Sharing Love: Love Me Once Only
Adopting Baby

The celebration and aqiqah of the birth of baby Azka was held a week ago. The event took place with wisdom, they also invited hundreds of orphans from several orphanages, as Dirga's gratitude for the matchless happiness he now felt. All is nothing compared to the gratitude and happiness of the most beautiful gift of the Creator.

That handsome guy just got home from the office. As usual, she would go straight to the room after greeting her Papa. Dirga opened the door slowly, she walked towards the two people she loved the most. Baby Azka's father smiled and looked warmly at his wife and son who were now sleeping in their big beds. This two-week view became his daily routine. The little man looked a hundred percent like himself, only his eyes dropped from his mother. Sure enough, the little baby will be dominant down the gene from him. Even January seemed to recall a few years ago, when Dirga was just born. Baby Azka is so similar to her father.

The handsome baby wriggled, moving his body slowly. "Why, baby? You thirsty or the diaper's full, hmm?."

Dirga immediately checked the condition of the baby. Apparently, Azka's diaper is full. She painstakingly changed her son's diaper.

"You've come home, Mas?" asked Gita who immediately approached her husband. He saw Dirga had finished changing Azka's diaper. The baby has opened its eyes perfectly. In addition to being full, he had also been content to fall asleep since.

"Sorry, you're gonna have to change Azka's diaper!."

She smiled, "He's my son. You've fought to give birth to her, even risking your life for our son. So it's my job to take care of her. Because Azka is our son, not just my son or your son!."

Gita was moved, so lucky she had an understanding husband like Dirga. "You are an understanding husband!."

Dirga smiled again while holding Azka. "Yes, and you're the perfect wife. We are a happy family. Me, you, Azka and our children. We will build a small family that is always happy with affection and love!."

Gita hugged her husband from behind. "Thank you for all the love and affection you gave me. I will try to be a better wife and mother!."

He nodded, "You are perfect. Be a great wife and mother. For me and our children. I Love You, Miss Ibrahim!."

"I Love You Too, Mr Ibrahim!!."

If the Dirga family is happy with the presence of new members in their family. Unlike the Danar family who are still shrouded in grief over the loss of their beautiful baby. Almera Khanza Adiaksa, a baby who was born only a few days ago, was lost somewhere.

The search continues and for two weeks there have been no results. The search has even expanded beyond the city. Unfortunately, it's still nil. They haven't found any leads yet.

Anya's condition gradually improved, but not with his psychic. The woman is sometimes suddenly hysterical, sometimes smiling and even crying for no reason. With his condition not improving, he was still hospitalized. Danar even asked a special psychiatrist to take care of his wife.

"How is Anya's condition?" asked Anisa who had just arrived. The woman every day had to bother going home to the hospital to see the condition of her daughter-in-law.

"The doctor examined him. The conditions are still the same, Ma!" said Danar lirih.

Anisa sighed, "You have to be patient. It's a trial for our family!."

Anisa approaches her son, not everything Danar says is wrong. Maybe it's true, if all this is karma. Doesn't everyone deserve forgiveness? And every wrong deserves an apology. Likewise with sins. Man is the place of sin. No human is perfect, including Danar. He is trying to be a better human being. Fix yourself and not make the same mistakes. Anisa believes God has planned good things for her son.

"Everything that happens has become your lifeline. You can definitely go through everything. I am sure God will not test you if you cannot get through it. Mama is also sad to lose Khanza, especially mama has not had time to hold him. But Mama has faith if someday, she'll be found. And you will be together someday. Now, you have to help Anya get through her tough times. He needs you, be the place to lean on when he's fragile like this!."

Danar nodded, he looked at the pale face of his wife. Danar promised, he will always be there for Anya. Accompanying the woman in a state of joy and sorrow.

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"Darling, I know you're sad. I am also sad. But we have to be strong. We'll find our son bye. In fact, if I'm going to add my men to help our daughter. Please, don't torture yourself like this!."

Danar stroked his wife's face, the woman was just as silent as ever. His gaze was only on the flowers in front of him. Yes, every afternoon Danar would take Anya to the hospital garden.

"Doctor, there's an accident patient!! Men, women and a baby." Nurse's voice echoed in the hospital hallway. Some nurses came to bring a gurney and immediately brought the patient to the emergency room.

"Baby!!", muttered Anya

Danar also heard the cry of a baby, maybe the child of the victim of the accident, he thought.

Because it was a little late. Danar pushed his wife's wheelchair intending to take her back to the room. But Anya held him back, she still wanted to be there.

"Doctor, the victim died. A couple!."

"Call the family, there's their baby still alive!."

"The victims of the people are out. There are no relatives to contact!."

"Call the police, leave the baby to them!."

"I'm going to adopt that baby!."