Mr. Police I Hate You But I Love You
Liver Fruit

"Let's keep pushing. " Said the Doctor.

"Doc.... My husband where....!!! " Shouted Saphira.

"Mother must concentrate for the child Mother must be born, later also the Father came yes Ma'am. "

"Basic..us good for her, turn to give birth like this she did not come... Aaaaaa...!!! " Saphira.

"Serus Ma'am, already seen her hair. "

"So, I'm not strong..!! "

"The spirit of Mom, keep pushing Mom. "

Saphira continued to push, until the sweat soaked her entire body. The sound of a baby's cry was so loud that it made Saphira happy.

"Congratulations, baby girl. Healthy and normal. "

"Thank God, thank God. " Saphira.

While in the Corridor of the hospital, Firza ran towards the delivery room. Seen Mr. Farhan and Sonia's mother were standing, Firza then approached.

"Well, Mah how is Saphira and my son?" Firza asked with breath up and down.

"Thank God they're all safe, coming out soon." Answer Mr. Farhan.

The door of the delivery room was opened, seen a nurse holding the baby Saphira and Firza. Firza looks happy and welcomes her by holding her baby.

"You're beautiful, baby. " Say Firza while kissing both cheeks of her daughter's face that is still red.

Firza was looking at Adzan in the right ear of her daughter, full of firza endless - hentinya kiss his daughter's cheeks.

"His daughter I bring to the baby's room first yes sir, later please Mr. to the nursery. " Say Sister.

"Oh yes, good sister. " Say Firza.

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Saphira keeps turning her face away when Firza comes, both of Firza's parents prefer to go to the baby room leaving them both.

"Darling, thank you for giving birth to my son. " Say Firza.

"Thank you, thank you so good. I'm in pain Bang know not. " Saphira said with a frown.

"Kan Abang is still on his way home dear. Now it's beside you. "

"Part of why the hell, don't wait for Papah just son. "

"Children are out when you are pending. " Say Firza gaunty.

"Darling, our son is beautiful. "

"Yaiyalah her mama is also beautiful."

"His father is also not handsome, so it is not wrong that his child is also beautiful. " Firza immediately got a sneer from Saphira.

"Honey, that's Mamah Papah. " Sonia's mother said while holding Baby girl Saphira and Firza.

Saphira receives her baby and cradles her, her second fluffy smile upon close look.

"Well what name do you want? " Task Mr. Farhan.

"Maharani Ajeng Pertiwi. " Answer Firza.

"Ajeng, his nickname. " Say Firza back.

"Look at Mah Pah, my beautiful Ajeng look like me." Saphira.

"True the face looks like you, but the age of this is still changing - fox." Sonia's Mother.

"If it looks like Firza Mah Pah, it's like his Mamah did not accept.This alone came - came to get angry earlier." Firza.

"Ngeselin. " Saphira.

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Baby Ajeng suckles very greedy, the sound of suction is heard. Firza who saw her occasionally gulped.

"Why Bang? " Tanya Saphira's.

"From now on, you share with Papah Nak. " Answer Firza.

"The right has Ajeng the left has Brother so. "

"That's all right." Firza said with a smile.

Baby Ajeng falls asleep, Firza takes over her sling and puts it on the baby box.

Firza climbed into the bed, kissing her right and left cheeks.

"Yank, it's like our dream to be parents. "

"Eh yes dear, Bang Alvin his son has been born yet huh? "

"Yes Bang, I have not heard. "

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"Alhamdulillah, Alvin's son with Soraya was born. His son, but Soraya is still critical. Madam had just heard from your Papi. " Sonias Mother.

"O Allah Soraya. " Saphira.

"May be healthy soon. " Say Firza.

"Amen." Say Everything.

****

"Darling, quickly wake up. " Say Alvin continued to rub Soraya's face.

"Our dear boy, you should see him. Our son is as handsome as his Papah. " Said Alvin.

Their baby boy cries were heard, as Hasna's mother Soraya carried her. Mother Meri was not stopping to shed her tears.

"You heard Soraya, your son is crying. He wants you to wake up. " Say Mother Hasna.

Meri's mother rubbed her besan back, the cries of Son Alvin and Soraya made her third can not stem the sadness.

"Wake up Yank, Brother wants you to wake up and see our son. " Said Alvin.

Alvin took over the sling from his in-laws and put it on the sidelines lying with Soraya.

"You heard Soraya, our son is crying. He doesn't want to suckle and just wants you to wake up. Brother Son Brother always waits for you Yank."

A small hand gesture in the feeling of everything, Alvin immediately approached Soraya's body.

"Darling, did you hear us? " Said Alvin.

Soraya's eyes gradually opened, and looked with glass.

"Devents." Said Soraya.

"Alhamdulillah dear, look beside you." Alvin.

Soraya turned to the side and smiled looking at her little son. Her crying now stopped as if knowing her Mom had regained consciousness.

Soraya's hand moved towards her Son rubbing her cheek gently.

"You're handsome, baby, like your Papah."

"Our son is strong, baby, you must also be strong. For her sake, for all of us."

*****

Firza and Saphira return home, a room already decorated by June's help and his wife looking very nice with shades of pink.

"Welcome Baby Ajeng. " Greet June and Imelda.

Niko immediately ran over and kissed her little cousin who was being carried by Saphira.

"Tante Om, his dede to Niko huh. "

"Yeee's good, ask Papah Mamah to make a sister for Niko." Firza.

"Father Mamah, make Niko a sister huh. Tomorrow there should be. " Say Niko.

"Indeed, make it like making bread, now make the afternoon so. " Say June.

"Eat her Bang, have the child in her usual science love - ordinary. Do not continue the science that you teach. It's like this kid, smart but not in his place. " Say Firza.

"Well, how could you? " Task Niko.

"If Papah can, but his Mom can't? " Answer June.

"Mommy, tomorrow there should be a baby sister. "Chap Niko.

" Later yes, Mamah Papah will make the process first, dede Ajeng is also the same sister Niko, there is also no son Om Alvin with Aunt Soraya." Imelda.

"Just like Mah. "

"Yes, love the same. "Imelda Speaker.

" Om Auntie, this is Niko's sister. So take it home. " Say Niko innocently.

"His son was brought home. " Saphira said

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