Loving Husband Interlude
70. Meaning of Alief

Najwa held her husband's waist tight, she already felt heartburn, plus the road was too slow because Arsyil was very sorry for Najwa who was in pain.

"Kok road very slowly anyway, adek already sick this. Whoops!" Najwa.

"Abang is afraid of you to be abrasive, but this will soon reach the midwife's house" replied Arsyil anxiously.

Shortly after, the motor stopped. Najwa immediately went down and immediately entered the house where the midwife practice, Arsyil called the midwife to immediately help his wife give birth.

"Waah, the mother wants to give birth to ya" said the midwife swiftly helped Najwa up to the delivery bed..

"Yes, midwife, I can't stand it. Eeeuuh." said Najwa to endure the pain.

"Prophey yes, just fall asleep first. I want to check inside, how many openings" said the midwife again wearing gloves.

He put his hand on the bottom of Najwa, checking how open it was.

"This was out of water, Mom?" ask midwife.

"Yes, midwife, is that her marriage broke?" ask Najwa.

"No, that's just crater water. Don'tbeafraid. The opening was good, already six. So wait four more yes, if you want to go for a walk too. Aided by mas, mbaknya yes." said midwife.

Arsyil nodded, and he swiftly helped Najwa down from the bed of the ward. He led Najwa for a walk.

Pain and pain felt by Najwa, the woman repeatedly beristugfar and apologized to her husband. If anything happened to him, he would not regret it.

"Bang, I'm sorry. If you have a wrong brother." said Najwa.

"Ngga kok deck, adek no wrong brother. And my brother also apologized, yes. Istigfar just a lot, don't think of anything." said Arsyil.

He was afraid that what Najwa said was like being separated. But he remembered that abah and Umi had not been told.

"Change the same Umi yet in still know deck?" asked Arsyil, Najwa again grimaced by holding his stomach.

"Bang, I think he was born. Aaauw, sick. Astagfirulah..."

Arsyil panicked, he called a midwife to help him give birth immediately. Bi Sri who was carrying a bag containing maternity equipment also helped keep Najwa with Arsyil.

The midwife came in, and she went back to check on Najwa.

"It's complete, let's get ready to welcome the baby's dedek" said the midwife.

The midwife prepared, she stood up wearing gloves and a mask. Two midwives were also on the right side of the midwife, while Arsyil was on the head of Najwa.

He continued to recite prayers and encouraged his wife to help push the baby out.

"Geeuh!"

"Yes, once again. One two three!"

"Geeeeee!"

"Geek! Oek! Ohhhh!"

"Alhamdulillah, was born. The baby's a boy, congratulations" said the midwife.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah" said Arshil with gratitude.

She kissed Najwa's face because she was happy and happy. He cried, looking at his wife who was still exhausted after straining a few times.

"Our baby deck boy, he was born perfect and healthy. Thank you, you are so great" said Arsyil hugging Najwa.

Najwa was happy, he was very weak. The midwife again helped Najwa to get the baby out, and before long came out too. After coming out, Najwa was cleaned.

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Alief Irsyadi Daud, the name given by Arsyil to his son. Umi and Najwa's brother were also told after Najwa finished labor, because it was not time to tell umi and abah.

Both of them immediately glide when Arsyil tells that Najwa has given birth. They are still in the midwife's house, and in the afternoon can go home.

"Well, it's funny that our grandson is. How umi was anxious to see it." said umi Dila menoel the cheeks of the red baby.

"Don't be so tight, umi, it's red on her cheeks" said Abah.

Arsyil just stared at his in-laws who had a little argument with his grandson, Najwa himself was able to sit down after everything was sorted out. Look at his parents, then smile.

"Whose name is your son?" ask umi Dila.

"Abang who knows mi, I did not have time to discuss the same brother name problem" said Najwa.

"Alief Irsyadi Daud. Just call me Alief, I like the name Alief" Arsyil said.

"Well yes, in hijaiyah it's the first letter. Same yes, this is the first child. Alief." said umi Dila.

"In Arabic it means to love, but if in the science of akidah it is the meaning in once if the alief letter. What do you take from that meaning, Arsyil?" ask abah.

"Just feel good about the name Alief, bah. And that means also, may he be a child who always loves those closest to him." replied Arsyil.

"That's good, because the name actually contains the meaning and hope of both parents in their children in the future to become children who are sholeh and sholeha. Bring blessing and good luck to the people around him" said Abah again.

"Yes bah." said Arsyil.

Najwa was silent, he knew what he meant by his brother about the deepest meaning of the Alief. But her husband did take the meaning of simple language, and still has a good meaning.

As well as her hopes with her first child, hoping her son to be her happiness and her husband and brother and uminya.

Long time they were in the house of midwives, so Najwa also took home because he already felt healthy and could go home.

Arsyil hired a rickshaw to bring his wife home. Because it is impossible to go home on a motorbike, so are abah and umi.

It only takes ten minutes to travel, they reach juya. And now it's at Arsyil's house back.

Baby Najwa was crying, she was hungry. And Najwa also gave him breast milk, since birth the baby was only one time to drink asi Najwa. So this is the second time she's breastfed her child.

"The first new kok is sick yes umi breastfeed it, kayak at the bite of ants" said Najwa grimacing the pain of breastfeeding her child.

"Indeed, later also long time no. But for umi first while breastfeeding you, the most fun thing is breastfeeding. Every time you drink Umi, it feels very happy. The eyes clashed with each other, even though it was very simple. But the closeness between the baby and the mother is very pronounced. After all, it was the language of motherly love towards her child" Umi Dila said.

Najwa was silent, he digested his ummah. He was like practicing what Dila umi said, staring at his son who was drinking voraciously. Before long the baby boy's eyes opened and looked at him, Najwa smiled.

It was true what dila Umi said, it felt so good when her gaze collided with her son's eyes.

"Very happy for Umi, it's simple. But giving breast milk is giving life to her child" says Najwa.

"Yes, with love. What else do nursing mothers feel happy, not in a state of anger. That must be his son will also feel happy continuously. Unlike if giving asi in a state of anger and emotion, later on the asi channeled will be different. And the child will feel something different. So if you are upset with your husband, do not breastfeed first. Let go of your annoyance first, then you give breast milk to him" said Umi Dila.

"Yes umi."

The mother and daughter's conversation continued into the evening when Arsyil called the two for dinner, which was ordered through the service between food packages.

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