Pamite
113. Done Already

I don't know what's up with today. Among many days, God chose today as the day where Rifki and Dara were so tense, nervous and happy at the same time. If two years ago Rifki and Dara were so tense because they would carry out the ijab qobul then today they are also feeling the same way because they are waiting for the birth of their first child.

Rifki sat near his wife's head to give her sedative words and ease her tension while undergoing surgery to retrieve their twin babies. The man smoothly spoke as if he was very relaxed and calm, whereas he himself was currently nervous and tensed half to death.

Seeing his wife entered the syringe in some parts of the body alone makes Rifki feel pained, especially if asked to imagine his wife's stomach torn apart to give birth to his offspring.

"Mas, why the operation is so long. Our baby's okay, right?"

"Patience, Deck. Our baby has two. Are you sick?"

"No..."

Dara had not had time to finish her speech, the sound of baby crying so echoed throughout the room.

Rifki and Dara fell silent for a moment. They looked speechless, they were suddenly in a daze hearing the sound of crying. Until a few minutes later, the sound of crying came back, at which time Dara and Rifki realized that they had become parents. They already really had the offspring that they had been waiting for all this time.

The couple looked at each other and cried together. Not a cry of sadness but a cry that illustrates their gratitude, for two years the wait paid off already with the birth of two babies who are female.

Rifki showered his wife with a kiss. No matter how many people in the room, he just wanted to show that he loved his wife so much, he was really grateful to her. I don't know in what way Rifki paid for Dara's entire sacrifice starting from her pregnancy and giving birth today. It seems that giving complete affection is still lacking.

"Our son was born, Mom? I'm already a mother. Are we old people?" dara asked in disbelief as she continued to cry.

"Yes, we're parents. Thank you, yes you managed to bring our children born safely into this world. I know to get to this point of being you must not be easy." Rifki removes the teardrop that pours on the wife's cheek.

"Thank you for taking such pains just to give birth to my offspring. Love you." Once again Rifki gives a kiss on Dara's forehead, but with a long duration.

The meeting of lips and forehead was separated when two sisters gave their baby to be seen by both parents. Rifki receives one of her babies and the other baby is placed in a baby box.

His eyes re-energized as his hands clutched the beautiful little baby. Until now he still could not believe that he had a baby.

"Don't be selfish, I'm my son too, I'd love to see."

"Astagfirullah, I'm sorry I forgot." Rifki chuckles and puts the baby near his wife's head.

Dara was unable to hide her sense of smell when the child's face was so close to hers.

"Like all of you I don't get it" said Dara pouting. "which one? Try more here, I want to kiss."

"And his son Mas, it's only natural that it looks like Mas. Take the other one, yeah."

Dara nodded.

"Taraaaa turns out she looks the same as Mas."

"Well, it's okay to do it again until there's something similar to me." Dara also gives a kiss on the cheek of the child.

"Khem. This one is just born. The time has been thinking about it again," said the female doctor who handles Dara's pregnancy to give birth. So a little bit of the doctor knew Dara's struggle to conceive twins.

"Mas Adzani they used to be, yes."

***

One day after the operation, many of Dara's family and friends and Rifki come to see a couple's baby whose life is full of colors and exams. Dara until no time to rest because people alternately come to his room, but it does not matter to him, because it makes him so happy and feel loved by many people.

"Excuse me, package" said Bram, opening the door. "Congratulations, yes nyet. Finally got a tail too. When men your age already have a virgin child and your girl just hatched a baby. No problem, it's never too late for anything. Once again congratulations on being a parent, this is your only achievement that is very difficult for you to achieve, and I know your struggle to get here." Bram's eyes glazed over and hugged his best friend.

"Thank you. No lo, no you all I can what, anyway? You're not just my best friend but my family too."

"Udah dong melow, we're here to see the baby grandpa. Where's my twin niece, where's. Among all of us only Rifki has twins." Sinta chattered while heading to the baby box surrounded by Rifki's friends.

"God, very beautiful. Sweetheart his face is like his father."

Plaques

"Emang why if his face looks like me," jelly Rifki ketus.

Their conversation continues. Among the three friends of Rifki only Bram and his wife who knew from the beginning how the journey of life Rifki to stand at this point. Because Bram's speech was finally inevitably a friend who became forcing Rifki to tell him what really happened.

Of course not all Rifki told, he kept it a secret that his wife had been abused by drunken thugs. The man replaced it with a drama of kidnapping the wrong people.

Dara gave a smile as Rifki turned to her. Saying thank you is not enough for all her husband's sacrifices.

"I promised myself I would give up my whole life for you, my husband. My life is now yours and our children."

"Whose name?" tanya Sinta picked up one of the two.

"Love and love."

"Great name, describes you guys so much. You must be a motivator with the title The power of love. Your story really inspired a lot of people that the power of love overcame everything. By the way, how are they different?" Sinta looked at the baby in the box and in her arms alternately.

"The name of Love has its birthmark on the palm of the hand. If there is no love. That's it."

Suddenly the baby in Sinta's arms cried. The woman immediately gave it to her mother.

After the baby's cry they all said goodbye to going home. Now only leaves a happy little family that has just been blessed with two children. Rifki walked over to Dara and Cinta who had just sipped her breath, while Kasih was in her arms.

"Finally, my life is complete as well. I don't ask God for anything more. I only ask to be given health to take care of you, my heretics until the end of my life. Aamiin's."

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