Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband
Welcome Baby Girl

...Finally after we waited too long, fought with all our might and resigned to the destiny of God. On this very day, God gave us his joy. The very fruit of the heart that we will eventually be born safely....

...~Jonathan Harrison...

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"How's Kayla, Ma?" almeera asked her mother. 

"The doctor started helping with the delivery of your sister-in-law, son. Pray for Kak Kayla and your niece-to-be" said Mama Tari with a face that could not cover her worries. 

Kayla is like her real child. When Kayla was not pregnant, neither Mama Tari nor Papa Darren ever demanded anything. The two even patiently accompanied Jonathan and Kayla's household to this point. 

When Jonathan and Kayla almost gave up. Papa Darren and Mama Tari strengthen both. 

"Meera must be a do'ain, may they all be safe, Ma."

"Aamiin's." 

"You sit down, baby," said Papa Darren, leading his daughter to a seat. 

She knew very well that Almeera could not stand for long while pregnant. The woman easily feels tired on her waist and back.

"Don't worry, Papa. Meera believes that papa's granddaughter and daughter must be fine" Almeera said sincerely. 

Papa Darren nodded. None of her children ever envied Bara or Kayla. The two daughters-in-law of the Harrison family were already considered like children themselves. 

When they are wrong. So Papa Darren and Mama Tari both advised like their own daughter and son. Nothing can distinguish between them. 

The attitude and nature of Mama Tari and Papa Darren are friendly and wise. Makes it very liked by many people. 

"Papa's just afraid your brother's in shock inside, honey," Papa Darren said as he was. 

"So Brother came in?" 

"Yes. I hope he doesn't faint if he sees a lot of blood" whispered Papa Darren, who made Almeera chuckle. 

"If Jo faints. Meera will laugh with satisfaction, Papa!"

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Inside the delivery room. Kayla was holding Jonathan's hand firmly. The woman was already sweating profusely. The pain in his stomach and back was so obvious that he diverted it by saying Istigfar and saying the name of God in every breath.

"The strong one, dear. I'm sure you can!" jonathan rubbed his wife's head.

He wiped away the sweat that soaked his wife's forehead. The struggle that Kayla did certainly made Jonathan's heart pinch.

That is how a woman bravely risks her life to give birth to their offspring. See how strong they are withstanding pain. It made Jonathan think, how can there be so many men who hurt a woman.

How they never thought that men were born of women. From women also they can see how beautiful this world is. 

"How, Sus?" ask the doctor who is nearing Kayla's position.

"Baby's head is in sight, Doc." 

The doctor nodded. He began to measure by inserting his finger and the time had come. 

"Don't push, Mom. If I have given instructions. You can just push" the doctor explained. 

"All right, Doc." 

Kayla began to see her legs lifted and widened. He also started to feel pain like something was wanting to come out from the core of his body.

When the pain came again and the doctor's voice told him to push. He began to clutch Jonathan's hand and his voice began to push. 

"It hurts, baby!" kayla whispered as Jonatan kissed her face. 

"You can do it, Kaylaku. I'm sure of that" Jonathan whispered with tears. 

He really did not have the heart of his wife's struggle. Even Kayla's face was so flushed that it indicated that she was enduring tremendous pain. 

"Gohhhh!" almeera screamed after breathing so much air. 

Kayla was getting tired. His breathing was heavy and he wanted to sleep. Until he almost closed his eyes. A teardrop on his face with a whisper of the names of God made something in him start to get excited.

"You can, honey. Oh God, give my wife strength!" 

Kayla started to open her eyes. He looked at Jonathan's face looking back. She could see her husband was really crying.

Jonathan's eyes and nose were flushed red to the point of making his heart flinch. He can't give up. There is a figure of a husband and himself who awaits the presence of the child in his stomach. 

The highly anticipated figure of the little angel should both be able to get out safely. The hope of many is within him. Both her husband, her in-laws, her sister-in-law must be equally waiting for the presence of their son. 

"Don't cry, honey. I'm gonna get our son out safely." 

"Come, Mom! Again," said the Doctor with encouragement.

"Ridhoi me, dear." 

"I'm meridhoiing your every step, Kayla. You are the wife of Sholehah and I love you so much." 

After Jonathan's words ended. Kayla started to take as many breaths as possible. After he began to push back with a fairly loud scream until soon the sound of crying baby so loud began to fill the room. 

Kayla dropped her head on the pillow. In crying haru tatlala his ears caught the typical voice of the baby. Jonathan was no less interested.

He dropped a lot of kisses on Kayla's face by saying sweet sentences.

"Our son, my mother!" kayla said as doctors placed their baby on Kayla's chest. 

"The baby's a girl, Mom. Very pretty," said the doctor as the tiny baby's lips searched for the source of her drink.

Kayla tried to look at her daughter's face. Thick hair is so black. The reddish-white skin with plump hands made her so adorable.

"God willing. She's beautiful like you, honey," Jonathan said, staring at her son, who was trying to find his peak.

Until the struggle ended. The tiny baby managed to scoop up Kayla's chest and began to sip the resulting breast.

"He's so funny, honey," said Jonathan rubbing his daughter's cheek. "His lips are so voracious." 

"Yes. He must be very thirsty." 

The pair of new parents were staring at each other with an inexplicable partner. Happiness, gratitude and pleasure are mixed with each other.

Today is a truly happy day for both. The day they were so eagerly awaiting the presence of the little baby among them. Although Jonathan said although Kayla can not give offspring. He's not fighting it. 

Jonathan always said. The boy's a gift. The boy is a bonus. A true marriage is not only about heredity. However, marriage is the second longest worship.

If God could not give birth to his wife's stomach. Then they can still take the foster child. That's the adult thinking of Jonathan Harrison. 

"We cleaned up the baby first, Mom," said a nurse who started taking the baby from Kayla's chest.

The sound of crying began to sound again to make Jonathan shake his head. 

"He's very greedy, honey. Just calmed down while drinking. Crying again. Really bad, aww." 

Kayla pinched her husband's stomach. Jonathan is really crazy. His own son is called Maruk.

"Didn't you read? You also get carded when you drink this," exclaimed Kayla glanced at the place where her son's breast came out.

"It has to be, honey. This, 'will have me!" 

"It doesn't have you anymore. It's our daughter's!" kayla said.

"No! It's still mine. Our daughter only drinks when she's thirsty. If I could every moment." 

"God. Basic, Mad Father! Don't want to be the same as your own son." 

~Connected

Yes yes, how well. Not his sister is not his brother in the span of his brain. Most ask the same Mas Bar, haha.

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