Pretend Marriage (Pretending to be Married)
Welcome to baby!

Time is rolling so fast. Without feeling, Bia has entered the third trimester and is waiting for the birth of her baby.

The feeling of impatience often filled his heart. I often wonder when my baby will be born into the world.

"Darling, you're not going to the office anymore?" bia's question was sparked when he saw Brandon carrying a laptop and a cup of coffee into the television room and sitting next to his wife who was watching his favorite series.

"No. I don't want to miss the most important times" he replied, sipping his homemade coffee.

Bia sighed. "There's no sign yet, dear. Why are you so worried, anyway?" Bia bobbing head. Brandon's enthusiasm was so great, Bia was happy to see him.

"Despite that, we can't predict when he'll be born, can we? Two more days have arrived the forecast day. I'm getting less calm, Bi!" Brandon expressed his anxious feelings.

"Yes, continue your work. I won't bother." Bia refocused on the spectacle.

While focusing on his work, Brandon was surprised by his wife's increasingly strengthened handrails

"Bi, what's wrong with you?" brandon's voice was so worried.

"I-I feel the mules," Bia replied.

"You're giving birth?" ask Brandon.

"Ahh. It turned out to be just a false contraction" said Bia, holding Brandon's hand which was still in his stomach.

"I think you're going to give birth soon" said Brandon, sighing long as Bia's condition had recovered.

Half an hour had passed, Bia again felt a contraction, and this time it hurt more than before. Bia had to bite her lower lip.

"Bi, sick again?" brandon asked, gently rubbing his wife's stomach.

Bia nodded. "I'm sure, this is indeed a contraction of giving birth. Brandon, our son is about to be born!" Bia spoke while biting her lower lip. It hurts a lot, but there is happiness in itself when something to look forward to will finally come.

"Bi, let's just go, shall we?" pinta Brandon, just saw Bia like this he was unable to. Not to mention seeing Bia later will be more in pain and put his life.

"Why? I'm strong. Besides, soon my struggle all this time will bear sweet fruit. I'll fight normally first, honey. Anyway, my condition is very possible to be a normal body!" Bia refused. He believes he is capable and strong.

"We're going to the hospital now. I'll call Brother Dewun first." Brandon took his cell phone in the room. His heart warmed, feelings of happiness and anxiety mixed into one in his niche.

"What's up, Brandon?" Dew runs out nagging her quarreling children.

"Sister, Bia is about to give birth. I'll take him to the hospital. Brother and the others followed, yes!" the door hoped in a hoarse voice.

"Brandon, you don't panic, yeah. Everything will be fine!" The hump is said in a state of panic. He was confused about what to finish first.

"Good, Brother. I close first," said the man again ended his call and immediately picked up a large bag containing Bia's equipment and their children later who had been prepared in advance.

"Bi, slow down!" Brandon embraced his wife. His bag was handed over to their maid.

"Now what is sick?" brandon asked and answered only with a slug.

"Mom, let's check the openings first, yeah!" said the Doctor.

Bia nodded. Bia opened her legs, allowing the Doctor to check.

"It's two openings," said the doctor. "So you can speed up the opening, you can take a walk first, use the Birth Ball, sleep tilted to the left, and squat, yes!" said the Doctor.

"Yes, Doc."

Bia applied everything the Doctor said. Take a walk around the room and once in a while he sits down at the Birthing Ball.

"Bi, you're strong!" Tasya gives encouragement to his best friend. Swiping Bia's back that had been continuously breathing out. Trying not to moan in pain even though the pain she felt was now overwhelming. Bia wants to moan, but remember the message of the doctor if screaming will only waste energy just ends up unable to push.

Contractions began to rain down on him. The pain grew longer and longer, he could not explain in words. However, it was all a form of his struggle if he wanted to meet his baby.

"Darling .. Are you okay?" Brandon shed tears. Really, he really couldn't see his wife having to endure the pain all by herself.

"I'm okay, honey. Only, can you ask the Doctor to come here? My pain has increased," asked Bia with a breath of decapitation.

Brandon looked back, he asked Valerie to call the Doctor.

"Mom, let's check the opening again, shall we?" The doctor smiled kindly so that Bia could feel more calm and comfortable.

"Well! it's opening seven! Pretty fast." The woman's doctor turned to see Brandon. "Sir, accompany me, yes. We'll soon meet your baby."

Brandon nodded. Curiosity also followed. During this time, Brandon and Bia were indeed compact not wanting to know what the gender of their child. They want a surprise. For women or men, both are the same.

Bia contractions are becoming more frequent. The water has broken. The doctor and some of his assistants were on standby near the birth canal.

After his assistant arranged Bia's position so that he could move out comfortably, then Bia began to push.

"A little more, Mom! His head is visible!" exclaim the Doctor.

When the heartburn came, Bia pressed down with all her might. As he strained, there was an intense pain like something that had to be torn apart in his sensitive area.

"Silver!" only one word that came out of the mouth Can who had been clenched in silence since.

"It's like that, Mom. It's okay, after your baby comes out, all that feeling will be gone and replaced with happiness" explained the Doctor.

Bia nodded. She tried hard to push the body of her little baby that was about to come out.

Seeing Bia straining, Brandon grew anxious. The man clasped his wife's hand, as if afraid of losing the woman he loved the most.

"God ... Oek ... Oek..." The atmosphere was so blue when the sound of the cry of a small baby was heard all the way to the outside of the room.

"Congratulations sir, your first child is a girl" the doctor said with a smile.

*CONNECT*