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"It hurts so bad, "groaned Zia back. His white face became a crimson red feeling an incredible pain. Suddenly there was a desire that pushed him to push even stronger. Zia's reflex bit Zain's hand until the white teeth were stuck in her husband's skin.
"Akhh, "squeak Zain also felt pain in his hand. The sound of Zain and Zia's cry was mutual in the delivery room.
The doctor gives a cue to Zia when the baby's head has begun to be seen.
As much as possible Zia followed the direction of the woman's doctor, although the pain could not be described anymore. However, the woman's energy is still strong pulling and pulling her husband's hair. Even every push Zia kept biting Zain's hand. Whatever he did to the man's body as he pleased.
The doctors and nurses who were there shuddered and pityed at Zain's terrible fate.
Not long after, baby cries break up in the corner of the maternity room. Zain sighed softly, feeling relieved that he had gone through the most difficult time and also his physical torture.
Just like Zia, Zain also felt his life almost drifting, his scalp seemed to want to escape.
The pain paid off when Zain's eyes fell on the red baby that was being placed on Zia's chest.
"Thank you dear, "Zain kissed Zia's forehead that was soaked in sweat. The woman who had held the title of a mother only nodded weakly in response, unable to talk anymore even though she only issued a word yes.
Zain was so moved, when he saw a tiny baby that was so greedy to suck the breast milk from the source of his life.
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"Mi, "Zain immediately rushed to hug the body of the woman who gave birth to him.
Mama and Papa Zia looked at each other, her mind suddenly anxious. Fear that something bad happens to their children and grandchildren. Then mama turned to glance at her iron as if asking, mami shrugged her shoulders while shaking her head.
"Zia how's Zain? " tanya mami, loosening her embrace looked at the face of the son.
"Zia same grandpa is fine Mi, now it's clean right. " Light Zain with a sparkling face.
A relieved smile rose on his lips to the three hearing the news from Zain.
"Please on Azani first baby boynya! " let the doctor say, give the little baby to Zain's lap.
With a vibrating voice Zain echoed the chastisement in the son's ear, lastly anchoring a kiss all over the tiny, red face.
"I used to be Sin the fat one, "always mama Jeni in the accompaniment of a small oddity. Mami nodded while rubbing the wet corners of her eyes. Touched to see the happiness of his son who is now a father.
Currently all their extended family is in the care room Zia.Yes, Zia was moved a few minutes ago.
Their smiles never fade from the lips of the couple, since they get happiness with the birth of the successor prince Adhitama. Even the pain of giving birth had been forgotten by Zia alternating with happiness.
"Who do you want to give his name? " papa asked, without taking his eyes off the tiny face that had moved in his carrier. I admire his grandson's good looks.
Zia and Zain looked at each other, then smiled meaningfully. " secret! " exciting both compact.
Although the three old men objected to Zain's decision. However, by being forced all three must nod to harbor curiosity until the time of baby boy aqiqah arrives.
"Mas's Hunt! already crying this shock, "the grunt Zia was annoyed to see Zain's movements were too slow. Zia who is still having trouble moving, makes it difficult when giving ASI.
Because too panicked to hear the sound of the child's cry, making Zain distraught do not know what to do. Right now there were only the two of them, all of Zain and Zia's parents had already gone home since this morning.
"Yourhhlft! only 2 days old has made his father's heart gymnastics, "zain grumbled who was immediately rewarded with a blow from his wife.
"So you mind helping us, then? " Zia glared sharply. Changing the position of his body turned to Zain, holding a baby boy who was still busy sucking the source of his food.
Zain scratched his head which was not itchy, confused as to how to explain. Intentions want to joke even in a serious response by the new mother.
"Darling, that's not what you mean, Mom. Mas panicked when he heard our son crying so fast, "light Zain carefully. Gave a gentle swipe on the wife's shoulder.
Zain was a little confused by his wife's attitude. Since giving birth Zia is more sensitive than when pregnant young first. Zain let out a rough sigh, seeing that the silent Zia did not respond to his words.
"It seems that I should increase the stock of patience more than when she was pregnant, "the man murmured inwardly. Without diverting attention from two very meaningful objects in his life.
"Hollas.... Aunty's coming! " the crisp sound along with the sound of the door being opened made Zain flinch. The man immediately ran over to the person who wanted to enter without permission. Considering Zia is breastfeeding. Zain did not want his wife's body seen by another man.
"Eits, don't go in! " as powerful as Zain was to hold the door open a little.
As the young papa guessed, there was not only Clara but Jo, and her two best friends.
"Lo what the fuck, anyway! we want to look at the same child bini lo, "this time Jo who speaks, look from next to the body of the wife.
"My son is drinking breast milk, you guys wait outside first! " said Zain from behind the door. Regardless of the protests of his friends, Zain immediately locked the door.
The man walked over to Zia who was buttoning up his clothes, his eyes fixed on the sleeping child with his mouth slightly open. Making the man's lips curl perfectly carved out a smile.
Although still stiff, Zain carefully laid his child's tiny body into the box next to Zia's bed.
"Now you can enter, be careful not to make a fuss my child sleep! "
"It's so frustrating, "clara's whisker, walking past Zain just like that. He was still upset with the man.
"Woaahh...Very handsome, "praise Clara admiring the handsome face of their best friend's child. Touching gently the red cheeks were so adorable, making the red baby squirm feel his sleep was piqued.
"Of course, this superior seedling child is definitely handsome. Mak equally good looking gini father when his son ngak, "aloroh Zain patted his chest with pride. Blinked his eyes at his wife.
"Ck, you narcissist! " the sneer Jo hit Zain's head with a sofa cushion.
The appearance of the tiny baby was no doubt, the baby version of Zain's face.
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Tbc.