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“Why scream, Al?”

“That's Jesi, Ma... Jesi..” Alya even so nervous not clear.

“Why iron?”

“That's Jesi, Ma.. I think I want to be born.”

“What?” Mama Yeni immediately moved from her seat.

“Neng Jesi where?” continued.

“Kitchen, Ma.”

Mama Yeni hurriedly went to the kitchen, no matter the soap opera she watched while the rame-ramnya even my song crying imagine repeatedly heard.

“Not an estimate the doctor should be another week.” Mumbled.

Mama Yeni approached the grimacing Jesi while holding her stomach. The daughter-in-law bit her lower lip with tears that kept flowing soaking her cabi cheeks.

“Ma.. Jesi stomach hurts.” He said as Yeni held her stomach.

“Why not say the same dear mom? We go to the hospital now well.”

“Sickness PHP, Ma. The pain just keeps getting sick again. From this morning I kept it.” His sister withstood the pain.

“We're going to the hospital now, it looks like your granddaughter wants to get out.” Mama Yeni.

“No, Ma. I want the same Karam.” reject Jesi.

“Ma, it hurts so much..” whining again.

“Mama... mother Her crying broke again unbearably.

“Propay well dear..we are going to the hospital now. Later sister nyulai.” Mama Yeni stroked her daughter-in-law's back repeatedly.

Alya stared not far from there while biting the tip of his nails, confused what to do. On the other hand he could not bear to see Jesi in such pain.

“Alya, why are you so dumb! Cepet get the driver ready for the car. We're going to the hospital now.” After getting instructions Alya immediately passed to the front and asked his mother's driver to immediately prepare the car. Not to forget, he rushed to his sister's room to pick up a baby bag.

“I brought which one? Why are there two?” Alya gets confused choosing between pink and blue bags. Though he remembered very well before there was only a black bag that had been prepared by his mother.

“i bring both of them.” The best short decision according to him.

Along the way Jesi continued to cry, mother Yeni who had experience giving birth only until the fog faced Jesi.

“Sabar well dear, soon to the hospital.”

“Mama, this hurts a lot. My stomach hurts, Ma.” Complain Jesi.

“Sabar well, Jes...” said Alya who looked back.

“Sabar...patient..patient how? It hurts a lot of oaths, Al.” said Jesi.

“Karam... Karam has been on the phone yet, Al? I want to be with Karam. If the same Karam does not hurt, it was also only in the elus-elus Karam pain ilang.” Further.

“I've called brother, Jes. But not lifted. I already told you mba Naura kok, later brother will immediately follow to the hospital.”

Jesi just shook her head, her current feelings were really mixed up erratically.

“Ma, elus-elus hold dong don't stop.”

“Iya dear this is also mama elus-elus.” Mama Yeni kept wiping her daughter-in-law's stomach.

Arriving at the hospital, Burhan's father and Sari's mother arrived first. Seeing the big car stop, the two immediately approached together with two nurses carrying a cage.

“Mother.. dede baby naughty, belly Jesi pain.” He said as soon as the car door opened.

“Propay well dear. Do not cry continuously, later you even run out of energy.” Sari stroked Jesi's head and wiped her sweat-soaked forehead.

“Mother here nemenin Neng Jesi. Mother's daughter should not crybaby well, now you want to be mami time crying continues.” Further.

Jesi was a little calmer in her mother's arms, although the grimacing face withstood the pain did not go away. It had been forty-five minutes that Jesi was drooping on the bed holding her stomach. He tilted left right looking for the most comfortable position. Occasionally he walks by being swept by Alya, mama or even his mother alternately.

“Ma, Where is the Ramp? Why not come?” the crying that he had endured from earlier finally broke again because he felt struggling alone.

“Kak is again on the road, Jes. Patience well.” Alya.

“Ponakan ante way naughty well, if you want to go out well out just do not make mami sick.” He continued while stroking Jesi's stomach.

“Don't say my son is naughty, Al. The naughty brother lo, delicious doang make a turn like gini no!” from earlier crying for a long time Jesi became upset himself.

