SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Baby Boy
...Part 50's...
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Zain released Zareen's face and replaced it with his hijab. Carrying his wife and carrying her to the car, Zain rushed to the steering wheel and started running the car with a panic he was trying to hide.
“Sick really Mas..”.
“Sabar darling, you are calm huh. Istighfar keep dear.” Zain continued to calm Zareen who was squeezing his hands with pain that was very visible on his face, his eyes were closed with sweat flooding his forehead.
The same thing Zain did, he repeated the dhikr in his heart to calm himself down. He was driving at a faster pace than usual to the hospital where Zareen was doing regular checkups.
“Please my wife.”
As soon as Zain directly carried Zareen who was then transferred to the gurney. He rubbed Zareen's hand which held her hand tightly.
“Hold yes dear, Iza strong, Iza strong dear.”
Doctor Mira ran over to them, he who was rumored to be his assistant Ami immediately rushed after them to the front, “Mbak inhale yes, set his breath.”
They go in pushing Zareen's gurney into the ER room. Zain wiped away his wife's tears that kept flowing. If the pain could be moved, he would be willing to let this body take the place of his wife, his heart wailing, watching the tears keep flowing from the closed eyes withstanding the pain.
“Mas as we talked at the time, Ms. Zareen could not be a normal lahiran.”
“Iya Doc, please do your best for my wife and child.”
Doctor Mira nodded and started to prepare everything in the operating room that Ami and several other assistants helped with. After everything felt ready Zareen brought there. Zareen's body can no longer wait longer, making Doctor Mira must immediately take action to start a cesarean section without the process of fasting first, that made Zareen have to be drugged completely and lose his consciousness thoroughly.
“Mas, Iza can't be a normal delivery Mas.” She held her husband's hand just before the anesthesia began.
Zain rubbed the head of Zareen who was looking at him softly, “What a pity, the pain of giving birth is normal with the pain of the knife is just as blessed. Iza both fight for our children, so that the life that God entrusts is born in the world safely”.
Zain continued to kiss the head of the wife giving strength, he who used to want a normal birth, he wanted to really feel how the struggle of a mother to give birth to her child. But because of her condition Doctor Mira decided to take the surgery course, and this is for the good of both, Mother and child.
“Mas Iza scared.” His tears were increasingly scattered which made the pair of eyes that looked at him dripping with water. Zain hurriedly rubbed his tears that were about to fall. “Iza can yes, Iza calm yes dear, Istighfar, Mas is here.” Zain tightly grasped Zareen's hand and again kissed his forehead when Zareen would be injected, an anesthetic that would make him lose consciousness completely.
Zareen set her breath and nodded, she smiled and closed her eyes as the small, painful needle began to feel. Until some time after that Zareen no longer said anything and all that was heard was the soft roar of his breath.
“Bismillah, we start yes Mas.”
“Mas must be willing to share affection.”
Zain spoke many things accompanying his wife who in her unconscious had scratched the sharp object of the Doctor.
“Mas love you, dear grandpa. Healthy Iza dear, for our child, and for Mas.”
Zain smiled with tears now soaking his cheeks. He chanted do’a in the heart may this operation proceed smoothly, and all their hopes Allah Aamiin-kan, and also he gave thanks for everything he has today.
He continued to pray in giving the strength embraced by hope, until a small, shrill cry filled the room and broke the silence.
Zain lifted his eyes and saw a tiny, white creature flushed in Doctor Ami's sling. “Our dear son,” with a look of happiness that adorns his face accompanied by tears Zain kissed all the faces of his strong woman.
“Baby Boy Sir.”
“Mashaallah... Thank you God.” He again kissed the whole pale face of the wife who still closed her eyes in her unconsciousness.
Doctor Ami put the little red baby in bed and gave it to Zain, his father for adultery. Zain carefully cradled the baby and brought his mouth closer to his son's ear. Her tears dripped with no power to hold her back as she recited the sentence after sentence of victory. He kissed the silent face of his son until the last sentence after he read it. He looked at the old son, giving thanks again because his son was born with perfection and health. He rubbed the soft cheeks with a smile that adorned his face.
“Champion Father who will help Daddy take care of Mother.”
With the doctor's direction, Zain brought his son closer to his wife, put him on his lap, let the little baby feel his mother's heartbeat for the first time and let him take a feed of breast milk from his mother's body. Long until the baby boy fell asleep, then Doctor Ami moved him to the baby basket.
Zain returned to the wife who was still in the care of the doctor, clasping tightly the hand of the lover accompanied him in the struggle. Until everything is over, Zareen can be transferred to the inpatient room. Zain accompanied the wife who was still closing her eyes ushered the nurse into her room.
He sat waiting for Zareen to wake up, with his hands held. “Yes Allah take care of my wife and children, give them your health, protection and care. And give me strength to make them happy always, to keep the tears of sorrow from falling from their eyes. I truly love both God, my beloved, and my flesh and blood. My most valuable property.”
Zain clasped the hand tightly, the hand that had also given him all love and affection. All his devotion and respect, the happiness that God gave through him, and he loved so much. A gentle woman who has softened her heart, a heart frozen with anger, a rejection of the decree of destiny. And he again gave thanks, for the decree which he now admired.
TO BE CONTINUE
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My Readers who are still loyal to SDS, I'm so sorry I was up long, some days very busy with my friend's celebration and continued with materials that accumulate in the office 😣 ⁇
Until it can be notif from the NT, but I can what, so please help kaka2 all yes let NT do not contain his intention to promote my amateur work 😂 ⁇