Only I Love
Chapter 69

Ala looked at the tiny baby who had been sound in her sleep. His fingers began to caress every inch of the handsome baby's tiny face. Shortly thereafter, the midwife who handled the delivery and the doctor who diagnosed Ala's child, came up with a bright face.

"Congratulations, Miss Humaira and husband. Thank God your child was born healthy, safe, and very handsome," said the doctor.

"Thank you, Doc. Thank God the baby we have been present and breathe air directly in this world." Ala looked at the man wearing the white suit.

However, he hesitated to ask directly what was in his heart. Although actually his heart is not ready if the predicted reality turns out to be real.

"Why do you look worried?" ask Doctor.

"That, Doc. What the doctor said, it still occurred to me."

The doctor nodded as if he understood Ala's concern that he knew was sincere with what had been diagnosed. The doctor smiled with great care.

"Dok ... Doc ... How's the kid?" Someone suddenly snuck into the room where Ala was being treated.

"Ama?" tanya Rafatar was not happy with the question posed directly by the mother.

"Didn't he say your baby was born abnormally? So we need to know now" Venna said.

"Whatever and however our son may be, we are sincere, Ma. Ama do not muddy the happy atmosphere that has just been present in the middle of all of us" said Rafatar.

Ala looked at her in-laws deeply. He understood the direction of Venna's conversation, because he himself was still curious.

The doctor sounded a little chuckle between the tension. "Didn't the midwife say that your baby is perfect?" ask the doctor to confirm.

"That's, Doc?" Finally Ala raised a voice.

"Alhamdulillah baby Father and Mother are born healthy without one less thing," said the Doctor.

"Then our child's prediction will experience DS is what, Doc? Didn't he say the accuracy rate was 99 percent?"

The doctor nodded and smiled. "Is not the Supreme Giver greater than all His creatures? For him, it was very easy to reverse what had happened to His will. Meanwhile, humans just guess and remember! One percent chance it still exists. For example, the thing that your baby both experienced."

All who were present were amazed and amazed to hear the explanation of the Doctor. This time their faces turned to look at the baby in Ala's arms.

Meanwhile, Ala's tears fell on the red baby's cheeks. His lips were smiling. Rafatar immediately hugged Ala and gave a kiss on Ala's forehead.

"Thank you, honey. Thank you for fighting for our son. You never give up even though every side keeps dropping you. I'm so proud to have you as the great woman who stood by me. I don't know what I would be if there wasn't you." Rafatar hugged Ala and their son.

"O Allah, Alhamdulillah ... Truly this is the power of God that we can never guess, Uda."

"Waaah, thank goodness. Good thing my grandson is not the cac4t kid that the Doctor had predicted. If you know it from a long time ago, maybe Oma will not be angry at Ala. Ama also won't be ingrained by anything."

All eyes in unison stared at Venna who continued to roar with a flat face. Ala let out a long sigh, because she herself had felt a great shock in her household because of the woman who gave birth to her husband.

"Well, it's good that you know how to say thank you. This time it's your turn to help Ama!" venna said with a meaningful smile.

"Astaghfirullah, Ama? Can't Ama just do everything?" greet Rafatar with an outpouring of emotions that he cannot contain.

"She?" Ala looked at her husband for a moment and shook her head.

Rafatar again heaved his breath heavily. "I'm afraid Ama is asking you strange things" Rafatar said.

"Fatar? You think this person who gave birth to you could be that bad?" venna looked at her son.

"Tell me, Ma. Ama want me to help what? If I can do it, of course I will help" said Ala.

Rafatar held Ala's hand. They looked at each other describing sign language that only they understood. Before long Rafatar shook his head, but Ala smilingly nodded her head.

"Do you really want to help Ama, Ala?" Venna approaches the two of them and pushes Rafatar's position.

"If I could help, God willing I would do for Ama."

Venna rubbed her grandson's red cheeks. "Ehmmm ...." He glanced at Rafatar who clearly seemed to object.

"Then, I once again congratulate you on being a parent to Humaira's mother and husband. Hopefully, this born child can be a conditioning for your family. And, do not ignore the myths circulating about babies. No baby smells like hands, right? Because the baby really needs to be embraced by his parents" said the doctor interrupted his visit.

"Thank you Doctor and Midwife who have helped a lot. May Allah repay the good that you have given with thousands of other kindnesses" said Ala.

"Amen. Thank you for your prayer. This is our duty on behalf of the profession we live." The Doctor and Midwife resigned and retreated.

"Well, Ala, it's not busy, is it? Later when you come home, you help Ama? What phone to attract the talak that has been spoken against Ama. Have you no pity on Ama who became a widow at this young age?" venna said without waiting for more time.

"Ma? Why did Ama involve my wife in the trouble Ama was having? Ama should be be begging to What?!" reject Rafatar who objected to his mother's unreasonable request.

"You must not interfere in our affairs! This is both our business," muttered Venna looking at her son with an annoyed face.

"It ... Already ... Do not fill our happy day with anger. It would be nice for us to decorate with gratitude and say good things," interrupted Ala mediate the quarrel of the mother and child.

"All right, Ma. I'll talk to what later. Hopefully I can respond to this well."

Venna laughs sumringah. "Thankfully, you are Ama's best daughter-in-law." Venna glanced at Rafatar cynically and returned laughing.

Before long, Ummi and Ala's sisters came to greet the presence of baby Ala with joy. However, Ummi looked at his son-in-law cynically. It is still clear in his memory when the princess was evicted from her home first. Plus, he knew what Venna was telling her to do with her son.

"Bu Venna, I hope you go home. Don't burden my daughter with the weird things you give me."

"Why are you the sewer? Ala's willing to do it."