Lover Dream
Ahlan wa sahlan baby boy

Tit..tit..tittt.(tool sound in ICU room).

Seen helpless woman risking her own life in the ICU room, can not do anything to her family other than pray and continue to pray, even those who want to approach delia must use special green clothes.

Whose heart is not broken sees his heart lying between life and death. Struggle that can not be replaced with anyone but must be experienced by delia.

After being taken to the ICU room, the mother and haikal could only pray and see it from behind the glass that separated them, although from the fikri glass he stopped crying he blamed himself who was negligent. Doctors have not allowed them to see delia directly before further examination.

The tool is attached to the chest, nose, arms and fingers and almost the entire body is filled with tools, all waiting for the miracle of God swt.

" Saayangggg hiks why kamuu like thisi" said fikri he rubbed the glass window separator himself and delia

" Abi pray umi yaa" said haikal stroking his abi's back, as well as mother he had to support his son who currently needs full support.

Dede baby transferred to the NICU room because the baby was born prematurely should be given special care, delia gave birth at 33 weeks, which is 7 months more or entering the age of 8 months..delia Fikri's estimate is wrong.

" Abi want to see your son ? lirih mamah, fikri also followed the mother to see her son she was curious about his gender because every usg dede baby never shows the type of kelamiinnya make fikri curious.

they passed through the room room to be able to NICU room to see the baby, they passed the nurse and nurse, when he arrived in the room that read NICU fikri also met with the nurse who guarded the sterile room.

" excuse me sister I want to prosecute the baby from the mistress delia anastasia azzahra" said fikri , nuns also allow fikri to meet her child still with the supervision of the nun and only one person, namely fikri , fikri followed the sisters while mother and haikal waited outside

petite body, narrow-eyed, sharp nose exactly the face of the little fikri, he kept approaching until he could see clearly, he said, the child who had been in his wife's stomach can now be seen even touching her skin .

" please in the adhan sir" said the nurse he opened a small round-shaped door that was in the incubator ,

Tears soaked his cheeks, happiness enveloped his heart and sadness was experienced by the fikri , he was happy to see his great son and he was sad because this child was born without mother's embrace and without Asi from his mother.

" Assalammualaikum jagoan abi" said fikri with strong effort, the first sentence heard was Assalammualaikum.

" Allahuakbar Allahuakbar"

Adzan was echoed by the fikri he brought his face closer in the incubator hole right in the ears of the baby dede. as if understanding the baby boy was moving to make the fikri smile, as if understanding the baby boy was moving to make the fikri smile, because seeing his son makes him excited to undergo this test

The haru scene was witnessed by the mother and haikal and sisters, even the angels witnessed the moment of happiness.

mother secretly photographed the moment of fikri from outside the room that she would send to the family group ', including mamah

Mother also sent a photo with the caption "Alhamdulillah Ahlan wa sahlan mujahid 😍" to the family and mamah , all who get a message from their mother blahaa with a cry haruu enveloping them, many also ask deliaaa condition but the kind mother he answered him well, "delia is resting pray cepet recovered "

a break? rest here is delia who is lying down, bedridden without doing anything just sleeping sweetly but with consciousness that has not returned, we pray delia yaa , because after all he is a man who has a caliphate and mistakes.

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" Alisha lisyahhh you where son" said delia he walked around the expanse of flowers and natural beauty, he looked for his favorite child who was not seen by him, I want to say this to my son,

Delia also continued to walk through the small and beautiful river, it feels like sitting in the rock there happy once I want to try it ? Delia got to where she wanted to be.

" the mass is beautiful bangettt but where is my husband, where is lyzed and why my stomach becomes flat" murmured delia he looked towards his stomach.but he did not care he was too cool with the flower bed even he wanted to pluck it.

" lia" called a heavy voice behind delia.

I also turned to find the figure of the man I currently miss.I walked up to him walking very quickly but the man was silent on the spot

" why pah "my word .yes he is papah, mr reno , I just met densilmai. "pah, pah,

" what are you doing "ask papah stroking my hair ,

" lia was enjoying this flower bed pah , papah what is here where mamah" I said not to see mamah precisely I saw a small and handsome boy behind me.

" he's who the pah is" I said

" he's your son, son, you come home with him, papah here" said the papah with a smile, "Child"

" delia wants to join me with papah" pinta delia with wet tears.

" what about your son?"

" I want to be with papah , let me meet papah for a while" my words follow papah steps , we join hands through the river but a familiar voice for me continues to haunt myself.

" Dear awake, come back , "

" get back here"

" back to lahhh "

Even these ears hear the sound of a baby crying, but whose baby ? who has a baby..

eaaackkk.

pahhh" I said to the papah that kept walking until it reached between the gate like a dimension and it looked beautiful.

What did delia do ? where is he at the moment??

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