THE DOCTOR'S SOUL MATE
MULES

Since the news of Mayra's death, there has been no word on how her family is doing. The moon had changed, now Ara was enjoying her nine months pregnant days. Waiting for the day she will soon become a mother. If in the view from the estimated day of birth, Ara will give birth about five more days. A sense of anxiety began to envelop him. She was afraid she could not give birth perfectly. However, the misgivings were immediately on the banks, while Rais came to the wife who was being overwhelmed on the porch of the house.

"Ummi why daydream?" ask Rais slowly.

Ara's daydreams are spoiled, when Rais holds his ouncle. "It's okay, Bi. Ummi only thinks about the day of our child's birth. Don't know why? Ummi kok fretting about it."

"Sstt.. Let's go in, Abi will make Ummi's heart calm." Bring Rais.

"How?"

"Follow Abi first."

While in the room, Ara was led by Rais to sit on the bedside, while she stepped out of the room with her sleeve.

"Where are you going?" ara asked as the husband headed for the exit.

"To the bathroom, just jerk off."

Arriving in the bathroom, Rais appears to wash his face and bebedapmra parts on his body. Just five minutes away, Rais walks back to his room. The man walked towards the nightstand, there was a Koran. Yes, Rais wanted to chant the holy verses of the Quran beside his wife.

"Ummi want Abi to bacain surah what, dear? Let our children also be at ease." Rais asked while stroking Ara's distended stomach.

"So Abi. Ummi fretted, Ummi misses the voice of naji Abi." Smiling anyway.

Without a long wait, Rais immediately opened the Koran in both hands. His fingers were choked when Rais' cornea found a surah that was fitting for his wife.

"immis? Do you want to read Surah Yusuf or Mariam?"

Ara smiled again, "Mariam, Bi."

Rais exhales, then immediately reads the ta'awuz followed by the basmallah. The recitation of the Koran that made both eyes of Ara condense, Rais read very melodiously combined with maqham nahawand, the sloping plaza made Ara more enjoy the chanting of the holy verse of the Quran recited by the husband. Rais focused on reading, with his right hand stroking his wife's stomach.

After chanting Mariam's surah at the request of his wife, Rais is seen kissing Ara's forehead, blowing several times his head with prayers. Then, after that Rais hugged the body warmly wife.

"Sorry Abi, Mi. Gafa-gara contains Abi's baby. Ummi was so worried." Rais lirih. His eyes were glazed, could not bear to see Ara who was daydreaming and worrying.

Ara smiled, her handbooks gently touched her husband's face, "Abi's not wrong, this is our dream. Having a beautiful and handsome son, and sholihah and beautiful. Right?" Ara.

Rais returned Ara's smile, Ummi still remember Abi's words? Abi used to say it before we got married. If not wrong, right in Al-Aqsho, when Ummi asked if Abi later had a wife who wanted to be rich!"

"Yes clearly remember, Bi. From our first meeting. For some reason, Ummi chanted the name Abi in the third night Ummi. Even Ummi begged Allah that he might meet a man who put faith first over others. Actually Ummi did not want to mention the name Abi, but every time he prayed, all that came to Ummi's mind was Abi."

"Well, this is Ummi bafu talking to Abi. Kirain Abi, it's all just Abi doing. Turns out, Abi's wife too, huh?"

Both Adam's sons were dissolved in happiness. Rona misgivings who approached Ara, now vanished with the happiness created.

***

Since Rais decided to marry Ara. The young man's business soared rapidly, Even now there are some friends of Rais who are invited to work with him. Inevitably, Rais also currently employs seven people in his house. Plan ahead, after the wife gave birth. Rais wanted to rent a house, specifically for his fresh milk production. His good intentions were welcomed by his wife.

At this time, Rais is waiting for the day that Ara will give birth to the baby, yes two more days, the estimated day of the birth of Ara's baby will arrive. The beautiful demonstration had contacted his parents in Jakarta, to get ready to visit him, if he had given birth. Even with Rais's parents. They decided to spend the night at Rais' house since last night.

Who would have thought, the estimated day Ara gave birth missed the date set by the doctor. Currently H-2 Ara is feeling pain in the abdomen. However, the beautiful woman did not seem to want to take a headache. Because, he only felt pain arising drowning.

As Ara was mopping the floor of her porch, her mother-in-law rebuked Ara, "Nduk? Cah Ayu's? Did you fall?"

"Fall down? Not exactly Um? Why?" Ara asked, the woman stopped her activities.

"You got your game wet?"

Ara immediately turned her head. Look at the wet robe on his ass.

"Astagfirullah, the amniotic Ara sembes, Um." Said Ara smiling.

"We're in the hospital now. Maybe you'll give birth today." Take her a little freaked out. "Rais! Le, your wife wants to go out, let's go to the hospital!" he continued while shouting.

"Umma don't have to panic, Ara just suffers from pain. It's still two openings anyway, Um?" Ara.

"Where do you know, Nduk?"

"Yes maybe Um, try Ara to the room first, let Ara VT." Said Ara while putting her mop in the corner of the door, then stepped into the room.

"Ummi want a lahiran? Let's go to the hospital, honey?" Pinta Rais finds Ara in the room.

"New opening two, Bi. Still long. But, jude, we are ready. Hopefully the opening process isn't too long." Ara.

Rais immediately carried the wife in the car, making Ara tsrs smile at Rais' panic. While the in-laws seem to be dragging a medium-sized suitcase. Which has been provided in advance to be taken to the hospital, if Ara has experienced mules.

On the way to the hospital, Rais appears to be chanting the holy verses of the Koran, his left hand fingers stroking the stomach of the fig. Ara smiled at how smart the husband was. While the in-laws who sit in the back jog, also do not forget to chant the verses kalam.

"Bak Ara is patient, son. Just another moment until the sakif house." Speak from behind his back.

"Umma calm down, Ara is fine. Just a waist that's just gonna get dislodged."

Almost fifteen minutes drive, now the three children of different generations are parking the car in the hospital area.

"Ummi's in the car, Abi wants to ask her sister for help." Rais said in panic. "Umma, please take care of Ara first." His love for the mother.

Not intermittently, Rais came carrying a wheelchair with two sisters wrapped in blue clothes.

Ara immediately got out of the car helped by Rais to sit in a wheelchair.