That Time Is Coming
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The atmosphere was a little tense, but as much as possible Asyifa tried to calm down. Because he does not want the husband to join the more panic with his situation if he complains.

He chants the do'a so that it can be strong to the goal and safe. Malik continued to hold onto Asyifa's hand tightly. Asyifa squeezed firmly into Malik's hand to dampen the slight pain that suddenly struck.

"Prophey baby, we'll be here soon!" panic call Malik.

Asyifa tried to smile and be as ordinary and calm as possible. But Malik is still Malik. Who can not be calm when it comes to his family, especially the wife.

They finally arrived. Malik immediately opened his seltbelt and got off asking for the help of the nurse on guard.

Asyifa lay down slowly and pushed by them. The twins who were a little confused by this situation just obeyed and followed their steps.

After arriving at the delivery room, Malik and his two heroes wait in front of the room.

Soon enough, Annisa and Aditya as well as April and Papa Malik come. "How's Malik?" ask Annisa's worried.

"After Bun's treatment, the city waited for the doctor to come out first." Before Malik said that, the doctor came out to see them.

"Suami Asyifa's mother?" ask doctor. "I'm Doc!" saut Malik fast.

"Please come in to accompany your wife Sir!" said the doctor and nod Malik.

Malik glanced at his two sons and approached them with his innocent gaze because he was still sleepy.

"Do'ain mother same grandpa baby yah Darling," Malik gently rubbed his son's head.

They nodded and Malik kissed the two dearly.

Malik went in and met his wife who was enduring the pain. "Prophey well Bun," said Malik trying to calm.

Asyifa smiled and gently rubbed her husband's cheeks. Malik holds Syifa's hand on his cheek and inhales it deeply.

She kisses her forehead, cheeks, eyes, nose and also her lips. All the nurses and doctors who helped with the delivery turned their faces away.

The doctor made Ashifa chuckle while slowly hitting her husband's arm.

Malik who heard that also turned his head and smiled awkwardly.

Asyifa again frowned and tightly gripped Malik's hand to ease her pain.

"The opening is complete, ma'am. Follow my instructions well!" said the midwife and began to direct what Ashifa had to do.

Asyifa's struggle is still not over to give birth to her baby. For two hours, the sound of a loud cry echoed in the white room.

Malik breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Ashifa and cried with haru following Ashifa. The man gave a kiss on his wife's face.

"Congratulations Sir! Ma! Son of Father and Mother." The doctor said and handed her over to Asyifa to perform the kangaroo care procedure.

"Kita Daughter Mas," cried Haru Asyifa who kissed her daughter's tiny face.

Malik nodded and gently rubbed his daughter's cheeks and kissed her. "It's pretty like her Mother." Reveal Malik and can not be separated his smile from his handsome face.

Malik immediately pitted his beautiful daughter with his melodious voice and slightly quivered with a sense of haru. Ashifa was crying happily.

His life was full of blessings and surprises.

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Oek ... Oek ... Oec ....

The sound of crying in the middle of the night now re-energized the room. The room that was once their two sons was earthy crying from hunger.

Malik wakes up and holds his little daughter. He calmed his daughter by fondling her so as not to cry again.

He did not want to build a wife who was tired all day taking care of her sons and daughters.

The father of three children sat on the sofa while giving ASI. After falling asleep, Malik put his beautiful baby in the box.

He patted the small body softly until he fell asleep with a sitting position.

Until the morning, Ashifa woke up because of the sound of an alarm from her cellphone.

She felt the bed next to her and could not find the figure she was looking for. He sat down and spread his eyes.

He got out of bed and approached the sleeping husband in a sitting position with a bottle of milk that he still held.

Asyifa smiled and stared fixedly at her husband's calm handsome face. The mother of three was crouching in front of her husband.

'She's My Husband, she's my spirit-generator, as I'm slumped in a dark circle of disappointment and sadness.

He who holds My hand when I need a grip, He is my home when I need shade other than Mother.

He taught me true love. And He who releases the shackles in my heart.

That time has finally come, a time when I feel happy living in this world.

He gave me a new life after my mother and father. He is my husband, He is my priest. Thank You God, You sent a man who can make Me comfortable and may You always bless Our household.

Aamiins. Lirih Asyifa in the heart'.

"Have you been satisfied to look at the good looks and beauty of this one creation of God?" malik's voice shocked Asyifa.

Asyifa chuckled and moved from her squat. "Narcissus!" syifa Dengus.

Malik pulled Ashifa's hand until she fell on Malik's lap. "Where are you going?" ask Malik.

"As usual, prepare breakfast for the beloved." Ashifa told me.

"Kiss first," asked Malik by thrusting his cheek closer to his wife.

Asyifa distanced her husband's face making Malik bend his face. Asyifa laughed softly and kissed Malik's cheek quickly.

Malik still turned his face not wanting to see Syifa. Syifa exhaled softly and kissed the other cheek, the forehead of the eye and then the lips.

And when their lips are stuck, Malik doesn't let them loose. He held the nape of his wife until they went deeper.

The sound of a bang from outside the room suddenly separated their link. They turned to the door and turned to their tiny baby who was crying.

"Let's just drop it off with Mama yah Yang!" malik and Ashifa laughed.

EXPIRE.

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