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A bright afternoon, the sun was a little hot with a fairly cool breeze. Qifty returned to visit her after a few days of his last visit.

There was something different from the atmosphere he used to feel. No one else greeted him in that place as he had been days ago. Qifty halted his steps for a moment and turned to the direction where a man often stood and greeted his arrival.

There was no man, only another man who seemed indifferent to his presence. Qifty spread his shoulders not wanting to get dizzy then immediately headed to where he met his mother. Maybe the man was on assignment somewhere else, she thought.

A few days later, Qifty was about to return to visit his mother. However, again he did not find a man who often greeted. The curiosity of the man now began to approach his mind, but for now he still tried to ignore it.

Until a few months passed, Qifty still faithfully visited the mother. However, the more he came here, the more he was made curious about the man's absence. The man who was so annoying in his opinion, but when he was not around, suddenly the atmosphere felt different.

Yes, he was Khalid, the man who was last yelled at and branded begging thanks by Qifty. It was very desirable that the woman asked the man's whereabouts to her co-workers, but the ego in maintaining his arrogance still dominated.

"He's moved to another city." The voice of a middle-aged woman was heard entering the place where Qifty was standing and looking at the place where Khalid usually stood and greeted him.

"Aunt Afra?" smirked Qifty, the girl slowly began to accept the middle-aged woman back and forget about her past.

"Auntie wants to see your mother, you don't get in the way of Aunt Afra" said Aunt Afra, who thought that Qifty would come back to prevent her.

How not, for that reason, all this time Aunt Afra visited her best friend in the time after Qifty visited her, and this time the middle-aged woman had deliberately come on the same day as Qifty to deliver the news of Khalid's move.

"Who will stand in your way, too" replied Qifty.

"Are you looking for Khalid?" guess Aunt Afra.

"No, Auntie, don't be so ignorant" said Qifty. Aunt Afra held back her smile as Qifty said no, but her eyes seemed to be looking for someone.

"Auntie told me, Khalid moved to another town. He moved to Dukhan, if you're curious, you can check him directly into the Dukhan police station, "Abibi Afra said again and immediately went to see his best friend and left Qifty still languishing on the spot.

"Dukhan?" lirih Qifty.

***

Zulaikha's stomach is now getting bigger, for daily activities he began to struggle. Lightly, the age of the womb has now entered 38 weeks. It was during these times that she always wanted to be with her husband. Even when working, Zulaikha always come to his office.

Luckily, in the Tareeq workspace, there was a private room that he could occupy to rest if he was getting tired of sitting. As of this moment, he was resting in that room by lying on a mattress and his legs were slightly raised using a pillow. Sitting for too long, making his legs slightly swollen and uncomfortable.

While outside, Tareeq and Ali and several division leaders were meeting in Tareeq's room. Evident from the voice of the husband who sounded so charismatic in leading the meeting.

"Oh." Zulaikha grimaced slightly as he felt a small kick from inside his stomach.

"Assalamu 'alaikum baby F, what are you doing, dear? The stronger your kick, healthy always well, soon we will meet, may God keep us always well, dear. I love you," said Zulaikha speaking to his son who initials F.

Since entering the womb of 38 weeks, Zulaikha has experienced several contractions, only according to doctors, it is a false contraction which means the possibility of indicating the baby's head has begun to enter the pelvis.

It made Zulaikha seem calm, although since this morning he began to feel contractions again. The woman only considers it a false contraction because her estimated birth day is still two weeks away.

With great effort, Zulaikha baranjak got out of bed and walked slowly while enduring her pain towards the door to call her husband. Opened a little door to his room and it looks like the husband is still focused on paying attention to the material presented by his employees.

"By" called her to her husband.

One call, two calls have not made the husband aware, until the third call, then Tareeq realized and immediately approached Zulaikha.

"What's up, honey?" asked the man a little worried because he saw the face of the wife who had started to turn pale.

"My stomach hurts so much" Zulaikha replied in a weak voice as it held back the contractions that were getting more and more painful.

"We're going to the hospital now." Tareeq directly carried Zulaikha and took her out of the room.

"Ali, please take over the meeting, it looks like my wife will give birth" said Tareeq who immediately got a nod from Ali.

Ali apparently immediately contacted Nameera to ascertain whether his wife would also give birth or not, as well as telling the wife if her sister-in-law would give birth.

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It had been a few hours since Zulaikha was taken to the hospital. Now the woman is ready to give birth to her child after the doctor who examined her said she had experienced a complete opening.

"Bismillah, dear. May Allah ease your delivery. I'll be here with you, if you're in a lot of pain, I'll be willing to pull my hair or bite my hand, as long as your pain can be channeled, I don't want you to feel pain alone," tareeq's bisil near Zulaikha's ear has been enduring pain.

After hearing the husband's words, it was clear that the woman immediately turned her hand which had been clutching her bedsheet to Tareeq's hair. "I'm sorry, By," he said.

"That's okay, dear," Tareeq replied with a reddened face as he endured the pain, though nothing compared to the pain felt by his wife.

The doctor began giving instructions to Zulaikha to start fighting to get the child out. Sweat was increasingly wetting her temples, even the white face of Zulaikha blushed along with her struggle to give birth to a child.

While Tareeq who had been getting a pull of hair from Zulaikha now began to close his mouth when Zulaikha bit his hand so that he did not make a sound because of pain. However, just how hard his efforts were to hold back the voice, in the end the man's voice sounded as well.

"Excite, honey, I'm with you, aaaaaaaaaaaa."

"It's okay, this doesn't hurt, aaaaaaaaaa."

Doctors and nurses who saw Tareeq screaming while encouraging actually held back laughter because the man's behavior even looks funny in their eyes.

"Oeeeeek oeeek."

The voice of the man who had been echoing in the room instantly changed into the sound of a baby cry that was so shrill. The pain that was felt by Zulaikha and Tareeq seemed to disappear instantly, haru, relief, and happiness that they felt now.

"Assalamu 'Aalaikum Baby Fatih Al-Barak, '" said Zulaikha and Tareeq along with a smile on their tired faces.

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