfa.

"Please attention, to the baby family Madam Dewi, awaited in the NICU room."

There was an announcement from the information section. We were all surprised. Let's go there a lot. The NICU room.

"What's up, Sister?"

Bang Radit who was in the front row immediately asked with a face that showed panic. What's more, Mr. Zufikar, his hand holding me feels cold.

"The baby Lady Goddess is already crying. The general situation is good too. The plan will be moved to the perinatal room" Sister explained.

"Alhamdulillaah," we are grateful. Mr. Zulfikar hugged me. Bang Radit and Miss Silfapun hugged.

"Can we see it?" ask Mr. Zufikar.

"Mom and Dad can go straight to the baby room. In about ten minutes, the baby will be in the Perinatology room."

"Good, Sister. Thanks for the information."

While waiting ten minutes, I returned to the ICU room to see the Goddess ma'am. Thankfully, I was allowed to stand by him again.

"Sister Goddess .., baby Sister is already crying and healthy. So .., K-Sister also has to get up quickly to see it." My throat was suffocating when I said that word. Because I am worried about his condition.

Madam Dewi was not aware yet, but her face already looked fresh. In the corner of his eyes there were no more tears.

"Sir Goddess, quickly wake up. I'm waiting for you, I miss your smile. Everyone is waiting for Goddess. I even missed the times where Sister Goddess scolded me. Oiya Kak, said Mr. Zulfikar, baby brother is very beautiful. Quickly realize dong, brother. I want to see Baby Brother play with the King and Beautiful."

The monitor suddenly rang, and I saw the fingers of the Goddess's mother run.

"Doctor! Sister!" I shouted spontaneously while standing up and staring at the danga bu Dewi who was stirring.

"Yes, Mom."

The doctor and nurse arrived. They immediately checked the Goddess.

"Alhamdulillaah, the vital signs are stabilizing" said a doctor. Their eyes look sparkling. Behind the medical mask, I'm sure they smiled after seeing the development of Miss Dewi.

I am so grateful and happy. Immediately ran out of the ICU room to deliver this good news to Zulfikar sir, Radit bang, and Silfa bu.

"Mas! Radit Bang! Miss Silfa!" call me.

They looked at it simultaneously. Mr. Zulfikar is approaching. Bang Radit and Miss Silfa followed.

"What's the matter, baby?"

"Mother's Hand Goddess is rattled, Mas. The doctor said her vital signs had also started to stabilize" I explained.

"Oh yeah? Thank goodness." They say hamdalah together.

"Yes, Mother and Bang Radit want to see the Goddess first." They pass.

"Mas, I want to see the baby. Now you can, right?"

"It can be, baby. Come," take her. Geez, my heart's a pound. Is it true that the baby looks like me?

"Wear this shirt, baby" he said. He helped me put on a special dress for visitors.

"The baby Lady Goddess is there."

A nurse directed. My eyes were straight there. To the infant warmer on which was placed a reddish-skinned little baby. Zulfikar sir and I approached. Mr. Zulfikar's eyes glazed over when he saw it. As for me, I could not hold back tears.

The holy creature looked at me. Then when his lips began to let out a special cry, the dimple appeared.

"He even has dimples like you, baby." Mr. Zulfikar's voice was shaking.

"If you want to touch the baby, wash your hands first." The doctor reminded.

"We've washed our hands, Doc" said Mr. Zulfikar. While his eyes continued to look at his daughter. I immediately hugged her with an undefined feeling. Then sit on a special chair and look back at her beautiful face.

Mr. Zulfikar then sat down beside me. She kissed her baby's forehead and whispered the words that made my heart slit.

"I'm sorry because I was .. I once wished that you weren't born into this world. Sorry yes ...." Mr. Zulfikar turned his face away and wiped away the tears with the back of his hand.

"I-I'm sorry, too" I said.

"This is Papa Zul, this is Mama Dai. We are your parents. You also have one mother and one father. Papa Radit and Mama Dewi," I stroked Zulfikar's head, which was suddenly leaning on my shoulder.

Then he cried. Her lips showed if she wanted to drink ASI. As a mother, I understood her desire.

"Can I give him ASI?" The question just popped up. Yeah, I want to fuck him up.

"I'll let you know, baby, but we have to ask Silfa's permission first."

"I'll allow." Miss Silfa appeared and answered my question.

"Mom Silfa?" I'm appalled.

"I've consulted with the doctor, Neng Dai. Seeing the condition of the Goddess who has not allowed to give ASI, I and the family agreed to ask you to breastfeed her. W-are you ready to go?" Ms. Silfa suddenly calmed down and cried on my lap.

"Mother, stop Ma'am. Don't be like this. Before I asked, I wanted to suckle her." I then signaled to Mr. Zulfikar to stop Silfa from acting.

"Mommy, it's Mommy," he persuaded.

"Huuu, Zul, Mami did not expect that it would eventually be like this. Mami is very sorry because it used to be .. huuu ... Evil mom with Neng Daini. Neng Daini even almost lost his life due to the crime of Mami, huuu."

"Mother .. don't discuss that anymore. Let's fix everything" I asked.

"Let's get Bu Daini, we'll take Mom to the breastfeeding room," a nurse asked.

"Good, Sus." I went there accompanied by Mr. Zulfikar. Miss Silfa nodded with a smile. But her smile was along with her crying.

...***...

"Darling, please don't face here. Facing the wall to get there only," pinta pak Zulfikar as the sisters who escorted left the nursing room.

"Lho, why Mas? Clearly it is recommended to face here in order to see the scenery."

"Haish, did you forget that I'm your baby too?" he said without any shame.

"What-what?!"

I spontaneously hit her shoulder. He chuckled as he placed our third baby on my lap. MasyaaAllah, I shed tears again. This moment I will not forget. I recited prayers of kindness for him.

"Look baby, when he looked up his eyes looked just like you."

"Yes?"

"Yes, try 'deh you turned your head. I want to equalize it." I obediently turned towards him without suspicion.

"Mm.m ...." My eyes widened.

"Sir Zulfikar! Mas! The places!" He just devoured my lips. How humiliating! What if there is a doctor?! I'm pissed! Directly pouting.

"Don't pretend, didn't you enjoy it too" he whispered.

"Mas, there's a baby to know. If you saw how? I'm shy. Sorry, dear." I kissed her soft cheeks.

"He didn't see 'kok. I assure you," he said, rubbing the baby's feet against his cheeks.

"The soles of her feet are soft as your lips dear." I just shut up, lazy to serve the fight.

"Ssttt, don't be noisy, Mas. Something's booby."

"Well, you're great. Thank you dear." Smacking my forehead.

"Either. I'm so happy to be able to give her ASI. Inside his body, it was currently filled with food juices coming from my body. According to Imam Shafi'i and Imam Ahmad, to be said to be a half-brother is to suckle five times full to full. So, I only need to suckle her at least four more times until she's full. After that, he'll be my third son."

"Oh, is that so, baby? I guess only one suckling can be said to be a sister."

"Before Mas, at least five times and the conditions should indicate if a breastfed baby looks full. Satisfied here means until the baby stops alone."

"Okay, I understand now. But you wouldn't suckle her five times, would you?"

"No Mas, as long as my breast is enough and as long as Lady does not forbid me to give it, I promise to breastfeed her often."

"MasyaaAllah, I became more and more in love with Neng Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin," he said. I returned the compliment with a smile.

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...~Tbc~...

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