THE DOCTOR'S SOUL MATE
BIRTH

At the moment Ara is in the delivery room. However, the beautiful woman seemed to be smiling, either as a sign that she was enduring the pain or something else. What is clear is that Ara is now much quieter than before. she walks around in the delivery room, he said, to quickly open the process.

"Still opening three, doesn't it hurt Doc?" Ask a midwife who is in charge of guarding Ara. Ara chose to give birth in the hospital where she used to devote herself.

"Hurt, just yes it must be strong," he said while biting his lower lip. "My waist feels uprooted, in the grasp of pain, let in pain. How to go wrong?" continued.

"doctor Ara would like me to call the doctor's husband to accompany you?"

"No, I don't want him to know that I'm holding back the pain."

"Well, doc? It's not even good if the doctor's husband is beside doctor Ara when she wants to give birth like this."

"No, let her struggle with her prayers, and let me also fight to give birth to our child."

The midwife smiled, "what about the doctor's mother?"

"Later, when I was unable to fight alone. You can call my husband or mother." Pinta Ara's.

The midwife who looked after Ara seemed to be full, in this age, there was still a woman who cared about the hearts of her parents and husband, when she was about to struggle to risk her life and death, for the sake of the child she conceived.

Byeur

This time the amniotic fluid broke out, it indicates if the opening of Ara has reached seven and above. Ara screamed in pain.

"Please help me to lie down on the bed" Ara asked the midwife.

With deft midwife directly embrace Ara to immediately go up on the mattress.

"Just a minute, doc. I'll call doctor Ike first." Said the midwife.

"Where is my wife? Have you given birth!" rais asked as the midwife walked out of the room where Ara was.

"doctor Ara has opened eight, pray yes sir, hopefully the delivery process is smooth."

Without further ado, Rais darted into the room. His eyes water when he sees the wife struggling to give birth to her baby. The woman seemed to be straining with all her abilities. Rais made the fog run towards Ara lying down.

"Ummi must be strong, dear, for the sake of our son. Abi is sure, Ummi can do it!" Rais said to strengthen the wife, occasionally he kissed Ara's forehead.

the doctor who handles the process of birth has come, a female doctor who is quite old. Deftly the doctor asked the midwife to immediately prepare tools to help the delivery process.

"Let's dok, his head is visible, and even stronger!" the doctor told Ara.

Ara's breathing was puffed up, occasionally trying to take a deep breath, sweat flooded her body which was now not wearing a single thread.

"For doc, a little more! Come on, doctor Ara can do it!"

"Ummi look at Abi's eyes, baby. Ummi must be strong" said Rais while crying.

"Bi, Ummi isn't strong, sick, Bi." Ara stuttered, her breathing as if she was out of oxygen.

"Come, doc, hang on again. If Dr. Ara stops, then we vacum" said the doctor who handled it.

With the remnants of Ara's energy circulating excitedly, just a matter of how many seconds, the baby in Ara's stomach came out, crying breaking the delivery room.

"Alhamdulillah, was born." Rais.

"doctor Ara has one, let's go again."

Rais's face seemed confused, he did not understand what the doctor meant.

Sure enough, after the first baby came out, another baby came out about a minute later.

"God willing! The twins? Our son was born a krmbar, Mi?" rais said so happy.

Ara who had run out of energy just smiled weakly, "Alhamdulillah, Bi. Ummi's tired, I want to sleep." Ara lirih.

"Sir Rais, please invite doctor Ara to talk yes, do not fall asleep. We still want to sew his birthmark."

It took two hours of Ara's labor, tired and pain seemed to disappear with happy circles in both faces. Before the two girls were bathed, Rais made a prayer. How happy he was, getting a precious gift in his life. Two twins at once, beautiful, similar to the wife.