Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 115
"Darling, why?" asked Amar while rubbing his eyes, since earlier he could not sleep well because Maryam continued to wake up and go back to the bathroom.
"What the hell, just to bebelet pee" Maryam replied then back to bed, Amar glanced at the wall clock that was pointing at 00.23.
"Yes, here sleep again" he said as he pulled Maryam into his arms.
Maryam tried to go back to sleep but she felt so much pain in her stomach that she groaned and it made Amar surprised.
"We go to the hospital, you will give birth" she said then immediately carried Maryam out of her room.
Amar yells to call everyone in his house and makes a furore so that everyone wakes up as well as Bobby and Granny Amy.
They had not yet asked what was the matter, Amar had immediately said
"My wife is giving birth"
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Amar faithfully accompanied Maryam, the Doctor had already examined her and said her still opening three, the, Amar did not understand it at all but he continued to urge the Doctor and Sister to take care of his wife who was already in pain and looked very weak.
"Patience, dear.." said Amar softly while wiping his wife's forehead.
"You haven't been praying at night, have you? Pray first gih, look for musholla. Doain us" said Maryam weakly.
"Who are you taking care of?"
"Let me, sir" exclaimed Nur "Em I can again be free" he continued, embarrassed, Maryam who heard it smiled weakly.
"What free?" ask Amar who doesn't understand.
"Against the obstacle" replied Amar representing Nur.
Because indeed all the servants of the Amar house came even Fifi. They all wanted to accompany Maryam.
"Yes, I called Granny and the others" said Amar "Nur, if anything, call me right away"
"Ready" answered Nur quickly.
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The clock had dropped by 4, and the doctor went back to check on Maryam, who since three o'clock had only opened five.
"Prophey, Mom. Still opening five, God willing in a moment" exclaimed the Doctor and Maryam could only me nod weakly. Amar was still faithful at his side, he continued to give his love to strengthen the wife who lay pale and weak with a needle infusion in her hand.
"It's a better operation yes" said Amar who had no heart to see his wife. Maryam shook her head, because before they had talked about it, surgery would be the last resort if indeed Maryam could not give birth normally.
"Come, Honey. Let you get sick like this" said Amar but Maryam insisted she would not.
"Ummi, please call Ummi" her pinta, because the pain of her seconds of childbirth like this makes Maryam continue to think of her mother. Amar immediately complied with his wife's request.
"Patience, Son. God willing you can get through this" Granny said.
"Suster..." cried Amar to the Sister who came to check again the state of Maryam "When will my son be born? Kasian my wife" he said.
"Prophey yes, sir. Normal birth is like this. Let me get the doctor to check on her again" said the Sister.
"Amar, calm down." said Maryam trying to bring a smile so that her husband was calm.
"What the hell, this is normal. As good as you pray" he said again.
The Granny who saw it could only have a bracelet head, which should have been calm and entertained was Maryam, he thought.
Shortly afterwards Bilal and Asma came and Asma immediately approached her daughter who looked very weak.
"Nnnl..." Maryam whines at her mother. Asma and Bilal soon calmed his daughter.
"We are here" cried Asma as she stroked Maryam's head.
With the existence of both parents, Maryam became calmer, what else the mother who continues to pay attention to him.
Until the Doctor came and re-examined her after the dawn of the Adhan. And the doctor said Maryam would be taken to the delivery room.
Amar looked very tense even more tense than Maryam, so that all who were there even raised Amar instead of Maryam.
After entering the delivery room, Bilal went and prayed at dawn with Asma and Amar's servant, alternating with Amar who then went with his grandmother.
After the prayer, Amar returned to the front of his wife's delivery room. He kept pacing back and forth, so anxious and tense.
"Maryam is difficult to give birth. It's morning" said Asma who was also very worried about her son. Bilal.
"Don't worry, our daughters and grandchildren inysa Allah are fine" he said.
The sun had already appeared and greeted with it, the sound of crying babies sounded from within and it made them breathe a sigh of relief, giving endless thanks.
Even Amar instantly fell limp and unconsciously he shed his tears. The sound of her baby crying sounded very melodious and heartwarming.
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The baby Maryam who has been cleaned was adzani and prayed by her grandfather with a prayer of good and noble prayer, praying for hope and the best life in the life of her grandchildren, Maryam had been moved to the ward, but Maryam was still very weak and pale and she had just regained consciousness from her fainting from exhaustion and exhaustion.
Amar approached Maryam holding their son, and Mary shed tears at the sight of her husband who was still crying.
"Honey, he's very handsome, like you.." - Maryam then Amar put their son in Maryam's arms.
"I know, he's very handsome. But her eyes are like yours, so shady and soothing" said Amar.
Everyone was very happy with the birth of Amar and Maryam's son, as well as Asthma and Granny Amy.
Amar immediately contacted Faraz who is currently still on his honeymoon with his wife. Amar showed her son who she said would be the most handsome man in the world. Faraz and Afsana are very happy to hear the news of Maryam's birth and they can't wait to go home to see their little niece.
Asma also told her entire family that Maryam had given birth to a son. And all welcomed the birth of the heir with great gratitude, they rejoiced and felt blessed with great blessings. They all showered Amar's son with prayers and glorious hopes.
"May be a devoutly religious child, devoted to parents"
"May he be a good leader in all things, may his life be filled with love and a noble mind"
"May you be the child who can always be the lantern for both your parents and others, dear"
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Tbc....
Note : This part is very GaJe yaa... 😭😭😭
The author can not live properly, I am sorry, guys. But I hope you enjoy this part.