The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 89 Perfect Happiness
Misela pov
This morning I felt a strange feeling in me. Such a sore waist, an unpleasant stomach to sit, and a crumbling body, coupled with increasingly swollen legs.
I carry out my worship as usual, although a little heavy but I still have to be strong. Unfortunately, when I thought we were not finished, my legs were tingling and no longer able to sit across.
I also say goodbye to Mas Dzakir to just fall on the mattress and straighten the legs so that slowly tingling his lost.
Early in the morning as usual Mas Dzakir took me for a walk, he said the road in the morning was good for launching the process of birth. But not half the way I felt the mules in the stomach. I thought it was just because I wanted a chapter but it turned out that the mules were gone and came again when Mas Dzakir took me to Rani's doctor's clinic.
But before leaving my waters have broken so that makes Mas Dzakir more panicked. At high speed Mas drove towards doctor Rani's clinic.
Arriving at the place was still opening 4 and the doctor advised me to eat and drink a lot so that I have a lot of energy to push. I also according, but unfortunately the heartburn is increasingly appearing to make me no longer able to hold it.
Until finally my body can no longer be carried standing. I lay down with tension. I was scared, especially this was my first experience. I want to give birth normally even though the possibility is small but I remain confident because Mas Dzakir always gives prayers and also strong support to me.
Minutes by minutes keep walking. I'm actually very scared right now. I was scared of half giving birth to them then I suddenly had to leave them. Because from the online article I read earlier, many pregnant women who gave birth and died. I was so scared that it happened to me.
And sure enough, when the time came my three children were born normally and completely without any flaws. Mas Dzakir's cry broke as the sound of our third baby was heard. Tired when pushing and pain when going to the opening as if lost somewhere.
Several times Mas Dzakir kissed me. I am so grateful to have given birth to my husband who loves me so much. I thought about how Mother Adelia used to give birth to me without a husband. It must have felt really heavy. But fortunately Mother was surrounded by good people at that time.
"Honey, thank you so much for fighting so far. You must be very tired and in pain. Sorry you had to feel it yourself."
That was too beautiful for me to hear. It was not just me who fought but us who fought together. But I don't feel that pain that can't be expressed anymore now.
I don't know what to say to my God who gave me a perfect husband.
"Mudzakir Alfaruq"
A husband who waited for me for years.
Husband who continues to struggle even though the temptations of women continue to come.
My husband is always patient with everything I do.
My husband always brought me closer to God.
Since childhood I have always been isolated.
Stepping on my teen was le*happy.
When I was grown up in the duakan.
Now perfect happiness has come.
Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Alhamdulillaahi rabbil ‘aalamiin. Hamdayyu-waafii ni’amahuwayukaafi’u mazidah. Yes rabbanaa lakalhamdu wa lakasy shukruka-maa yambaghiilijalaiwajhika wa ‘azhiimisul-thaanik.
“In the Name of Allah, Most Merciful, Most Merciful. Praise be to God the Lord of the Universe. Praise is comparable to His favors and warrants his addition. O our Lord, praise be to Thee, and to Thee all thanksgiving, as worthy of the nobleness of Thy substance and the majesty of Thy dominion.”
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Misela's children were taken by three nurses to be cleaned first. While they were cleaned, Rani took out the baby's ari-ari and sewed her birth canal.
No more complaints after giving birth to three children at once normally. Even the fifteen threads of jaitan no Misela felt at that moment. All the pain is completely gone in the pile by happiness.
The three children were held in Misela's chest for a while and then took turns giving the first breast milk to them. Dzakir patiently helped his wife.
"Mas, I don't know their gender yet."
"Oh yes, dear, I forgot to ask doctor Rani. Which is first and which is last. hehe."
Dzakir was also too happy until their gender just did not know because the three babies came already in bedong very neatly by the nurse.
Dr. Rani also approached Dzakir and Misela.
"Congratulations, my son is all healthy. The green bedong of his male gender Pak weighs 2.4 kg, he was born first. And the red one this second princess weighs 2.3 kg, while the yellow one is the third daughter weighs 2.3 kg. Although the weight is small and less but they are all healthy. Later when breastfeeding can be helped to wear a pacifier sir. Later the nurse will explain how to breastfeed twins."
"Thank you very much Doc."
"Together Sir, please excuse me."
Dr. Rani continues her duties. While Dzakir and Misela get an explanation on how to breastfeed their baby later.
"Darling, it will be very troublesome to take care of them, later Mas find another baby sitter to help you yes."
Dzakir stroked Misela's head and kissed me on my forehead.
"Thank you, my God."
"I should be thanking you. You're an amazing mother to them."
"Yes Mas. What about their names?"
"Em Mas hasn't thought about it yet."
Misela suddenly felt dizzy. The third baby who is still breastfeeding is given to a nurse to be placed in the incubator. Misela held both heads and fainted.
"Darling... You why?"
Dzakir saw blood. Dzakir immediately called Rani's doctor.
"Propay sir, like Miss Misela is bleeding. You better wait outside."
Dzakir walked out of the room. Misela's door is closed. Half frustrated Dzakir kneeled at the door.
"Oh my God, don't take away the happiness we just started."
Suddenly the door opened. Dzakir got up and asked.
"How's Doc doing with my wife?"
"Bu Misela must be taken to the hospital sir. Miss Misela needs a blood transfusion immediately."
"Do whatever it takes to save my wife Doc."
"Relax sir, help us with prayer so that your wife does not experience anything bad."
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