To be the Second
Eight children..

Aziz_PoV

In the corridor of the hospital I walked a little hastily, after being told Juleha that Nikmah was rushed to the hospital because it was going to give birth soon, of course I left soon after.

Worrying? Of course I'm worried regardless of how Nikmah behaves these days. But our son is innocent, yes even though his presence at that time was indeed from the mistake that his mother had made, still the baby was innocent, did not know anything, right?!

From a distance I can see both parents of Juleha, my daughter Ida, Mus and her husband and do not forget also her male cousin, who else if not Rojak, there is still her face!!

"Assynoltomodel.." I immediately kissed both hands of Uncle and Aunt Nikmah.

" Walaikumusalam.. " Answer everything..

" Big.." Then my two daughters and my son-in-law did the same to me in turn.

" You've finally come, Ziz." Uncle was heard to be relieved at my arrival.

" Yes Uncle, but isn't this not the time yet, has something happened to Nikmah?" I stared at everyone in turn hoping that someone would answer my question.

And not accidentally my gaze beribirobok with Rojak but only a few seconds after that I turned my face back to Uncle and Aunt.

" Yes that's right, but _Unfinished Aunt explained to me that the maternity door came open from the inside and a nurse interfered with our conversation.

" I'm sorry if her husband has arrived?" The sisters asked while looking at us one by one.

" I'm Sus' husband, how's my wife doing?" I immediately hunted down with a feeling of worry of course.

" Oh, come with me, his wife came looking for you." The answer is relief.

" Then Aziz goes in first Uncle Aunty, you guys wait here." I told them all while following the sisters from behind.

" Let's Sir please." The nurse immediately told me to stand beside the bed where Nikmah was lying there.

" Bang you're coming.." Nikmah seemed happy with my arrival even though I knew she was enduring the pain of the incredible contractions she was feeling right now.

I held her hand tightly, and one of my hands directly rubbed the top of her head from behind the hijab she was currently wearing.

" You must be strong. Doc, I'm sorry, isn't it time to be born yet?" Of course I have to ask, as I recall Nikmah's birth is still seven months if not wrong.

" It is true sir, but at the age of seven months of pregnancy there are indeed a few pregnant women who have given birth. Moreover, the establishment has broken this earlier, it means that the baby is also ready to be born at the age of the womb at this time, although it is still called premature birth and must be put into an incubator after birth. Well let's focus first on helping and strengthening the mother, so that the baby is immediately removed." The doctor explained in short.

Then after that we all focused while waiting for the complete opening, because when I entered it was still opening seven.

Until shortly after, Nikmah's hand grip felt very strong in my hand with his hunting breath that indicates our baby is urgent to be removed.

" Let's take a deep breath again Mom then let out through the mouth, yes continue and then push slowly. " The Doctor kept instructing Nikmah. While I can only help strengthen it by continuing to do zikr in my heart.

Oeekk.. Oeekk..

" Thank you, the baby is a beautiful and very healthy woman." The doctor showed us a little while our baby and soon handed it to one of the bidders to be cleaned and examined.

" Thank God.. " My words are with Denfan Nikmah. I rubbed the sweat that flooded part of his face.

After our baby was cleaned and I was arrested, they took him to the baby's room to be put into the incubator immediately to help care for his condition to stabilize quickly.

Nikmah herself has also just been moved into the treatment room. Now we're all in it, minus Rojak. I don't know if that guy is where he might be going home because I'm here to look after my family.

" Mus, Zubair, Ida you also go home yes, pity your sister must be waiting alone at home. Let Abi here take care of Ummi. " Pity Zikri and Aidan if everything is here. And they must have been tired from the afternoon waiting for Umminya.

Uncle and Aunt just said goodbye because it was already night. And promise that they will come back later if they are allowed to go home.

" But Abi_

" Okay, Abi, we go home first. " It is not finished Ida spoke already cut by her brother Mus.

I know Mus must understand the condition of her husband who is tired after coming home from work directly here to drive her in-laws. I also heard about it, especially when they were newly married.

" Abi Assalamualaikum.." Flirt them together while kissing my hands alternately.

" Yes Wa'alaikumusalam.. Heart of yours.. "

After the departure of the three I immediately walked up to Nikmah, sitting next to the bed that has been provided.

At this time Nikmah was still not awake, due to exhaustion to drain a lot of energy when giving birth to our fifth daughter, she immediately fell asleep when she finished cleaning earlier.

I just shook my head while looking at his deep face, whether there is still love and love for him to this day. Or is that feeling evaporated somewhere?

I used to adore him very much, maybe that time was a rebuke from God for me, for loving his creatures excessively. And maybe I'll stay at this wedding just for the sake of our son.

Until it did not feel a week passed Nikmah also had come home two days after giving birth, because his condition had improved greatly. It's just that our daughter is still in the incubator and has not been able to go home because of her weight that can not be said to be normal.

But Nikmah went to the hospital every day with Nikmah or Ida to give Asi her exclusive to our daughter Kholif. Yes our fifth daughter I named Kholifahatun Ma'wa which means the good that remains. May our daughter always be bestowed kindness even though the beginning of her presence is a mistake made by her own mother in a way that is not good.

While I return to work in the city and out of town, if the work is in the city then I will return home every day. If not then I will return to travel to seek sustenance for my little family. If I have time I will still help Neng Delisha to take care of her cottage until Zayyan is ready to lead later.

It cannot be said of a small family if I am now blessed with eight children. I am so grateful for the blessing and grace that God has given me. Also the two wives were patient and received whatever income I gave them.

Moreover, my little wife Anni who never complained anything, despite her age is much younger than Nikmah. But his thinking is quite mature at his current age. I am truly grateful.

.tbc

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