Reyhan, My husband
The Whiz

There would be no such thing as happiness if there were no suffering. This second, while helping Ma'am Nana prepare breakfast for her children Nayla returned grateful.

Various things he has been through.

Makadam roads are full of rocks, twists and turns, climbs and derivatives in Nayla life sessions are very surprising.

And now Nayla also realized, that she was strong standing on her own legs.

Sometimes a black woman is proud of herself. Because he can still smile happily until this second after various lara hit him from all sides.

"Sir, I'm the bathroom. My stomach hurts a little. Oh yeah, breakfast is ready.

Call the kids, let's eat and go to school."

"Don't Nayla give birth?" Nana's mbak guessed.

"The cook is mbak.?"

Today, very early in the morning Reyhan had to leave for his office.

There is an important thing that he must immediately discuss with his right hand, Bima.

Despite that, though,

Reyhan remains a standby husband who always stands by for his wife. Through a cell phone, Reyhan gets news of Nayla's activities at home from Nana's mother.

"So morning Mbak Nayla had a stomachache mas."

As soon as the contents of the message he read from the mbak Nana that Reyhan read three hours after the message was sent.

At first he was still quite calm because the doctor said, the estimated day of birth of the baby candidate is still seven days from today.

But it turns out,

She's mistaken.

His sense of calm instantly faded when soon a new message came in from Nana mbk number he read.

"Mas Reyhan immediately to the hospital, yes, Mbk Nayla has ruptured the amniotic"

"Okay, take Nayla. I'll be there soon"

And that second too

Reyhan canceled the meeting to drive the car to the hospital.

Driving the car like a world racer, there was only Nayla in his head.

His steps were firm, half-running Reyhan

to the receptionist, to find out the information of the delivery room of the wife.

In front of the room there was mama Riana and Mbak Nana who was busy pacing back and forth in confusion.

"Nayla how's Ma?"

Mama Riana replied, "Calm down, come in and pray a lot, Rey,

Accompany your wife to give birth."

It's only natural, though,

as a mother, and as someone who has given birth to a child,

Mama Riana was the calmest human among the others.

Reyhan nodded. But really, his legs felt very limp due to the nerveous feeling.

Reyhan forced his way in, though now cold sweat began to come out on his forehead.

"Nai..."

Nayla was on the bed in a maternity room. The woman was undergoing various examinations from the midwife, ranging from blood pressure, body temperature, baby's pulse and heart rate to monitor the condition of Nayla's body.

When Reyhan came, the midwife was examining the inside of Nayla by inserting her finger in the way of the fetus.

"Mother's opening eight packs, the cuttings are coming out soon." Said the midwife giving an explanation to Reyhan.

"The pain" Rintih Nayla held tightly to Reyhan's hand.

Reyhan stroked Nayla's hair, and blew on Nayla's sweaty forehead. "Patience, calm down. I'm right here."

After a few minutes of calm, Nayla again experienced a much more intense contraction than before. "It hurts, I'm not strong"

The whimpering this time was accompanied by sobs.

"You must be strong Nayla, for the sake of our son."

Nayla's breath that began to roam makes Reyhan confused. The man could not bear to hear the moans coming out of Nayla's mouth.

Until unconsciously clear circles came out of his eyes.

The midwife begins to help with Nayla's delivery. Again the midwife examined the inside of Nayla. "Well, the head of the grandpa already looks mama."

Nayla began to push according to the midwife's instructions.

"Reeeeey, hold my hand..."

"Reeeeeyhaaaaaann"

Every name of the husband came out of Nayla's mouth, every time Nayla's long nails clawed at Reyhan's arms.

It hurts, but is it worth Reyhan complaining in this situation?

While the suspect was also moaning pain between life and death to give him offspring.

"Dear pal, sabaar. Nayla must be strong, right?" Kissed Nayla's forehead,

Then he saw the beautiful face of his wife.

How grateful Reyhan can accompany Nayla here. Reyhan promises to love Nayla above all else.

"Maaaass. huhh, huh..."

"Ayoo mother, once again..." Speak to the midwife after seeing the position of the baby.

Nayla took a deep breath, until it felt like her lungs were full of oxygen. The woman will expel all the rest of her energy in one breath.

"Bismilohmanirrahim.... Masssss"

"Alhamdulillah" coincides with the sound of a loud baby crying. "Well, the champ has come out. Baby boy. Complete and healthy."

The doctor placed the baby right on Nayla's chest.

"Alhamdulillah" said Reyhan kissing Nayla's forehead. While crying haru.

Nayla rubbed the little boy sleeping on her chest comfortably. The little boy covered in blood, moaning as if complaining about how the difficult journey he had just passed to get to the most comfortable chest of his mother.

However, not long after, Nayla closed her eyes which immediately made Reyhan panic instead of playing. "Nai..."

"Ninya..."

"Nay.. doctor, my wife why doc. Naylaa. hey"

The doctor checked Nay's eyes. Then look at the pulse in Nayla's hand.

"Suster, the patient needs oxygen."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Reyhan can wait outside first huh. Nayla's mom needs treatment."

"Nayla why the doctor?"

"I'm sorry, I'm waiting outside"

Throw all the power in Reyhan's body. It was as if his world had stopped spinning.

He wanted to replace all the pain Nayla felt.

Seeing the struggle Nayla gave birth to her child again makes Reyhan realize. How much that woman meant to Reyhan.

"Welcome to my wife Lord, anything you can take. but not Nayla.."

Reyhan came out of Nayla's nursery with a limp knee.