“Yes geez wrong again me his. Sorry sorry Jes..”

“Mother... This hurts so much.” Shouted Jesi.

Because Jesi who can not calm down finally Mama Yeni again called the doctor.

“I've been bosen from earlier in the teasers continue ih.” His protest as doctors re-examined his sex organs.

“New opening four. Patience well Bun..” doctor The woman subscribed to it smiled kindly at Jesi.

“Tadi three now four, how many are bu?” jesi asked with her short breath holding back the pain.

“Until ten dear.”

“How long?” ask again.

“I'm not strong, it hurts a lot. There is no painkiller anyway bu?” he continued to start ngaco.

“Why it's good to make it doang anyway. This oath hurts so much.” He complained again while holding his stomach.

“Yang patient well candidate mami. I live first yah.” The doctor stroked Jesi's stomach then passed away.

Rama almost hit the doctor who was about to come out as he opened the door. So panicked Rama did not apologize and immediately went in search of Jesi. Since he got word of his wife being taken to the hospital, Rama immediately rushed to leave his unfinished meeting and asked Raka to handle everything.

Rama approached Jesi who looked at him with a frown but a few seconds later he cried and scattered in Rama's arms.

“Sorry well old sister. Shouldn't have been to the office.” Kissed him all over Jesi's face, not forgetting to wipe full of affection big belly.

“Sickness, Caram.”

Seeing that his son had come, Yeni's mother, Alya and the two Jesi parents chose to wait outside.

“We wait outside well.” Burhan patted his daughter-in-law's shoulder before exiting. Rama nodded back while continuing to rub the baby Jesi's stomach.

“Elus-elus continues..” says Jesi.

“Iya darling…. This is also elus.”'s sister Rama's hand did not step away from Jesi's stomach but he was more confused because he saw his wife who was in pain.

“Sister call doctor first yah.” Rama. Jesi could not even speak, she just shook her head and did not let her husband go a single step.

“Iya-iya sister not going anywhere dear.” He kissed Jesi's lips and then pulled out his phone and called Alya to call the doctor.

Before long the doctor came and went back to check on Jesi.

“It looks like dede baby waiting for his papi yah?” The doctor smiled at Rama after the examination.

“So from opening three to four really long, uh pas papi his come so chepet to opening ten.” Further.

“We fight now well, bun.” Said the doctor.

“Kakak here baby. You are not alone hm.” Rama kissed Jesi's forehead.

Jesi repeatedly shed her tears without a sound, no matter how sick she held it. His hand held tightly the hand of Rama who stood beside him. Repeatedly her husband wiped the sweat that soaked Jesi's forehead.

“Pull breath well. Start straining on the count of three.” Said the doctor.

Repeatedly the doctor gave instructions, doing his best to help Jesi give birth. Rama, he even cried to see Jesi's struggle to give birth to his son. The spoiled girl, did not want to lose and often spoke without the brake that her face was covered in sweat. Repeatedly Rama wiped Jesi's wet face and kissed her forehead, giving her encouragement, until finally after twenty minutes passed the baby's cry echoed in the white room.

Rama immediately hugged Jesi tightly and showered her with a kiss of love.

“Alhamdulillah, our child has been born dear.”

Jesi was still stunned and exhaled slowly. The pain that he had felt from earlier evaporated just like that as soon as he heard his son's first cry.

“Karam..” call him to Rama who is still hugging tightly.

“Please dear... “ Rama even to cry again because Happy.

The doctor walks beside Jesi and Rama while holding their first child. Approach them to the new parents to see their children.

“Congratulations well, your first child is a girl. Beautiful as her mother.”

Jesi and Rama compactly looked towards the doctor who was holding their child. Jesi's weak hand stretched out to touch her daughter's round cheeks that were still red.

“Anak mami..” he said softly.

“Kids we love.” Connect Rama.

“Still. Thanks for giving birth to my sister. You're Brother's favorite Juice Jas. The most perfect woman in my life. Love you..”

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Geez, this is how I want to be spit-necked to have a cute baby dede as well as like a Jus Suit. Do'ain yah men temen let me spit baby. Aamiins.

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